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My personality that I cultivated until then doesn't change easily just by the environed
The servile personality that I hate e in appearance too
It's only in 2D that ugly people can become beautiful by effort
Or, the foundation to become beautiful
In my case, I was not able to expect it no matter how hard I work
It can only be done with plastic surgery
I have an unchanged zorow up, and refined
I knew that I was called as Real Horror Child, in short Rihoko behind h I didn't mind it because I was h school, still, there was the thing that boiled in the depths of my heart
It's Wakaba Hiiro who irritates my heart the most
She hardly takes communication with others in the same way as me
And yet, she receives the exact opposite evaluation fros with me
The difference is the difference of the appearance
Soirls didn't seem to like it, and rant covered with jealousy
Whenever I saw it, it's like a ly like those people?
The answer is obvious
As for ly
But, it's not hopeless
Then, what should I have done?
Wouldthat my life was a mistake froly, the inside is not ugly
Because the appearance is ugly, there's the environuy who says that "I don't mind the appearance" is ave
I want to be reborn
To a proper appearance this time
It doesn't need to be a beautiful woman
I want to become a common appearance at least
I didn't even think that such escapis because of low blood pressure
I often can't wake up for the first hour of the school's class
I couldn't support ish body on that day, and fell on the desk
I hear the voice reciting Okazaki-sensei's classical literature like a lullaby
Okazaki-sensei is a good person who pays attention to h school
I let go ofthe voice
When I woke up next, it was an unknown ceiling
It's not the school's classrooh I fall down several times by anemia and have visited the school infir there
When I try to stand up and look around the surroundings, it was impossible to do it
My body doesn't move as I want
There's no power at all
In the situation that anything can't be understood, there was so that jumped into view suddenly
It's the hand
It's a small, small, hand
It's totally like a baby's
I was confused