From God's perspective, I complained about the world

It seems, probably, maybe it is not so easy for ordinary human beings to survive in this world.

I thought calmly.

After school, I witnessed a "murder case" when I was about to leave the school gate.

A tennis ball flew at a very fast speed and hit my passing classmate on the face. The force seemed to make me hear the sound of flesh and ball rubbing against each other. His face was completely sunken, and two teeth were even broken flew out.If this is not a murder...?It seems that I am too sorry for his two white teeth.

But I, who witnessed the whole process, remained expressionless.

Let alone sympathy, such feelings are completely unnecessary, after all, that classmate has straightened his body, the tennis ball fell on the ground, bouncing and falling on the ground, and his face is intact, not to mention the blood stains are red and swollen, and the teeth are not in any way. Incomplete, the two fallen teeth seemed to have evaporated in the air.

Yes, the injury enough to cause a concussion to be admitted to the hospital will heal within three seconds. No one finds it strange that this kind of scene is terrifying in my eyes.That classmate could even complain loudly to the members of the tennis club who came to apologize aggressively.

He has such a loud voice and his ass jaw is so shiny.

His name is Rantangli.

Because the appearance is too exaggerated, well, the chin is indeed exaggerated enough.And was more or less rejected by some classmates in the class, although I didn't seem to mind at all.

I stared at the face of this classmate for several seconds. No matter how many times I watched this recovery process, I felt miraculous, as if the video was played backwards.During this period, I felt a line of sight was watching me.

When I looked over, he was unprepared for this, met my gaze, and stopped immediately.

That is also my classmate, the classmate with pink hair.

If he said it, one more thing should be added.This is my neighbor.

His name is Saiki Kusuo.

He is very strange.

I have to say he's weird.

After all he wears weird antenna(?) tentacles(?) lollipop(?) hairpins on top of his head.Sorry... I had to find something to describe the shape of that hairpin.His glasses are dark green, as if taken out of a toy box.The too bright color has even covered the color of his eyes itself.

To be honest, I am following him very much.

After all, he was able to walk into the school safely wearing that attire that should be yelled at by the disciplinary committee members and teachers every day, and none of his classmates paid attention to his attire.

Although he has an appearance that is almost the same as the one who was admired by countless girls in the middle age of our country, and was even called "Akashi-sama", he will be evaluated as ordinary and mediocre.

But isn't that too weird?

It is simply a miraculous generation that will shatter the three views when they see it.

It was as strange as the wound that Mr. Rantang healed in three seconds.

If I didn't know very clearly that Akashi doesn't have any brothers at all... Maybe I would have imagined some kind of grievances from wealthy families, such as illegitimate children living outside?

However, judging from my thinking, there is only one idea, and this is the operation of bumping faces and hitting voice actors in animation.

After all, Mr. Rantang over there also clashed with another voice actor of my little friend.

Watching them walk together, I feel nostalgic.

It's like seeing Akashi and Midorima walking together in the Teiguang period again!Mmm, this picture is so beautiful!

...Of course, there is a more important reason why I pay attention to him.I'll talk about this later.

In short, although a lot of thoughts drifted in my mind, I actually just looked at Saiki-kun who bumped into Akashi for two seconds, then nodded politely, looked away, turned and left the place.

PK Gakuen is a private school with a free and open school spirit. It might be better to say that compared to Teiko in junior high school, it is too open.I can even directly choose the home club without joining clubs for credits, which really makes me very satisfied.

The classmates are all distinct types, but in fact they are quite simple and unpretentious and very easy to get along with... This is also very good.

Everything is perfect except that the school uniform is too green and the aesthetic is a bit ugly.

As for the reasons for choosing this university——

I still ask my friend Midorima to help me with divination.

At that time, my request was: "I have only one requirement for choosing a school. I want to confirm the truth of the world more in the new school."

Midorima looked at me for a few seconds with a look that he didn't know whether he was looking at a fool or a second disease.

But the arrogant man still helped me with divination.

I have natural trust in this superstitious little friend (of course only in terms of superstition). After all, I can see that the lucky objects he carries every time are really entrusted with the existence of "blessings".In other words, he is really reliable in metaphysics, not a false magic stick.

In the end, the divination ceremony made the choice stay in a school that I had never paid attention to before.

I just glanced at it calmly: "Okay, this is the school, and it happens to be still in Tokyo. We can still meet often, which is gratifying."

"I don't think there is anything to celebrate." Midorima Shintaro pushed his glasses, "Todo, you are joking. Does Akashi know that you made such a random decision?"

Midorima Shintaro is very sure about his divination, but he sincerely feels that the target of my divination is purely sick.

I didn't even raise my eyelids: "What's the joke? Isn't it the time to apply for the school, otherwise why would I come to you for divination. And the choice of school is entirely my own business."

"But you are too strange!" He couldn't understand, "With your grades, you can definitely enter a better school. There have been many recruiters from excellent schools who have come to you before, right?"

I raised my eyes calmly: "Actually, it doesn't matter where I go with my grades. It doesn't matter about high school or anything, as long as there is no problem when I get into the university of my choice."

He who ranked below me every time in the exam shut up.

"This is destiny." I used his mantra confidently and confidently, "Now I'm going to do my best!"

He was silent.

Finally, he ruthlessly said: "It's up to you." Then he walked away angrily.

Oh, Tsundere.

……

My school selection criteria are as simple as that.

