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As a handy errand runner, Hirao was placed at the bottom of Kiyoi's group.Although he was called Little P as always, since the incident with Yoshida, no one outside the group dared to call him by this nickname.Trash is still trash, but in the eyes of the students, Hirara's status is more complicated, he is the trash belonging to His Royal Highness.

"Two ham sandwiches. Something sweeter. Just plain soda."

After the fourth class ended, Hirao rushed to Kiyoi's side.Kiyoi would tell him the lunch menu for the day.Then Pingliang went to the canteen to buy it.Sometimes Kiyomi would bring a bento made by his mother, but in this case he would definitely ask for juice, so Hirao would go to the canteen to run errands every day.

"Little P, I want coffee-flavored papiko" (*papiko, a certain food brand) "I want curry bread, ah, I want hot dogs. Then I want pear-flavored crushed ice"

During the rainy season that is approaching summer, there are rare sunny days, and the sweltering weather continued during this period, and everyone else asked Hira to buy some ice cream.In order not to miss shopping, Hirao clumsily entered the list into the notepad with his mobile phone.He didn't feel pathetic at all.

I was running errands for Qingju, and I was just doing shopping for other people by the way.Qingju is his only master.Although what I do is still running errands, it is easy to be self-satisfied if I think about it this way.Recently, Hirao seldom thinks about Captain Rubber Duck.

After writing everything down, Hirara ran out of the classroom.When running errands, he would pay attention to go and return as soon as possible, so as not to make Qing Ju wait for a long time.After buying everything, everyone hurriedly found out what they wanted from the bag, and then gave the money to Pingliang.

"Ah, it's too bad. There's no money. Little P, why don't I give it to you next week?"

Shirota said while flipping through the wallet.Hey, Hirao murmured in his heart.Shirota didn't pay for the bread he bought yesterday, so he said, I'm afraid he won't pay back the money next week. Could it be a sign of intimidation and extortion? Hirao felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

If this continues, other people will gradually stop paying.Then one day I couldn't make up my pocket money, so I had to steal money from my mother's wallet.Just as Hirara thought of the round noose, a hand reached out.

"Give"

Kiyomi held a [-]-yuan coin in his fingers, and Hirao stretched out his hand reflexively, and the coin landed in Hirao's palm with a thud.But Qingju has already paid his share of the money.

"Qingju, it's okay. The place where I work will be paid next week."

"Then give it back to me next week"

"Don't make it so troublesome—"

"Okay. Look at his face. His face is frozen. It's okay if he cries to his parents and teachers. I don't want him to commit suicide one day and spread photos on the Internet saying that we are murderers."

After hearing Kiyoi's words, Shirota and the others looked at Hirara.

"Little P, will you commit suicide?"

I don't want to commit suicide, don't force me - the words came to my throat, but Hirao couldn't say it.Silently pulling the corners of his mouth and squeezing out a smile, Shirota and the others shouted after watching, "I'm so scared..."

"Really, a coward can't stand it"

Shirota clicked his tongue pretendingly, and said "I'm sorry" to Kiyoi.Qingju simply replied, Oh, and then tore open the wrapping bag of the sandwich.

Qingju usually seems to have no interest in the things around him.When Shirota and the others were doing some silly pranks, Kiyoi just played with his phone uninterestedly.

However, Qingju can actually see everything around him.It was the same just now.Suicide——he had a glimpse of the miserable future that Hirao had imagined in an instant.Hirao used to think that a bully would not consider the feelings of the person being bullied.

If there is no Qingju, Shirota's idiots will oppress the slaves without knowing how serious they are, and one day it will lead to irreversible results.Qingju always stops them in good time.

—As expected, my king.

Hirao praised Kiyoi from the bottom of his heart, and put the [-]-yen coin he got from Kiyoi into another box.Shirota and the others just throw their money into the coin purse at random, but the coins that Kiyomi handles are special and must not be put in the wallet, it will be bad if they are accidentally used.

While sharing the money as usual, Hirao suddenly noticed.Qingju pays too much.Excluding Shirota's share, there is an extra one hundred yuan.It has to be returned to him.

"Qing Jujun"

Qingju turned to this side when he heard the voice.At that moment, my heart was as tense as usual, as if being grabbed.Overwhelmed by Kiyoi's gaze, Hirao stretched out the one hundred yuan held in his palm.

"what?"

"Too much money"

Qingju glanced at the one hundred yuan in Pingliang's palm.

"here you are"

Hirao's eyes widened in surprise.

"But……"

"Errand expenses. Would you like to buy ice cream?"

Shirota and the others laughed. "Little P, that's great" "After eating the ice cream, don't think about suicide anymore" was ridiculed like this.

Hirara squeezed the coin tightly.

"thanks, thanks……"

With a flushed face, he only looked at Qingju alone, and stammered his thanks.Shirota and the others burst out laughing as if they couldn't hold back anymore.Qingju frowned in boredom, and said "I'm so bored".

Returning to his seat, Hirao carefully put the errand fee given by Kiyoi into the box.In the scene just now, ordinary people would definitely say angrily: You treat me as an idiot.But Hirara couldn't get angry.I feel as excited as if I received an unexpected gift.Hurting others while pleasing them.Only Qingju can do this.Since meeting Qingju, my emotional system has gradually become strange.

