1 Neet

"Hah…Eat, drink, sleep, and repeat. Why is today so boring?" With a languid face, I complained of boredom. It really sucks it tortures me.

Isn't there anything I can do? No, there's a lot I can do, it's just that everything is hindered because of my laziness.

"Ugh…I want to eat something!" My stomach was already starting to rumble. I haven't eaten anything since this morning and I'm too lazy to go out and buy it.

But if this keeps up, I'll starve to death. I, who am a hikikomori, live alone, what can I do if I don't do everything without the help of others?

"Well… it looks like I do have to get out." I haven't left my apartment in days. I can't even remember the last time I went out.

Unlike a Neet, who is usually depicted as a fat old man who only eats and lives like a pig in his room while watching and fangirling his favorite idol with lecherous looks, I am just a malnourished person who only eats instant ramen every day.

"Damn it! If I could live without going out, I definitely would have done it a long time ago."

If it wasn't for the fact that humans need vitamin D then I would already be a bat or a vampire.

I also took my jacket and put on my tracksuit and went out to buy food at the nearest store. I want to eat my favorite delicious food.

Unfortunately, no one here sells it, so I decided to make it myself.

Well…it turns out my cooking skills aren't that bad after I tasted mine.

You think because I'm lazy I don't cook? Hey, if I don't eat I will die you know. Of course, my survival instinct was stronger than my laziness.

By the way, my name is Reihan, but people usually call me Rey. I'm a 20-year-old Neet working as a freelance in programming or as a Bug Hunter.

Besides that, I was also studying at the University of Tokyo, so the freelance job was just a side job for me, but actually, I didn't want to go to college at all.

It's just my parents' wish for me to go to college in Japan and I don't want to disappoint them even though they don't mind if I went to a different university.

It could be said that I have a bit more money than normal people my age. It's just that I'm too lazy to spend it all.

After all, I prefer a cramped and small place to live and live alone.

So having a nice apartment and meeting people is a 'BIG NO' for me.

I'm not originally from Japan but from a country in Southeast Asia.

I came here with the dream of seeing the beauty of Japan as a waifu pioneer country.

Hah…but after two years since I went to college here, the reality is only that—It is different. The bitter truth hit me hard.

I'm getting used to living here, and going to Akibahara isn't something so amazing anymore. Those who lived here must felt the same as me.

Indeed, when someone does something so constantly, they will get bored unless they like doing that thing.

I'm not a person who doesn't have something better to do like wasting my money on waifus or something.

Yes, that's right, I have some important job to do and it is to sleep.

I don't know why I'm always sleepy all the time, maybe it was because I never workouts.

Ah, fuck workouts. The important thing is that I still live now and am in well-being.

When I stepped into the grocery store near my apartment, I was greeted by a woman who is the shopkeeper.

I then took some groceries like ingredients for cooking, drinks, and some other snacks.

After that, I took them to the cashier.

"All of it is 10,500 yen." I then handed over the amount of money mentioned and paid for my groceries.

I glanced at the name tag on her shirt and it says "Konno Natsumi".

This grocery store belongs to her family and her house is behind this store.

"Thank you for shopping." She said it with a friendly smile and bowed while handing me the change.

"You're welcome," I replied with a smile and bowed my thanks as well.

Usually, the cashier is someone else who is an employee at the grocery store. But it seems today the shop owner's miss is replacing it.

What? You think I don't recognize her because I often lock myself in my room.

Oh, come on, of course, I should at least remember my neighbor's face, right? Well…even though I can't remember their names.

The last time I saw her was when she and her family moved here. And it was a few months ago, I guess.

After all, I've lived here for more than two years and it would be a shame if I don't recognize them.

After that, I walked out of the store with my groceries, "Ugh, gosh, these are really heavy."

I brought two bags full of groceries that weighed about 5-7 kg. With a skinny body like mine, this is too much for me.

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Arriving at the apartment, I was already panting with my heavy groceries in both hands. I put down my groceries for a moment to catch my breath.

"Huh…hah…damn it." Just walking like this is already making me sweat, my stamina really sucks.

Then, I noticed across my room, there were many boxes piled in front of the door of the next room and several couriers were loading them inside.

"New neighbor, huh?" I muttered.

But I didn't realize there was someone from behind me who was walking with a big box and finally, she bumped into me because she couldn't see me.

*Brak*

We both fell and of course, I was hit by the big box right in my face.

"Ah!!!"

Ugh, my head felt like it was hit by a wooden stick. Seriously, how could she not see me? Does she have no eyes?

Then, I removed the box from my face, but strangely, the position we fell into was absurd.

When I saw what made my body heavy, a black-haired girl with glasses right above me, fell on me.

She raised her head and looked at me.

Surprised by what just happened she immediately jumped to her feet with a panicked face, "Ah! I-I'm sorry." She said with a shriek while bowing rapidly and without a second thought, she ran into her room carrying her fallen box.

The couriers who were working didn't see us.

I who saw it could only be speechless and fixated on this incident.

"What the hell?!"

I said my bewilderment which was also evidently showed on my face.

"Hah… I'd better just go in. Am I that creepy that she runs away in fear?"

I also put on a sour and gloomy face because I found the girl's reaction from seeing my face like she just saw a terrible creature or something.

Entering my room I took off my shoes and my jacket.

"I know I'm not that handsome but at least give some respect to my face a little would you? It hurts my heart you know." I said it with a sad face.