The person is cursing and is a conjurer

Chapter 11 Me, She ([-]).

"Hello everyone, my name is Daiki Kiriyama."

I don’t know when I wrote my first diary entry. I just vaguely felt that the world was surrounded by darkness during that period, and I couldn’t go there. Therefore, I always thought of writing something to pass the time. I thought I didn't have much time left.

I don’t remember much about that year, I only vaguely remember the winter at the end of the year.

The snow fell very hard, very hard, and very long.

I seemed to have caught a cold, I felt very dizzy, and my body was extremely hot. I wanted to tell my parents, but it seemed that I couldn't contact them.

They are very busy, very busy, and they always have only one thing to say to me: "Stay home alone, be good, and don't cause trouble."

Gradually, I seemed to lose consciousness.

When I woke up again, I came to the hospital. I was a little lucky that it was my mother waiting next to me, not the God of Death.

My mother took a lot of medicine from the hospital and said that I would be fine after taking it. She asked me to take the medicine every day. I also thought so. I would be fine after taking the medicine. However, I still fainted for a long time and took it for a long time. medicine.

I can’t remember how long it was, about half a month?More than ten days?

Capsules, pills, I took lots and lots of them.

Finally, I no longer felt dizzy and my body no longer had a fever. However, I seemed to have a new disease. When my mother took me to another hospital, the doctor at that hospital told me that I had a disease called The sequelae of "pathological obesity" seem to be difficult to cure.

At the end of this year, my mother and father had a fierce conflict. They quarreled from time to time, and everything in the house was smashed to pieces. I don’t know who won the battle.

I only remember that in the spring of the following year, the two of them settled the fight, and my mother seemed to be trapped at home, always accompanying me, and never went to work again.

At the same time, this year, my weight soared, and my obesity level far exceeded that of my peers.

And gradually, the figures of those friends I used to play well with began to disappear one by one.

"Dashu, why did you suddenly become so fat?"

"Yeah, it looks disgusting."

I could clearly feel that they were rejecting me, but I didn't dare to muster the courage to step forward again, nor did I dare to go with them to build a sand and stone castle in the sand pit under the tree in the square.

I began to get used to being alone, staying quietly in my bedroom, looking at the scenery outside through the open window, thinking about nothing.

It seems that only in this way I will feel more comfortable.

After entering elementary school, I became afraid of going to school again, because during recess, my classmates would "go out of their way" to come to me and say, "Why do you look like this?"

"Ugly, short, and fat. It's really disgusting."

They would force me to be on duty for them, help them buy things, and I would even get punched by them when I did not do well. I never dared to tell my parents, because my father was always busy and irritable, and would get into trouble at every turn. He gets angry over some minor issue and beats things at home.

As for my mother, she has become a housewife since the heavy snowfall that winter. I am very happy that she can accompany me, but she will almost stare at me with an extremely ferocious look. I am a little scared, and , although she didn’t beat or scold me after that, I could no longer feel her tenderness in the past.

I wondered if I had done something wrong to make my mother unhappy. I wanted to apologize to her, but she seemed to only leave me with a cold and profound back view forever.

I don't understand why all this is happening?Why does everyone do this to me?
What am I doing wrong?
Or should I say, my living is a mistake in itself.
Living every day is like crawling in the muddy wind and rain. I climbed up very hard, but was knocked down hard. The wind and rain could not wash away the mud on my body, and I felt that my body was getting heavier. I feel like I might not be able to get up next time.

The world is always dark, and black clouds always surround everything. Sometimes, I think, maybe one day I can't hold on any longer and really fall into the mud, and everything will end.

I was liberated.

But, one day, a ray of sunshine came in, and there seemed to be a shining light in the dim world.

In the second grade of elementary school, a female classmate named "Amasaka Mayumi" was transferred to the class.

"That day, that little fat guy who had always been sitting in the last row, the only single seat in the class, with low self-esteem and sensitivity, had his first deskmate in his life."

I will always remember the first time I met her. The little girl wearing a light floral skirt and a ponytail smiled like a blooming sunflower in the sunshine and greeted me.

"Hello, my name is Mayumi Amasaka. It's our first time meeting you. Nice to meet you."

That summer, cicadas were chirping outside the window, wall-climbing tigers were leaning against the teaching building, and the summer wind was caressing the hem of the girl's skirt. That smile made me feel for the first time that the world would also have sunshine.

But I didn’t dare to communicate too much because I was afraid that she, like everyone else, would laugh at me the next moment.

So we barely said anything other than hello.

