Surviving a Harsh Fantasy with Cheat Items (WN)

Chapter 104.2: Surviving the Harsh Reality, Change

It stinks of a lie. Thinking about the fact, thats just a baseless story but I believe it.

Because it came from Kagees mouth.

Shes completely fascinated by the orb. Her tone is saying that shes completely believing it.

And I was fascinated by the sound of her voice as she was saying that.

I believe her because of intuition.

Later, reasons were added to it.

A zombie outbreak was absurd. That means that the cause of the outbreak must be equally preposterous.

At least, I dont have any evidence to deny that the ridiculous story told by Kagee is a lie.

It seemed like it would be better to assume that it was correct.

Im only talking to myself but I didnt think that Sawatari-kun would believe me.

Tell me more about it. Where did you get a jewel like that?

A friend of mine was its previous owner. My only friend gave it to me.

What happened to that friend?

Disappeared as soon as she handed this jewel to me.

Disappeared..

What a disappointing story.

Disappeared. What did that friend wish for in that wishing orb?

I wanted to give it to you because Im going to die?

Youre going to die?

That bothered me more than the idea of giving me that marble.

We had just escaped to a safe place.

Kagee looked at me as if to check me out and smiled.

Kagee usually has an expressionless face or a face that looks as if shes enduring hardship.

It has probably been a long time since I have seen human-like emotion on her smooth white cheeks. She looked happy.

Are you worried about me? Thats sweet of you.

No, any normal person would be worried.

As I said that, I thought I was deceiving her because Im not normal and not everyone will be worried.

I am worried because it is Kagee. I dont think Im worried about her because shes my object of appreciation that I stare at occasionally during class.

Maybe it seems that way because weve talked so intimately under these circumstances that were no longer strangers.

If thats the case, Im being nave. I usually think of myself as a loner but I cant help but laugh at my own naivety.

Sawatari-kun is similar to me so I will give you this jewel. I knew it before I spoke with you but talking to you confirmed it.

No, I dont understand what you are talking about.

What happened to the story about dying?

It seems like it is more important to her to give me this marble.

What do you mean by similar anyway? If you mean that we were both expecting a zombie outbreak, Machida was much more prepared than I was.

I was just running around with everyone else doing practically nothing.

Sawatari-kun must be a lonely person just like me. I know because Ive been watching you for a long time.

Is that what you mean by similar?

The joy of being talked to by a beautiful girl whom I secretly admired was blown away and I instantly felt uncomfortable.

If a beautiful girl had told me that she had been watching me for a long time or that we were the same, I would normally have been pleased.

However, I felt so bad that I wanted to spit right there and then. Similar?

A pretty girl like you, who is pampered by everyone, is talking about loneliness?

Its true that Kagee was always rejecting people but she was always surrounded by people that would never refuse her company.

I dont want to be lumped in with a halfhearted woman.

When she told me about loneliness with those beautiful lips of hers, I felt like my loner self had been tainted.

Rationally speaking, I knew it was similar to others but according to myself, my loneliness is different from others. I am special.

People are pleased if they are told they are similar and stand shoulder to shoulder with them. If a guy who looks a little better tells me that he understands how I feel, I would be taken aback. And you know what, girls do that.

I know this because I read psychology books.

However, Im not like that. If someone says we are similar, I would feel like a fool. I feel like they are tarnishing my precious mind.

How can you say we are the same if you dont even know me?

No matter how beautiful a girl you are, there are things you can say and things you cant say. And this is the worst thing you could say.

I dont want to be told that you know me. Thats the last thing I want to hear from someone else.

The discomfort and anger rising in the back of my throat chilled my heart rather than warmed it.

Thats exactly why we are similar.

What!

Are you still going to say something?

When I get angry, Im really angry.

When I get angry, Im really angry. You must have felt like a fool. No one knows how you feel. You must be feeling that you are different from others. That kind of self-righteousness is what makes us similar.

Ah..can that orb read peoples minds?

I was poisoned in an instant.

When youve been pointedly told the truth, you cant help but blush. Who the heck are you?