Is My Life Ordinary? - Chapter 163

Since I have nothing special to do today night I decided to do something that I haven’t done in long time, i.e., to read something. Of course I read school’s books… sometimes. But I am talking about something like a novel or light novel or maybe a comic or manga. Anything but since I don’t own a vast category I intend to read such stuff on the internet.

It’s better and more efficient since I have to use no money, and it’s true also since it’s kind of a hassle to find the volume or the novel that I need since the publication takes a little more time to get hold of it. Just search it on the internet and everything in hand in a matter of seconds. But yes it’s not good the author since it’s usually the prating sites. But either they should make the physical copy such that anyone is able to get a hold onto it and support the author otherwise it’s going to get pirated. But that’s for some other time.

I searched around the internet to read something good and encountered a comic that is based on cycles. The synopsis didn’t say something special that struck me with any sort of excitement but based on how it was rated I got a little curious and after searching on the gogle it turned out that, it is one of the top tier comics.

So I picked it up. I don’t know if it’s continuing or finished but to know that I had to read 300+ episodes and I am confident that it won’t be ending anytime soon.

It took me almost an hour to reach twenty chapters and I was engrossed in it. But I should stop before another cliffhanger comes up.

I put aside my phone and placed it on charge. After experiencing low battery at a crucial time I started to take special notice about my phone’s battery. I better get used to using it unlike before, I have to rely on it as compared to any other human being.

And before I realized it, I was already inside a blanket and was feeling my consciousness fading away. I wonder if death feels like this as well? Is it painful? Or does our body get numb that we don’t feel any pain. Which is it? Also what does one feel when they are close to the grim reaper? And why am I having thoughts of such a thing at this moment…? I… don’t know… but I feel like… I am being forced to think about it… what happens to the people who cherished them…?

All these thoughts made my brain restless and especially, mentally exhausted.

…

{Is she dead?}

A person is black asked in a serious voice. Who is…

{Yes. But what should I do about this…?}

What? Are they looking at me? Why? Why am I being dragged around? I feel pain but at the same time it’s happening so fast that I can’t even cry in pain.

{Stupid brat! Just do as I say…!}

The same look again. Who is he? The voice I recognise but I can’t make out who, the same ring but looking scarier than before. Who is he?

{I don’t know if you can remember this but you weren’t of any use till now… but with this! With this you can be of use to me..!}

Is he talking to me? If yes, then why isn’t he looking at me? Why is he making decisions before I could spit a word…? Why?

…

I woke up to the sound of an alarm.

“What a weird dream it was…” I mumbled to myself as I tried to move.

Still, who is that man? I know I have heard his voice but every time there is some slight alteration, and the only similarity is his ring. That dragon shaped ring he wore. Nevertheless every time I see him or I am in his presence then I feel somewhat powerless. I wonder why that is?

Anyway I don’t have much time to think about it. Since I have to go to school. I got up and went to the washroom to lighten up my gloomy mood. I am not denying the fact that I am usually gloomy but I do realize today is much worse than usual.

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On my way to the school I encountered a certain figure that left me stupefied.

The girl that I met not too long ago is standing right beside my arch enemy. She was holding hands with the President. And seemed to be enjoying it. Is she his little sister? Now that’s unexpected and something I can’t take lightly. Not because he has a little sister but because her sister knows me and she might spill the beans about me to him and who knows how he will twist the facts again. And if I remember correctly her name was Rika, right?

Just like the times on the stage, he convinced everyone with his reasoning and what if he uses his sister as a means to spoil my name like claiming me to be a pervert or something. Anything is possible if it is him.

I tried to save my face and went from the other side but small childrens are much more enthusiastic than an average person. She instantly called out to me. What did she call me? Of course not. The only word I am hearing is ‘Mister! That Mister from that time! Big Brother is the one I was talking about!’ At least she doesn’t know my name. Instead of stopping, no I shouldn’t stop at any cost. I walked past the crowd.

But small steps are much better in a crowded area.

I was in a crowded place because of the red light next to me so I had difficulty making an exit but she came to me in an instant and held onto my pants. For a moment I thought of shrugging it off but I can’t do that in a situation like this. So I stopped and walked out of the crowd of course holding her hand.

“W-Why didn’t you stop when I called you…?!” With her high pitched yell she threw some small punches at me. “I had to go through this much trouble!”

“Ouch…” I said.

“W-Wai- Rika! Don’t go off on your ow-”

Even before he could say another word he saw my face and in a matter of seconds he came onto me with a full intent to blast me off. But I can’t let him do that or anyone, so before his puch could reach me I pulled her sister up and placed in front of him. Of course I wouldn’t get violent here.

Even I know some social etiquettes. I can’t cause a ruckus in a public area and most of all, I shouldn’t get into any trouble with him especially.

“Big Brother…?” Rika looked surprised by the sudden change of behavior in her brother’s atmosphere.

“R-Rika what are you doing with him…?” He glared at me as he snatched the girl from me.

“I told you about the person who I met a few days ago, it’s him. But I don’t know his name… Big Brother you know him?” Rika asked.

“I-I-” He seemed conflicted. Either he tries to be a good brother and introduces me but he would lose another thing. You wouldn’t want the enemy to exploit your weaknesses. And based on how he reacted it’s pretty clear that his love for her isn’t something to take lightly. But if he refuses to know me he would have to lie but if I were to say I know him, he would be like a bad brother since he lied to her face.

“Big brother…?”

“Yes… I know him.” He acknowledged it.

“Really?! Then are you two close?” Rika asked with sparkling eyes. I wonder who she takes from, I can say for sure that it isn’t his father or his brother.

“I-I-” The glittering sparkles kept on hitting the President and he seemed to be getting weaker. The power of cuteness really is admirable. Would he also back down if I act cute?

“Yes I know him very well~!” He grabbed onto my shoulder and tried to put on a fake smile or more like a wry smile. Hey, at least try to hide your hostility to me in front of her sister.

“Yay! Now I have two big brothers~!” Rika smiled.

“Rika! You can’t say such words so easily…” President revolted in anger but tried not to vent it out on her. Also is he that much against the idea about me having her call me a Big Brother? But it would be werder if he had accepted it.

“Why? Big Brother is big brother and if you two are close to them isn’t he also my big brother…?” Rika asked.

It’s quite funny to see the sophisticated President turn into such a soft hearted person in front of her sister. If I were to tell someone about this then no would believe it, not because it is from me but because it’s of the President.

TO BE CONTINUED…