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A Loner in the City Of Orario

The thing about youth is the despicable scent of morality, a need to stand high and show one's superiority above others. Trying to stand as the top wolf and lead a life filled with accomplishments. I who was none, a loner in the sea. Then why am facing this light novel-esq scenario?

Xshamee · Anime et bandes dessinées
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3 Chs

1. Loner

The world was less gratifying to those that brush away their existence as a cog. People socialize with others for a chance at mutual benefit somewhere in the future.

Still, these stupid ways were becoming to those with their beloved concept of friendship. Dressing it as a beautiful maiden in hopes to get something out of it. It may just be wasting time but then again it proves how much of a waste the concept of friendship and how big of a hurdle it is.

You rarely get something interactable or even disposable out of it. Often times lasting in the waste of an arbitrary concept known to man as time.

Those people going around defending these stupid fallacies and claiming it to be the greatest moral philosophy around these time can just go to hell.

-Hikigaya Hachiman

In front of me was again a middle-aged woman with her entire intent focused on my demise. The preferential cog locking me down with her vision.

"...there are so many things wrong in this"

I was now confused. The topic this time was about the enjoyment of youth. The feedback I showed would at least be the top seller of its kind.

"Sensei even though you personally called me to let me know I still can't accept anything more than an A+" Hearing these words I felt an imaginary vein crop up on her head.

"eh..." that's when I saw I was punched, the strength and speed was so heavy that I fainted.

"...hiki...gaya"

A voice. A beautiful soft voice called my name.

"...hikigaya"

The divine angelic aura along with a halo gave me a sense of a riajuu fantasy. Still, though her soft voice was soothing to the ears. Making me forget the harsh condition of youth.

"Hikigaya, you have suffered much, my child."

I know the only time these cheesy lines are used. I became wary, of this chuniibyou in front of me,

"I know what you are thinking. Let me clarify, I am God"

A thousand thoughts went through my mind still it ended in one loop 'A loner and a divine god. What kind of ridiculous light novel protagonist am I? I seriously thinking of a redo if zaimokuza shows up here'

"My child, you had an upset stomach that day. The moment Hiratsuka-sensei punched you, you're bowels emptied out"

'So, died of a disease, eh? Let it be that'

"kuku...ehm" a snicker went to my ears must be my imagination. The goddess herself looked so sad and pitiful stating my end. It couldn't be her,

"...After your bowels emptied out in front...of your respectable teacher. The thought finally hit you. The shock was enough to put you on coma...kuku...later the doctors took mercy and stopped the ventilator and grant you death. You sister was the one to pitch the idea that is when she wasn't laughing. Your classmates got married and you still became a loser...kukuhahahaha"

Finally, the true colours of this black-hearted goddess showed itself but Hachiman had no room to care,

"Noooooo..."

He couldn't live anymore. If he asks her to wake him up the shock of living with such miserable death will haunt him for the rest of his life.

"...lalalala"

meanwhile, the goddess bored with his existential crisis was busy picking nearby flowers.

'This stupid goddess' the way she smirked stating his miserable death and the way she casually ignored him went to push all his button.

Finally the goddess slovenly sat on her chair picking her ears.

"So, well, we will be sending you to a random world. Please try not to shit much this time cus if you shit you ded...kukukuhahahaha"

'I'll have my revenge' Thus Hachiman death note had a new entrant.

"...continue" It took all his willpower to control his annoyance.

"hahah...yeah, so we will give you one perk so you don't die shitting like last time...puhu"

control. control.control.control.control.

"...Choose"

Throwing some pieces of paper at him the goddess again slovenly sat on her throne and now was reading 'a light novel' but it wasn't anything ordinary. The zaimokuza signature made him intrigued.

"...you curious. A light novel based on your shitty social and physical suicide was published."

Fucking Zaimokuza making money off my death. At least he should have given me half of it. Next time, I'll be sure to make it back.

"hehe" I myself laughed darkly at the mere thought. Then it finally hit me 'laughed'.

'It seems the devil of a goddess is corroding my soul' Once again I gave her my best stinkeye and sat to choose a perk.