I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

Why is the world like this.

Why can't I be calm.

Why it never ends. *

...

Why does the world hurt me so much.

Why it never ends.

Hold the textbook empty.

There are about [-] or [-] children in the classroom, all of them are from nearby rented houses. Most of them are primary school students, and a few are junior high school students. They are all because they are poor and cannot afford to go to a higher-level private school, so they are quite helpless. "I was studying under this nameless teacher who didn't even have a degree.

"Because it's broken."

Today Hexu is discussing with students the fact that the world's rich and poor are uneven and the income gap is widening.

He and a few children broadened the topic a bit, making a hypothesis, why "this decaying ship" is still sailing, when will it perish by itself, and belong to one of the 98% of the exploited people in the world, they Is there a "weapon" powerful enough to resist this world.

The students were relatively young and gave various answers. Some said that we could ask Superman to solve them, while others said that we made Gundam, angels, gods, demons, housekeepers and other words emerged in endlessly.

However, there are also two or three children who have put forward very unique insights.

"No."

Akashi raised his hand: "I've read the latest issue of the weapons magazine. Modern weapons and equipment have reached the point where ordinary people cannot understand them. In the late Shogunate period, there could be volunteers forming musketeers to attack the shogunate, but now we don't have any. The ability to build these technologies independently."

"We don't understand."

"We can't do it."

"Population is not a commendable indicator in the face of precise and lethal weapons and equipment."

There is also one named Chuntian.

He said that although most of the world's wealth has been gathered in the hands of a minority of 2%, this does not mean that the remaining 98% is a united collective.

"Make an analogy."

"8% think they are at the top of the world, although they don't have the huge money and power of 2%."

"20% of people think that they are upper-middle class. They think that they and their occupations are an indispensable part of this society and the pillars of society. They have no money or power, but they think that they are different from the rest. 70%."

"But the 70% race is also divided."

"30% of people think that they still have the possibility of further climbing, that they are the cornerstone of society, and that although they are small, they have also made considerable contributions to social development."

"Continue to divide the remaining 40%."

Chuntian continued: "It's just an analogy, the data is not accurate."

"But among the remaining 98%, who are really suffering enough to want to oppose the world?"

"5%?"

"10?"

Inland Sea holds a more pessimistic idea.

"This world is broken. But we can only wait for it to rot itself, or it can become a hyena eating a piece of carrion on the carcass, or it may die like an ant with the rotting world."

Yuli tugged on his brother's sleeve and whispered to him: "What are they talking about, it feels so profound."

The older brother Shiho didn't quite understand either, after all he was only in the second grade of elementary school.

But in order not to lose face in front of his younger brother, he barely maintained his personality.

"Ahem, I'm thinking about it, please don't disturb me."

He sat up straight, facing forward, and found that their private school teacher was smiling. It was a smile very similar to that of the villain boss in the TV series. What kind of conspiracy was hidden, with a subtle... malice?

"It will be soon."

The teacher said relaxedly: "The day when the world is completely broken will come sooner than everyone imagined—of course, it may not be the one you expected."

It's more like that.

Yuli tugged on his brother's sleeve, and pulled Zhibao back who was distracted: "Brother, what are you thinking about?"

"Brother Kurokawa is outside."

"It seems to be waiting for us, and has something to say to us."

The teacher on the podium seemed to have noticed their whispering, and followed their line of sight to look out of the window, so he started from the podium and walked directly to the window: "Why stand outside, there are empty seats in the classroom."

Yuli said, "The teacher is talking to Brother Kurokawa."

"I didn't expect them to know each other."

"Brother Kurokawa came in."

Seeing people walking towards them, Yuri apologized to the other students in the private school, then leaned in front of Yuri and Shiho and whispered slightly: "Rifang works overtime tonight, so I can't come back to take care of you, Kiemon Uncle will take you to dinner."

Yuli swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

want to eat.

Zhibao asked worriedly, "Is mom working overtime again?"

The other party said to talk about it while eating, don't disturb other people's class, and threw the phone over by the way, so that the two of them should remember to carry it with them.Lest he walk back and forth, physically speaking.

After that, he turned around and left.

"Are you leaving?"

The teacher slightly persuaded him to stay.

"I didn't eat either."

