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The Girl Who Betrayed Me Reigns in the Top Caste at My High School CH 1

Author:free Category:urban Update time:2022-11-10 14:32:28

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Chapter 1: Me, myself and I

Posted onby Soafp

Translator: Soafp

I don’t want to get my hopes up.

You can do it!

I know you can still do it!

Let’s be brave!

Let’s really give it a shot!

Can I do it I’m doing this because I couldn’t.

Can you do it Why should I be told that I’m not trying hard enough now.

I’m just trying to live, too.

Let’s try to be brave, shall we This is the result of courage.

Gve it a real try, okay It’s not that I’m cutting any corners.

Please don’t get your hopes up.

Why does everyone always make it seem like I’m always complaining, as if I’m always frustrated

Wouldn’t it be nice if we were all together That’s not true.

I’m alone, but I’m not lonely.

Isn’t being alone lonely No, that’s not true.

It’s easy to be alone.

No one bothers me, and I don’t bother anyone.

Is it any different from being alone Not at all.

Being by yourself is not the same as being alone.

It is when you are thrown out of the circle, when others kick you out, and then you are alone.

I hate it, so I become alone.

It’s easier.

Isn’t that just running away”

Everyone has been talking about it.

But I don’t know what’s wrong with running away.

I chose to be alone because it was hard.

Being alone is difficult, so I became alone.

Who made me taste that pain It’s you guys.

Address, cheap apartment of 30,000 a month.

Part-time job 4 times a week.

No vacations and between studying and working.

Parent-child relationship is the worst.

I’ve hardly seen my sister, who is two years younger than me, since I started living alone.

Now to the main issue.

Does that bother you I don’t think it bothers me at all.

This is because I’m alone to make sure that doesn’t happen.

I’m happy with my life.

I can’t afford to be extravagant, but I make enough to pay my cell phone bill, and I have a decent amount of savings.

After all, I’ve been working all my life.

I don’t have any memories of playing.

I’m not going to complain.

It’s the path I chose.

Therefore, please don’t express it in terms of any compromises.

One person has his or her own way of being proud of being alone——-.

”Rei.”

The day’s classes ended with the order of the day supervisor.

The students are now free to engage in conversation in their own communities.

”I’m doneeee, let’s go have fun later today, okay”

“Great, how about some karaoke”

“Oh! I like that! That’s a deal.”

This is exactly what high school students do after school.

They go out to play.

They work hard at their club activities.

Studying in study hall.

No one interrupts their activities.

(I don’t have a part-time job today, so let’s just go home.)

As I said, no one interfered with Shuya Kitami’s activities.

If I had to describe what kind of person I am, I would say that I am a “loner.”

I am always alone, and I don’t want to break out of that situation.

It’s easy to be alone.

I arrived home without being approached by anyone.

My house is a 20-minute bike ride from the school.

The rent is 30,000 yen.

And it has a separate toilet and bath.

It is spacious enough to live alone.

It is one of the best conditions in Tokyo.

But, to tell you the truth, it is what is called ” cursed”.

Yes, it is an accidental property.

The previous occupant died a solitary death in this room.

That’s why the price is so low.

Well, I don’t really care about that kind of thing, so I just think it’s a good deal.

The rent of 30,000 yen for a room under these conditions is honestly too much to ask for.

Besides, I don’t have enough life experience to talk about other people’s lives.

Even if they say they died alone, I don’t have that kind of feeling for other people’s lives.

That day, I made a simple vegetable stir-fry, ate it, and went to bed.

I don’t have a test coming up, and I’m usually busy with my part-time job, so a day like this every once in a while is fine.

I got into the flimsy futon and immediately departed into a dream.

”Oi.

I heard there’s a transfer student in the next class.”

The next day, the class was buzzing with this information.

The classroom was abuzz with talk of this.

(A transfer student, huh)

To be honest, I wasn’t interested.

I had nothing to do with it.

”I heard she’s really cute! Let’s go see them later!”

I was still alone in the classroom, waiting for homeroom to begin.

I was curiositythat I couldn’t help but take a peek at the rumored class when I went to the restroom after homeroom.

I would say taking a glance, but only briefly.

It’s not so much curiosity as it is, come to think of it.

But then I saw something unbelievable there.

The back seat.

A small crowd of people.

The transfer student had beautiful black hair and a small smile on her face.

She gives the impression of being more of the beautiful type than the cute type.

She was chatting with her new classmates…

”Emi Sonoda”

It was the girl who once betrayed me.

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