Okay, maybe I'll start to change.
That's what I thought a few days ago, until I heard one sentence that made me lose hope
"Sorry, but you really can't"
I've tried applying for various jobs, but the results are zero.
No wonder, I dropped out of school anyway.
Honestly, I'm confused myself, why did I decide to drop out of school?
At first I thought about starting my own business so school wasn't important, but now I realize.
That was just my excuse to be lazy.
And I really didn't think about my future.
I'm stupid.
Now I'm alone here.
In debt to the landlord, luckily he's a good person, so I'm still given time.
If only my older sister was still here, she would definitely help me find a job.
Even though she was a very good person to me.
But until the end of her life, I was just a burden to her.
Even after her death I really don't feel guilty at all.
When my life was on the brink...
Then I realized that I was a person lower than trash.
But what has passed cannot be changed, I better think about the present.
I was hungry.
So I decided to cook instant noodles.
When I opened the cupboard, there were no instant noodles there.
Strange...
Even though I remembered that I still had one instant noodle.
I wanted to buy more, but my finances were really running low.
Suddenly I heard a very loud squeaking sound, it almost made my heart jump out.
After that I searched and approached the source of the sound, the closer I got, the more I saw a familiar silhouette.
Oh, it turned out to be Bino.
This mouse is albino, so I named it "Bino."
He has been with me for a long time even when I was still at my parents' house.
"..."
My parents huh?
Ah... Those words came back to me.
"Why is she willing to die... Just to save a useless child like you!"
"Get lost!"
Damn.
Bino's squeaking voice was heard again, he suddenly jumped onto my shoulder, as if he understood what I was thinking.
"Bino..."
"Thank you"
After petting and playing with Bino for a while, I decided to go out.
For what?
Of course to scavenge.
From scavenging I can find interesting items, especially in the trash can behind the bakery.
If there is leftover food, they don't sell it cheaply but throw it away, even though the condition is still good.
I decided to go there.
While walking I saw a very beautiful view of the city in the afternoon.
The sky was purple.
What is it called?
Twilight zone or whatever.
If I'm not mistaken when the twilight zone occurs it will make spirit creatures stronger.
I should come back before nightfall.
From a distance I saw a young man sitting next to the trash can behind the bakery.
The person looked the same age as me, about 18 years old.
His hair blonde, his clothes were also quite nice for a scavenger.
I went over to him.
"Hello boss! Looking for food too?" The person said.
He was talking to me, right?
To make sure, I checked to see if there were other people around.
There weren't any.
"Ehm... Who are you?"
The person replied, "Don't be so tense, boss, just relax."
Who wouldn't be tense when an unknown scavenger suddenly called out to them?
(Even though he was also a scavenger)
"My name is Alex, let me introduce myself. Who are you, boss?"
It felt impolite to say this, but his way of speaking was very strange.
I replied, "My name is Cello, let me introduce myself, boss."
What the heck, why did I follow his way of speaking?
"Cello? That's really strange, boss. It's like the name of a musical instrument, haha!" Alex replied.
Well, what can I do, I wasn't the one who decided on the name.
So I replied, "Don't compare it to a musical instrument, boss."
It felt like my mouth moved on its own to say "boss" is this a curse?
"Enough, come eat here boss. There's still a lot."
"Thank you boss!" I replied
"No need to be shy boss!"
After that we chatted for quite a while while eating.
He told me a lot of things. For example, the life he lived, as usual, the complaints of a scavenger.
His fate was very sad. He said about two months ago he was in another world, the world where he came from. But he died after being hit by a truck and when he woke up he was here.
A classic story, when I heard his story I thought he had a syndrome.
But there have been many similar cases that have been proven true, people like that are usually called a "Newcomer"
Then I asked him about his way of speaking which always used the word "boss" and how I also said it.
He said that since he was in this world, his way of speaking became strange and everyone who talked to him would also follow his strange way of speaking. Luckily my way of speaking could return when I talked to other people.
It seemed like this was a curse from a newcomer, because from what I know, a newcomer will bring a curse whether it is a trivial curse or even bring disaster, which is why newcomers are often shunned.