After all, the most important thing for me is to understand the truth of the world.

And Midorima's divination is really as accurate as ever.When I came to the new school, I did get more truths.

I do live in the manga/anime world.

As for why I use the statement "it is", it is because I have also doubted this possibility before.It's just more certain now.

I remember... because I've been seeing ghosts and goblins for as long as I can remember.

So much so that when I first came into contact with cartoons when I was young, I felt that I should be living in some kind of supernatural animation.

But as I grew up, the friends I met either played tennis or basketball, and they were all deeply in love with it, so every time I saw their concentration and exaggerated moves when they played , I felt that I must be living in a world that integrated sports.

When I saw new classmates in the new school, I refreshed the concept again. Maybe there is some kind of funny comics about "don't compete with funny fans" in it.

……

Uh, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself.

My name is Dongdo Mingyin, I am 16 years old, and I am a very ordinary person.

Although I really want to introduce myself like Yoshikage Kira to prove that I am normal, but it is a pity that the doctor has never said that I am abnormal.

First of all, when I became sensible and able to communicate with people normally, I pointed to the air in the eyes of ordinary people and told my parents that I could see strange things.

My attending doctor listened to my description of those demons and ghosts, and told my parents that there might be something wrong with my brain.

Doctors believe in science.Believe what you see, unfortunately this world is not scientific at all, some people just can't see it.

My parents didn't listen, and I didn't believe it either.

Later, the useless doctor was replaced by a profession such as a "demon exorcist" who seemed to come from a big family in the world.

They can see those too, and even have the means to destroy those monsters.

But they say I'm different.

Because no ghosts and ghosts can hurt me, probably the concept that although I can see them, they are equivalent to "non-existent" to me.

Even if I can see them, I can't touch them. They are like three-dimensional images to me. If they rush towards me, they will only penetrate my body directly, and I won't feel anything. (Because I can see it, I feel sanguine about that picture physically.)

In contrast, I can't learn any spells.

The demon masters wandered around and studied me for a long time, and they couldn't even understand why I could see those things without any "demonic power" in my body.

I don't care about that.

I had a vague feeling when I was young.

It must be because the world wants me to see through the "truth".

——It should just tell me that there are monsters and monsters in this world.

However, my parents were relieved that those things didn't hurt me.

However, in order to prevent them from using "physical attacks" cleverly, such as throwing stones at me.I have been ordered by my family to pretend not to see those things, and I always carry the precious and really useful Amulet that I asked for.

From now on, those things can't be close to me, and I can do "ignoring" this kind of thing very well. Now no matter what dark, strange-shaped guy I see, I am very calm, and my expression will not fluctuate.Over time, seeing that my life was not affected by those things, my family felt relieved.

Secondly, my body...is it fragile?

But I'm actually pretty healthy.

I just can't play flaming tennis balls or glowing basketballs.

And as long as I was injured since I was a child, I couldn't heal easily. Even if I fell down and my skin was broken and bleeding, it would take several days to heal.

It is impossible to do it like other people, and after a second, the wound will disappear like a refresh.

What?You said that such a thing as wound healing in a second is not scientific at all?

That hero sees the same thing, you must be in the same dimension as me.But look at Mr. Rantang who was hit by a ball in school just now but didn't need to go to the hospital at all, can he still maintain his firm thinking?

In this regard, my personal doctor actually said that I was not normal.

Shit, is it normal for someone who gets hit in the head by a high-speed tennis ball but doesn't end up in the hospital?

However, by now, I'm used to it, and I don't have any complaints.

Since I don't play ball and don't like sports with special effects, I basically don't get that kind of serious injury.

Years of experience have also allowed me to develop the habit of always paying attention to my surroundings, and I can successfully avoid this "dangerous sphere".Unlike Mr. Rantang, he can be hit while walking.

My family doctor also seems to be obsessed with my physique, because it seems that as long as I live, he will never be unemployed.

Ok.That's pretty cool too, isn't it?

I walked to the door of the house and scanned my face with my fingerprint to unlock it.At this moment, a gust of wind blew up my skirt, and I subconsciously looked in the direction of the wind.

All I saw was the billowing smoke and dust, and the back of a brown-haired boy running naked along the setting sun, wearing only a pair of underwear.

Oh, the blue stars pattern.

I knew him as a child of Aunt Nana's family who lived nearby.

Aunt Nana and my mother are old classmates. When I moved here after high school, my mother who was abroad asked her to take care of me who lived alone. Of course, I also came to visit not long ago.

The child is two years younger than me, and he is still a junior high school student.It looks like a well-behaved bunny, and is easily shy.It can also fall on the ground like the heroine of the girl manga.

In school, it is said that it is a useless person who "doesn't work well in learning and sports".

But even so, I never underestimated that child, after all, he also fell face-on from such a high staircase and survived unscathed.

However, I didn't expect it to be like this—although it was only a moment now, he looked almost the same as when I saw him before.

The pupils have shrunk, why is the expression so ferocious.

There is also an unscientific dazzling flame on the head.

He seemed to be muttering something, "Desperate to—!"

so weird.Take another look.

Do humans have two faces these days?Dual personality?It's like Akashi who suffered from the second disease of middle school.

If the eyes can emit lightning when playing basketball, it seems not surprising that the top of the head is on fire and going for a run.

Thinking of this, I calmed down.

I looked back and calmly turned the doorknob.

what.

Sure enough, the ordinary human beings in this world only refer to myself.