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I attended school. I attended classes normally and took notes of the subjects' contents. My classmates were making a fuss due to the delicate atmosphere at school, but I did not care and focused on the teacher's explanation. To others, classes might be boring and it was a process that they wanted to escape from...

'It's fun,' I thought to myself. That's right. It was fun. Most of all, I was pleased with the fact that my mind was peaceful and calm. For some, the school lessons were boring. However, to me, the classes had a greater healing effect than the extraordinary Mental Care System.

'Ahhh, I wish I could just continue living like this.' I wanted to meet my friends normally. I also wanted to have a normal relationship with an ordinary woman I met by chance. I wanted to go home and play games, as well as watch TV without thinking about anything. I wanted to take the midterm exam… If I continued to study with this mindset, I would probably get the best grades I've ever gotten. Then, if I went home with that report card... If I went home...

"..." I stopped writing with the pen I was taking notes with. I remembered the straight back of the man who stood in the kitchen with an apron hung around his neck. "Ehem." I shook the thought away and started taking notes again.

"Ah, wouldn't the school...