In the white ward, two men in isolation suits enter.
"Is he dead?" One person asked, and the other tapped the instrument that displayed a green straight line on the screen, and replied: "Die, he can last so long."
"I have to say that I admire him for being able to survive with the disease for more than ten years." The man in front walked to the hospital bed and looked at the thin young man who was lying quietly on the bed as if asleep, "Although his hobbies are few, they are just mistakes."
"Tortured like a ghost by illness, and still able to read so many books, no wonder the seniors call him…" Another person muttered, took out a book from his cold palm, and read the cover, "Learn to Achieve Everything? Doesn't he understand the truth that study cannot cure illness? Still reading this kind of book is asking for guilt."
"If he didn't find something to do, he wouldn't be able to live now. Seriously ill patients need a little bit of support."
Non-stop movement during small talk together with the book, they stuffed the young man's body into the bag, looked around the clean and empty ward, and prepared to leave after confirming that there were no problems.
At this time, one of them took a note from the sheet with crooked writing on it.
"If I could start my life over again, I want to spend my whole life reading books?" He couldn't help but sneer, "Thinking too much? Do you still remember what to do in the next life? Bless yourself first and don't die in the hospital from the contagious virus again!"
"What are you still delaying? Hurry up, unless you want to take a disinfectant shower."
"Yeah, yeah~ I have to disinfect after going out..." The note was thrown away and fell to the ground. Before long, it would be sterilized and burned to ashes, disappearing from this world forever.
The two took the body and closed the door of the ward.
When the light goes out, it also makes one's traces of existence fall into eternal darkness.
...
"I go."
After leaving the house, the boy greeted his parents, then walked on the sidewalk paved with red bricks while carrying his school bag.
The sun is shining, the spring breeze is gentle, it's April.
The young man has black hair like ink, his temperament is quiet and gentle, his eyes are slightly brown, and his mouth is slightly curved.
As soon as he left the house, he took out a light novel from his school bag and read it carefully.
Reading while walking seems to have become his instinct, going back and forth in the school crowd, action and reading go hand in hand without stagnation.
As an ordinary Japan high school student, although he evokes strange and tragic memories six years ago, Asada Shinichi's peaceful life remains unchanged.
He had just added up the rather obscure fragments of ten years of experience and instilled it with a near-insane obsession with learning.
There are no alternate personalities, and no goals to achieve.
He was still him, just an ordinary boy who loved to study and the memories of what seemed to be called past lives were just decorations for Shinichi, not timely help.
Spring is not only the season for everything to shine with new life, but it is also an important stage for high school students to enter a new semester.
Asada Shinichi, 17 years old, he is a Class B second year high school student at Shuch'iin Academy, sitting at number two, and ranking second in the school for the entrance exam.
It was amazing that no matter what exams or subject rankings, he could firmly hold second rank, not only leading but also unwilling to fall behind, he was nailed to second rank like an iron hammer, so in school was known as the Second Unshakable King.
Some people thought that he was hiding his secret, and that his true strength could completely overpower all the students in the school, but he just gave up because he didn't want to show off, so he was given the title of Shadow Emperor.
Shinichi, who is still stable and independent, can't help but criticize.
Japan students are not good at this, they like to get a lot of inexplicable and secondary nicknames when they are serious. Such as Young Master at the Dinner Table, Flame Witch, Antinomy Dusk Witch, Imperial Dragon, etc. This behavior of labeling people without permission is absolutely disgraceful.
It's best to be secretly happy to hear it, people will be embarrassed, and their image must be maintained.
Just like now, even though unfamiliar or unfamiliar students greeted him, Shinichi only raised his head and responded with a smile, then continued to immerse himself in the courtyard, showing his image as a good student.
No one is surprised, after all he's been like this since first grade, good at reading as he goes.
"Shinichi, good morning."
There was a greeting that was quite familiar coming from beside him, and Shinichi, who had responded many times, turned his head reflexively. Looking at the energetic youth of the same age behind him, he couldn't help but laugh.
"It's dangerous to hold word cards while walking? Studying hard is good, but you also have to pay attention to safety."
"You are the person most unqualified to say anything about me! Really..."
Rubbing his forehead as if he had a headache, Yuiga Nariyuki had short brown hair and glasses, and looked like a good student, put down the word card in his hand, shook his head and sighed.
"The others are studying but you are reading novels, is this a second grader?"
Shinichi shrugged, and replied nonchalantly: "It has nothing to do with second rank. When it's time to study, I'm more serious than anyone else."
"Even so, it's still amazing. I really envy you geniuses… If I dare to relax for a day, maybe the rankings will drop."
Only Nariyuki tightened the word card in his hand with lingering fear.
