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AliNovel > Redo of a Romanceless Author鈥檚 Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth > Chapter 79.

Chapter 79.

    Chapter 79.


    <b>Chapter 79. Irene. (4/7)</b>


    <span style="font-weight:400">“There’s absolutely nothing wrong with it. So what if it’s a little older and a bit run down? Who cares how random people you don’t know look at you? They know nothing about you, so why care what they think?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“And if you have a friend who’s shallow enough to give a damn about the outward appearance of your home, then they’re just shallow pieces of shit you shouldn’t have ever befriended in the first ce. You should cut all ties with such lousy friends immediately, they’re not worth your time and only want to use you for what you can provide them with.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“It’s what’s inside the house that matters. I don’t mean the outward appearance of the inside. I mean how it feels when you’re inside it. If it feels weing and you can findfort and sce inside your home, even if it’s modest, that’s really all that matters.”


    <span style="font-weight:400">Weing,fort, and sce, is it? It was definitely a different standard from my own. Her values seemed quite different from my own. Still, Rosa’s gentle words seemed to reach Alicia.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Alicia opened her arms wide and gave Rosa a big bear hug while looking extremely happy. “You really are the best girlfriend I have!”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Hahaha, I guess I scored pretty high just now. Did you fall for me?”


    <span style="font-weight:400">“Yeah, I totally fell for you.” She nodded her head up and down several times,pletely serious.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It must be nice being pretty girls. If two macho men reproduced this exact scene, it’d just make my skin crawl.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t help but envision it, and as I thought, a chill ran down my back while the hair on my body all stood on ends. I’ll need to push that image to the back of my mind and never draw upon it again. It was cursed. Truly, too cursed.


    <span style="font-weight:400">What if it was two slender handsome guys instead? I couldn’t help but think a certain group of people might actually be a fan of that… but, I was not such a person in that group of people. I simrly tossed that image to the back of my mind to never be thought of again.


    <span style="font-weight:400">After that little girl''s love moment, with me being the third wheel, the three of us entered Alicia’s home. I couldn’t help but feel I waspletely unnecessary in this scene and I was just here to be a witness to the blossoming romance between the two girls. You know, I was still Rosa’s boyfriend, but it felt less and less like that over time. Somehow, I felt I didn’t belong here. I was an unnecessary hindrance to the growth of their rtionship and I should just leave these two alone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">It might really be... best to not return here after work. I don’t belong as expected. Not in this home, not next to Rosa, not anywhere. I coulde up with some sort of convincing excuse after work. Something came up out of the blue. As for Rosa being a hostage? Utter rubbish. As if a flimsy weak reason like that would be enough to force me to return here.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Being my second visit, I sat down on the couch in the living room without much thought. Rosa, on the other hand, looked about the ce curiously. Simr to how I’d been introduced to her father, Alicia did the same for her. It went much smoother than when she awkwardly introduced me. Rosa, in return, paid her respect to her friend''s father.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The two got along so well to the point it was unnatural. I simply sat there in silence while I watched them interact for hours. I remained like that for hours until it was time for me to leave for my shift. In the end, I wasn’t able to say a single word.


    <span style="font-weight:400">This was how things always ended up for me though. I could never keep things going. Rtionships were tiring. My true nature was one that enjoyed peace and quiet. When there were two talkative people, I felt no need to join in the conversation to keep it going. I simply remained as the outsider and listened in quietly.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Those retorts I asionally had in my head typically never left my mouth. I might ruin the mood between the two happily conversing together. If that was the case, it was better to remain silent in groups. This was how I always found myself in a world of istion. I could deal with a single person, but the more that got involved, the more unnecessary I felt my presence, my tiny insignificant existence was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t be around other people for a long time. In a sense, I was probably the embodiment of the very person who abandoned me. But there was nothing I could do about gics. It was in my blood to live as a piece of shit, a worthless existence that contributed nothing to society. I was a pesky parasite, perhaps a disease. I didn’t want to be like that, so it was best to keep others away to not infect them. To not leach off of them.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Have I thought about trying to change myself? Of course, however, in the end, deep down… I don’t think I really want to change. The reason I don’t change is simple, I’m fine being the way I am. I’vee to ept who I am as a person. I’vee to ept I’ll always be this piece of shit. But honestly, I’m content with being a bottom feeder. I can live a happy enough life just by doing the things I enjoy the most.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I don’t need things like love to survive. Love is, and has always been, something dead to me.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I left Alicia’s ce behind and made my way to work as such dark thoughts swirled about inside my head.


    <span style="font-weight:400">With the same neutral face, Ipleted my shift as usual with Yuna. When I left the store after work, it was snowing. I plugged my earbuds into my phone while I walked. I wanted to listen to some music as I made my way to my home through the thick snow that had piled up and hadn’t been cleared away.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The snow had already reached halfway up my knees. Truly, it was a shitty day. I would not return to Alicia’s.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d simply use the snow as an excuse for being unable to make it. Busses were very dyed due to heavy snow and I couldn’t catch one headed their way no matter how long I waited, I’d simply make that sort of im. It should be good enough.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Today was coincidentally the longest night of the year. The winter solstice. It was almost Christmas, but I couldn’t help but feel it was more natural for me to be alone.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Rosa and I… we should really break up.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’ve resolved her troubles. She’d be fine. Alicia, who she adored, would be there by her side from now on. On Christmas as well.


    <span style="font-weight:400">Haaaah. Christmas was the time of the year where these sorts of thoughts always came over me. It wasn’t a time for joy, or a time of love and cheer for someone like me. It was just another day that didn’t particrly mean anything to a person without family or friends.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The light in my eyes dimmed even more than they usually were. I remembered my words from on the roof and couldn’t help but feel how true it was.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I’d like to disappear like a melting snowke and evaporate. To remove myself from the world and be no more than a transparent ghost that nobody can see. To be something invisible to all those cold distant eyes from the past engraved deep into my body and soul.


    <span style="font-weight:400">While I walked through the snow and the snowkes piled up on my shoulders, I vacantly searched on my phone for a song that fit my current mood best. While I scrolled through my rmendation feed, the snowkes whichnded on the screen melted and returned to their liquid state before they eventually trickled down to the edge and dripped to the ground.


    <span style="font-weight:400">They were reminiscent of cold translucent tears. Like the world was crying or taking pity on me as I trudged through the thick snow. I don’t need your pity world. Nobody’s pity at that.


    <span style="font-weight:400">The liquid that remained on the screen made it difficult to scroll and eventually a video was selected at random.


    <span style="font-weight:400">I was about to press the back button, but I heard the opening soundtrack and suddenly felt like it fit quite well.
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