"It shouldn't be a big problem if you ask me a little bit."

The other party made an OK gesture.

Yuli was still a little nervous when she saw that the teacher was going to eat together, but she was not so scared when she thought of the big meal.

"Who was that boy just now?"

The person in front turned to talk.

Yuli felt very strange: "It's that elder brother Kurokawa who lives behind your house."

"Hey?"

"Is there anyone still living behind my house?"

The man scratched his hair, "Why don't I know."

At this moment of turning his head, the man's expression became a little dazed, as if he didn't know why he turned around, and some people who were passing the note also stopped, holding the note in their hand in a daze, a little uncomfortable. Understand why notes are suddenly passed around in class.

As if something just happened.

"I think."

"It's a little weird."

"Yeah yeah."

Many people compounded.

"Did we just go through a world line closure?"

The teacher walked back to the podium and clapped his hands: "Okay, keep studying."

"Hey——hasn't anyone noticed? Isn't the teacher behind the desk all the time, when did he walk to the edge of the window?"

...

"The students were all shocked."

Yuli danced while picking up vegetables, "It's amazing, why don't they remember my brother?"

Zhibao picked up vegetables for his younger brother, and interrupted his words: "Eat your meal well, the rice grains have fallen on your clothes."

Yu Li quickly bowed his head: "Oh."

Shiho said to Kurokawa again: "This guy likes to ask questions, but brother Kurokawa doesn't need to answer him."

How can such a miraculous thing be casually told to people?

Maybe Brother Kurokawa's true identity is a member of Hogwarts Japan Branch.

It is also possible that the underworld person who is being hunted down has invited the young lady who has a crush on him to cast a hidden spell...

The more Zhibao thought about it, the more he became biased.

Now that he has come to think of Kurokawa's identity as a hermit clan, he came back out of the rivers and lakes to protect the national treasure.

The two brothers here have their own fun.

Here Kiemon feels in a trance that he has entered the North Pole.

why.

Why such a luxurious dinner.

It's like dining in the Arctic.

so cold.

The two people sitting opposite each other held chopsticks to add food, and they didn't say a word after the meal.

Kiemon vaguely felt that this meal was like a severed meal.

"Say something a little bit."

"It makes me very uneasy," he said.

Kurokawa: "Why?"

He wondered: "Isn't the food delicious?"

Kiemon: "But, but there should be something about the lively atmosphere."

but.

Kurokawa was not particularly talkative.

The same is true for Xu, when the two of them used to eat together, they would quietly chop the rice in such a silent manner, and after the cooking, they said goodbye to each other and went back to the room to sleep.

In fact, there is nothing particularly profound.

Kurokawa really couldn't think of anything exciting to say.

So he turned to Xu: "...have you been doing well recently?"

Nod your head.

Heichuan asked again: "The weather is really nice today."

Nod your head.

"How's your day?" and "What's the weather today" are the two standard beginnings of English conversations.

Kurokawa said again: "Is there any book you like to read recently?"

Xu finally opened his mouth and said, "The Story of the Full Moon?"

"A story about how the protagonist was repeatedly rejected by eighteen girls and finally escaped into Buddhism."

He told Kiemon: "It's not bad, it's worth watching."

Kurokawa: "It can't be like this."

Xu: "What is this like?"

Heichuan slightly covered his face with his hands, and whispered: "Expose my shortcomings in front of people."

Xu: "But I feel very good."

"Like is like, why can't you just say it outright."

Heichuan knocked on the bowl: "In front of my client, liking it is too much of a compliment."

He stretched out his hand to signal: "Polite words."

Kiemon had heard the story of "The Tale of the Full Moon".

So he puffed up his chest and told Kurokawa, "Monsters like it too."

"why?"

Kurokawa questioned.

Kiemon said: "I think it's very humorous when I think of a human man being rejected repeatedly by eighteen human women, and finally escaped into Buddhism."

Xu said: "In fact, the ending is not like this."

Kiemon: "Huh?"

Xu said: "I remember what the author said."

He glanced at Kurokawa.

"Is the sales volume so low? I really don't have the motivation to write it down. It's better to forget about it."

He smiles.

"So the protagonist escaped into the empty door."

Kurokawa slightly covered his face.