After school that day, Hirara went to the small shop in the building in front of the station that he always couldn't pass by.There are a lot of groceries in natural and fresh styles in the store, and many girls in school uniforms are shopping and shouting "so cute——"

Maybe this store has a signboard that reads: Do not enter if you are not cute.Pingliang, who was wandering casually, quickly found something he wanted to pick.Cream and polka-dot containers line the shelves.Hirao tilted his head and looked at these, feeling that they were different from what he wanted, and whether there was anything else, he began to look around.

"Hey, look at that guy over there"

There were voices of discussion behind him, and Hirao was so frightened that he couldn't move at once.

"Maybe I'm picking a gift for my girlfriend"

"How can such a guy have a girlfriend?"

That kind of... guy.

"But he's tall"

"It's just that I'm tall. What about my face?"

"Normal. The bangs are too long to see what the eyes look like"

"disgusting"

With one breath of determination.When the girl said that, she waved the knife as lightly as if she was making sugar flowers.Disgusting sugar granules flew around.I'm so sorry.Regardless of my status, I destroyed the girls' garden.Hirara left the shop in frustration.

On the train going back, Hirao thought about what to do.The store just now had only cute things, nothing that looked simple.There is no need for extra patterns such as polka dots.Wanted something simpler, more powerful and transparent.While thinking about his request, Hirao suddenly thought of something.

Just as the tram arrived, Pingliang rushed out of the tram.About 10 minutes away from home, he sprinted all the way home, kicked off his shoes, and rushed into the kitchen.

"Mom, where are grandpa's belongings?"

Mother, who was preparing dinner, turned around.

"Why are you looking for this all of a sudden?"

"Isn't there something like a laboratory flask inside. Where is that thing?"

"It should be stored in the attic."

Hirara ran upstairs, took out the ladder and climbed into the attic.Because the ceiling was so low, he had to bend over to walk in, and the knees of his school uniform were suddenly covered with dust.

While looking through the stacked cardboard boxes, I suddenly found four boxes labeled "Haragata's grandfather's relics".After opening them one by one, I took out the things I wanted, and ran downstairs without tidying them up.

"You've made such a mess, don't go into the kitchen"

After being stopped at the door, Pingliang had to go to the bathroom instead.The flasks taken out of the attic were cleaned carefully with liquid soap, and then dried carefully with a dry towel.

Ah, this is really beautiful.It's completely different from those cheap groceries just now.The streamlined bottom seems to be sucked in the palm of your hand.Unlike the flask used in the experiment, the bottom glass of this bottle is very thick and can be placed upright by itself.

"You are actually interested in these things, could it be that you were influenced by grandpa?"

Mother ran to the bathroom to see.

"This is made by a well-known craftsman. Your grandfather is very interested in these things, and has collected a lot of pottery and scrolls. So every time I invited grandpa and the others to visit me, I was very nervous. Even a flower arrangement Can't travel pool”

"Um"

"Could it be that Xiao Cheng inherited his grandfather's aesthetic vision?"

It's a joy to hear.Grandpa, who passed away two years ago, was indeed a man with a wide range of interests.He always takes Hirara, who is introverted because of his stutter, to some art exhibitions, haiku parties and tea parties.There are more beautiful things in the world Grandpa showed Hirara than in the school where monkey-like students of the same grade gathered.

"You have always insisted on taking pictures as a hobby, how about doing some art work in the future?"

"Impossible. If I don't go to art school"

"It's okay to go to this type of university. Sometimes I show my mother the photos you took."

"Do not"

After replying with two words, Hirara picked up his schoolbag and flask and went back to his room.

When I was young, my parents bought me a camera, which became one of Hirao's few hobbies.The photos I was taken for the first time were very bad, but after I learned how to edit pictures, I became more happy to take pictures.

On the day off, go to the bustling downtown area, take pictures of the crowds, and then use photo editing software to remove all the humans.Then fill these gaps with dense scenery.

These assignments take patience and time, but are engaging.The daily gloom, anger and cowardice are all far away from him, and Hirao finds a moment of peace in this almost lonely space.He likes the landscape after editing.Human beings suddenly disappeared from the city that should belong to humans.This world seems to be punished by the gods without warning because of the many evils.

Sometimes Hirao would use a bloody orange filter, and the photos would look extraordinarily horrific.However, Hirao prefers to eliminate humans naturally from the straightforward and bright world with a sense of transparency.Such a photo highlights the sense of loss more than it is artificially weird.

Pingliang himself felt that this hobby was too dark.So I never dared to let my parents see the photos he took.Because of stuttering, the last time a friend came to visit him at home was when he was in elementary school. Parents who knew that Pingliang would not be able to get into school would not only be shocked if they saw such a photo, but would also wonder if Pingliang was out of spirit. What's the problem?

As an only child, I really feel sorry for my parents.However, I have no choice.

My dissatisfaction and uneasiness kept wandering back and forth in my heart like a fish.

Putting away these emotions that had no place to vent, Hirao put the flask on the table.Open the drawer and gently take out the change from the compartment in the drawer.One, put into the flask.Click, the coin made a crisp sound.one more.one more.Every time I run errands, I get the change from Qingju.Finally, I took out today's coins from the card box and put them in.

The flask shone with turquoise light facing the sunlight outside the window, and Hirara sat on a chair and watched quietly.

He felt very satisfied.This sense of satisfaction even surpassed what he could bear, and kept overflowing and accumulating in his heart, making Hirao feel a pain in his chest.Sad and happy, as if to suffocate.It was the first time I experienced such emotion.But Taira knew how to name this emotion.

— errand fees.Would you like to buy ice cream?

How could it be possible to buy ice cream to eat?I want to keep it forever, and I will feel my heart throbbing just looking at it.

This emotion is called envy.