Episode 2 – A Guide to Kindness

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“…..Haa.”

My head hurts.

This is not a headache or anything, it’s more like exhaustion from the current state of affairs I’ve found myself in.

“……Haa.”

Oh no…..I can’t stop sighing.

First of all, in this world…..in which I live, there is a frequent reversal of sense of values between men and women.

The same goes for the perception itself, but the news and programs broadcast on TV are changing all the time…or rather, the most frightening thing is that until now I had thought that it was normal to feel uncomfortable in a world that made no sense to me.

“…..Damn it.”

What pisses me off most is that in a world where the tables have turned…..where for some reason men are valued with all their hearts and women are disrespected, I remembered that I had been verbally abusive to my mother.

I was ranting against my mother, who had been so kind to me and who had raised me ever since my father had left.

“No, I know…..this world is ending.” 

In the first place, no one but me realizes that this change is happening frequently…they don’t even notice it.

In other words, I’m the only one……my mother, my friends, no one at school, no one on the street……no one notices.

“……………”

And I’ve told not only my mother, but also my friends.

You know what I mean? I told my mother what I was talking about at the time, and she didn’t have the stones to say anything, but the same look of shock that my friends gave me….that was very touching.

It wouldn’t be strange at all if the world’s balance was disrupted by frequent reversals of sense of values….but these people believed this to be normal and not doubted it…why was it that I was the only one who noticed this? 

“And today is the day when things turned around.”

I realized that my mother was not a dignified mother, but a nervous one.

…Now, I’d be much more at ease if the whole world told me that this was just a huge prank on me.

Maybe I’m just crazy to begin with, and I’m not even sure which world was originally right when I got here…….ah no, this feeling of mine must be right !

“…..I’ve got to go to school.”

I headed off to school, half-heartedly.

The frequent reversal of sense of values means that the way I carry myself as a man is also frequently the opposite in a sense,……well, I don’t have to worry about it because I don’t ride crowded trains and I don’t go to crowded places that often. but I’ve heard that there are some women who try to touch a man’s crotch while drooling, and I feel like such things should only be in erotic manga.

Then I get to school safely and plop down at my desk because I don’t feel like doing anything.

(While this reversal is happening, the arrogance of men is all too apparent. It’s to the point where they hate women that much.)

In this sense, it seems that each family environment is also the worst.

In some homes, sons adore their mothers, but it seems to be rare, and now I’m the best son a mother has ever had……that alone is the end of the world.

“Hey, buy me some juice.”

“Me……?”

“Who else is there but you? Come on, go on.”

The boys in the class are ordering the girls to do as they please.

This would normally cause a huge firestorm, but I pity the girls who can’t seem to resist and do as they’re told…..moreover, everyone in the class thinks it’s normal, and some of the girls look at the boys with hatred.

(This hatred… if the reversal happens again, it will return to blank slate, so what is really going on in this world?)

The only crazy thing is that I’m the only one  that feels weirded out by it all.

I know there are still some things that are hard to accept, but I have too many things to worry about with all these reversals and…..I’m afraid I’m going to get depressed one of these days.

“……Haa.”

That’s why I can’t help but sigh…haa.

In the end, that day, I couldn’t think of anything else until lunchtime, so I grabbed the lunch box my mother had made and ran to the roof…but that’s when I saw something.

“Um…Shinji kun……your lunch.”

“Hey, did you really call me because of that? Why do I have to eat the lunch made by someone like you?”

…That couple is also like this in this world.

Which is right and which is wrong…I was thinking of lines that would be said in an anime, but my mouth dropped open at the scene that followed.

With a bang, Ito dropped Minase’s bento to the ground with great force.

“Ah……!”

“Don’t ever cook for me again. You want to get kicked again?”

“……No, but–“

“See you then. Bitch.

Ito walked toward me, and I hid so he wouldn’t see me.

Minase, left alone on the rooftop, sobbed sadly as she cleaned up the scattered contents of her lunch box.

…Is it normal for women to be oppressed like this?

I knew it was weird to say that, but I went out to the rooftop, even though I knew I was the only one who was weird.

“……Yoshii kun?”

Aiyo~ It’s Sukui Ren.

The way Minase’s usual beautiful face is shedding tears as if it were a lie. …..it’s a man’s nature, after all, to want to hold out his hand when he sees a beautiful girl’s face like this.

“I-I’m sorry for making a mess…I was clumsy and spilled it!”

Minase says that, but I notice it even more.

Part of her beautiful black hair was curled up, as if Ito had been rough with her hair.

I think the reason she’s still dating Ito to this point is because her days with Ito are different from now.

“….You see, I’m such a big eater.”

“……Eh?”

It’s a lie, I’m not a big eater.

I said that and looked into the roughly packed lunch box…the side dishes seemed to be scattered on the sheet that had just been laid out, and although the shape was out of shape, there was no dirt on it.

“Can I have that rather than throwing it away?”

“Um……eh?”

Minase must be wondering what I’m talking about.

Apparently, in this world, a man can basically do anything he wants….it’s a misnomer, but it doesn’t seem like I’ll get scolded much, so I grabbed the tamagoyaki.

Even though I was told not to get my hands dirty, I popped it into my mouth…it was sweet…and had the perfect salt and pepper taste.

　

“Did Minase make this?”

“…..Yeah. I made it.”

“It’s delicious. It’s the best.”

“……!”

When I told her that it was delicious, Minase’s face clearly turned red.

Normally, people would just think it was weird if I acted like this, but now it’s become a world where Minase is embarrassed by it.

“…Well, I don’t know what’s wrong with it. It would be a shame not to eat such a delicious lunch box.”

“……Shinji kun doesn’t always eat it, though. But since I’m dating him, I want to do something as his girlfriend.”

“You’re so strong… you’ll make a really good wife.”

“W-wife !?”

I know everyone says this, but I really envy Ito.

I’m in my second year of high school and we’ve been in the same class since freshman year–that’s why I know Minase is good in many ways.

She’s the perfect girl who’s smart, good-looking, has great style, and can cook…she’s popular, and Ito is envied by everyone.

“Phew.”

“Ah…..you ate all of it.”

“I’m sorry…it was so delicious I couldn’t stop eating it.”

I found myself eating the whole thing….and it was that good.

Well, now that I’ve finished one lunch box, it’s going to be pretty tough to eat the lunch my mother made for me from now on.

But in this world, if I leave my lunch box behind, I wonder what kind of face my mother will make…I guess I should just throw it away, but I can’t do something as punishing as throwing away the lunch box my mother made for me.

“……Sukui kun, you look like a prince.”

“If I’m a prince, most men are better than princes.”

“T-that’s…..”

I’m going to eat my mother’s lunch anyhow.

I was so excited, but I didn’t want to go back to the classroom, so Minase decided to eat her lunch here as well.

I never thought I’d see the day when I’d be eating lunch alone with Minase……I thought as I spent time with Minase, who was looking at me with a curious gaze.

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