"The way of learning is loose. It's not good for you to study hard like this, but it will damage your body." Shinichi rolled his eyes and said casually, "If you believe me, remember to give yourself two hours every day to cultivate interest, engage in outdoor activities, and expand interpersonal communication relationships, your study efficiency will be higher. At least don't think about it too much. This is not a world where good academic performance means all is peaceful."
"Too bad that you, a man who reads all day, could say such words… Well, I will remember it in my heart." Nariyuki put the word card back in his pocket, and sighed softly.
Shinichi didn't care, what he said might not apply to everyone, but Nariyuki himself was a hardworking genius who could barely study well by doing his best. Like he said, if Nariyuki slacked off even a bit, he would be left behind.
So he only said that because he cared about his friend's health. He didn't want to mention some arrogant words like lucky.
But because Nariyuki kept the word cards, Shinichi was too embarrassed to continue reading his book, and just put the novel back into his school bag, and walked side by side with Nariyuki, chatting with each other.
Yuiga Nariyuki is one of Shinichi's few friends at Shuch'iin Academy.
Due to the relationship between the two sitting next to each other in their first year of high school, there are frequent academic exchanges, usually Shinichi teaches more, but Nariyuki listens more. Thanks to this, Nariyuki also increased his grades very quickly, at least in the fierce competition among elite schools, there was no problem applying for a scholarship.
Save energy for studying, and can help the family more. Nariyuki, who comes from a poor family, sees Shinichi as a benefactor and close friend. Shinichi also thinks that Nariyuki is a good friend with a simple, serious, kind-hearted, and big-hearted personality.
So after this year, their relationship has grown a lot...
Don't get me wrong, to be precise it's a relationship that can borrow money within one month without interest for about 20,000 yen. Of course, Nariyuki was the only one with no money to borrow, so this was the level of friendship assessed by Shinichi himself.
Overall, they are friends.
There's someone to chat with along the way, and the otherwise boring journey lives a little more.
It didn't take long for the classroom to arrive, the two had continued their fate from last year and were still placed in the same class, but they weren't at the next desk.
After separating from Nariyuki, Shinichi sat down in his seat, and as he put down his school bag, the male student in front turned and smiled at him with a slightly raised and arrogant mouth.
"Hey, second rank, how were your preparations for today's test? Are you ready to fall to third rank?"
Frowning slightly, Shinichi tilted his mouth and clicked his tongue.
"Before worrying about me, worrying about not being overtaken by Nariyuki, third rank."
Thick bangs almost covering the eyes, Uesugi Fuutarou who looked a little gloomy snorted.
"Such a pain... Just wait and see, I will definitely surpass you in this exam!"
"Shinichi, Fuutarou, don't drag me into your fight!" It seemed that the sound was too loud and reached the seats next to the two rows, and Nariyuki shouted at them with an innocent face, but no one paid any attention.
Fuutarou looked back after the harsh words, his face became serious, and he started concentrating on writing his own practice questions.
Shinichi didn't care, took out his novel and continued reading.
After all, this guy could be considered his friend in a way… Wait, it's better to rank above acquaintances and below friends.
Uesugi Fuutarou, although he is a simple and poor academic student like Yuiga Nariyuki, but he is utilitarian, has a low EQ, and has a flamboyant personality, so he is not as popular as Nariyuki in class.
But Shinichi knew that this person was actually a tsundere, and when he asked for help, except for borrowing money, he would basically agree half-heartedly, and he would do his best to do what he wanted, and he would never be reckless.
For example, if he asked him to buy canteen bread, he would not only try his best to narrow the small shop's canteen space after class, but also help Shinichi purchase the rarest premium products.
Only then will Shinichi admit that he is his friend.
What makes Fuutarou always target him, since the beginning of high school he deliberately wanted to take the second ranking position in the exam, and he always made childish provocations like that.
But it was a pity that throughout high school, these two people had a relatively close relationship with him, and this friendship had become rare.
Even if he wasn't transferred, Shinichi wasn't the type who would take the initiative to communicate with others.
He didn't have many friends, and he was rarely approached by anyone, and spent most of his time reading alone.
Just like a person accompanied by illness and loneliness in memory, on the path of learning. Even though there were many people around him, he had to go alone in the end.
In the morning, the soft, bright sunlight shone through the glass and splashed a warm yellow color on the ground. Shinichi, who was sitting in the penultimate seat in the last row, was reading a book carefully.
His slender fingers rested on the pages of the book, and his dark hair was dyed with bright light and shaded by the warm sunlight, slightly illuminating his thin and white face.
Slightly closed eyes revealed seriousness and concentration, thin slightly pursed lips drew a soothing arc, backs straight didn't move, the whole person seemed to be isolated from the world, dividing the space between him and the classroom, only deeply immersed in their own world.
Ding dong dong dong——
The class bell rang suddenly accompanied by melodious music, on the tenth day of the second year of high school, Shinichi's lesson today officially begins