Takezawa's Ghost - Episode 26

niece.

The hostess by that name works at a club that is suspected of rip-offs.

While guiding us to the cabaret club, Hirose tells us about his impressions of Mei.

“He’s not the type to be that considerate, and his face… well. He’s charming, depending on how you look at him, but he’s not going to appeal to everyone. But, he seems to be making quite a bit of money.”

Hirose is kind in not just calling her ugly.

That’s a consideration I can’t show.

Now that teasing about appearance has become excessive, we have to call fat people chubby.

Furthermore, consideration is given not only to appearance but also to ability.

This is quite simple, and the word “unique” will suffice when describing a weirdo.

Even if someone makes an inappropriate remark or gets a bad score on a test, if you claim that it’s just their personality, it will feel like a weapon.

Ah, what a wonderful society.

He affirms everyone and says that there is no such thing as a worthless person.

But I can’t go with the flow.

Because I prefer people who take care of themselves and maintain their figure to fat people.

I prefer people who can determine what needs to be done in the moment and act accordingly, rather than people who say things that don’t seem to read the situation.

I like people who study hard more than those who neglect their studies.

This may be due to an illness rather than a personality trait, so it can’t be said for sure that this applies to everyone.

These people have a hard time even living a normal life.

I understand because I, too, have a troublesome disease called analgesia.

Let me be clear here.

It’s not a personality trait. It’s an illness.

I got a doctor’s diagnosis, it’s a legitimate illness. It’s not about my personality or anything like that.

Here again, we see a social tendency to gloss over things.

Because we’ve generalized people based on personality, it’s become difficult to distinguish between people who are truly in trouble and those who are simply lazy.

I’m clumsy, so I can’t fit in with that kind of trend.

So I told Hirose exactly what I felt.

“I see. She’s clumsy and ugly, but for some reason, she’s popular.”

“…Really, that kind of thing hasn’t changed.”

Hirose replied with a sigh.

“You probably can’t fix it now, but are you planning on living your life with that personality? It’ll only be a loss for you.”

lifetime.

If it were 100 years from now, it would have a heavy ring to it.

But someone like me wouldn’t be surprised if I died tomorrow.

I live in a rundown apartment with poor security, so there’s a good chance I’ll be attacked in my sleep by people who have grudges from the past and die in my house tonight.

So the threat doesn’t work.

“Well, it’s all working out.”

“…”

When I gave a casual reply, Hirose looked at me as if I were looking at trash.

I don’t dislike this look.

Because I think this is something that should be directed towards me.

“Yes. We’re here.”

Before long, they had arrived at the cabaret club where Mei worked.

As you would expect, the shop itself is small, unlike the cabaret clubs in front of stations.

“May I nominate him?”

“Okay.”

Hirose replies with annoyance, but she puts up with him anyway.

Although he truly despises me, he still goes along with me.

What is the name of that feeling?

Being uneducated, I couldn’t even find any candidates.