Until, one afternoon after school, I accidentally bumped into a girl that a boy in the class liked, so I was scolded and locked in a wardrobe box in the class.

Just when I was thinking about spending another night at school like this, the originally tight door opened and the rays of the setting sun broke in.

I had a second encounter with the girl named Mayumi Amasaka.

Under the setting sun, she was wearing school uniform, sweating profusely, holding a broom in her hand, complaining about the poor hygiene in the classroom. That's how she accidentally opened the wardrobe box that no student on duty would open in the past.

I can finally see the light.

She asked me stupidly, with a hint of doubt in her tone: "I said, Kiriyama Daiki, are you playing some novel game?" I ignored her and ran away quickly. I didn't want to When others saw my embarrassed and unbearable look, they only used it to comfort my broken and unbearable self-esteem.

Our third intersection was when the teacher was searching for comic books. In order to improve the students' enthusiasm for learning in the class, the teacher began to crack down on our habit of reading comic books in class.

Unfortunately, the teacher dug out a lot of comic books from Mayumi's desk. I knew that she had the habit of reading comics in class, but she was still standing there feeling overwhelmed by this matter.

I stood up and took the blame for her, "Teacher, these comic books belong to me. I hid them in Mayumi's desk to avoid responsibility."

There is no doubt that I was punished, and the price was to be a duty student for a week. I didn't care at all. I was already used to this kind of thing.

After this incident, she and I became familiar with each other. Of course, this was also due to her free and easy character and jumping temper. Otherwise, it would be almost impossible for me to be with a girl just because of my cowardly temper. There is too much communication.

"Phew, I was scared to death. Thank you very much for what happened this time. But why did you do this, Dashu?"

I said, "Thank you for opening the closet door last time, otherwise I might have had to go home very late."

"By the way, I remembered, were you playing some game that day? But hiding in the closet is really rare."

Instead of answering her directly, I led her into another topic.

However, to my surprise, since then, my classmates gradually stopped making trouble for me. I guess this has a lot to do with Mayumi.

"At the same time, on this night, when the boy went home, he bought a comic book that the girl liked, and he also started reading it."

"The boy who had never liked anything before became very interested in other things for the first time."

There is more communication between us.

By chance, I went out and discovered that a new tenant had arrived next to my house, and this new neighbor was none other than the Mayumi family.

Gradually, we became inseparable. We went to school together and went to school together. We would discuss comics updates together, talk about our favorite characters in them, and talk about our dreams for the future.

Mayumi said that she would become the most popular actress in Japan in the future. I said, OK, then I will be your first audience.

I said that I would become a great cartoonist in the future and make my comics popular and sold all over the world. She smiled and said yes, and made a vow like me, that she would be my first reader.

We have agreed like this, just like the white clouds intertwining and blending on the edge of the blue sky at this moment.

"We also have an agreed vow. When one day, both of us realize our dreams, we will get married and hold a grand wedding."

I asked her softly if she would dislike me or hate me.

She said: "It's very comfortable to get along with Dashu. I will never hate you."

I continued to ask: "Even if you get married, won't you?"

She said: "No, Dashu is very good to me. Why would he say things like hating you? And if we get married, we have to wait until we realize our dreams together."

"Then we've made an agreement."

"Ah."

The story seems to have come to an abrupt end at this point. The blank page in the middle of the comic contains these words: "Just like that, we both went to the same junior high school, but we are no longer in the same class."

"The boy's deskmate became a strange boy. However, the relationship between the two is still very good."

"It's just that we are both fighting for our dreams."

"And that boy is always looking forward to the grand wedding that the two of them promised."

"Is this such a childhood experience?"

"Unfortunately, and a little powerless."

Shigure Qian slowly closed the manga manuscript and diary, then turned off the yellow light, and went to bed. The moment he tossed and turned, he made a decision, "It's better to hand over the manga manuscript and diary to the person named Mayumi Amasaka." It’s a girl.”

"Just to follow the agreement between girls and boys in comics."

"Even if it's like what Dashu said, even though the girl has rejected the boy's confession."

"Just do what you promised. As for the rest, let others worry about it."

Involuntarily, Shigure Qian thought of Daiki Kiriyama who always boasted that he would become a "cartoonist" and vowed to draw all the warm and perfect endings.

"Dashu, but you have to know that not all stories can have happy-endings."

"In a person's life, from the moment he is destined to die, it has been decided that the tragedy will be greater than the comedy."

"It's a curse and it's a blessing."

At night, a half-arc moon hangs high in the sky. Although it is not a full moon, it still emits a cool white light.

(End of this chapter)