The meaning of life, I want to know. How to truly live, I want to know that, too.
But after doing and searching hundreds, even thousands of times, after giving everything I had, I still couldn't find the answer.
Why?
I suppose it's because I never managed to understand myself.
Updated weekly. Slow-paced, so please be patient.
Friendly warning: The first volume is a rough draft, with writing that's hard to look at and plenty of plot holes. I'm planning to revise it now (though the writing probably won't be much better…).
This isn't a wish-fulfillment story. It doesn't pander to otaku, and there are no cheats or harem. The protagonist isn't an idiot, and things make sense where it matters, so read with confidence.
Finally, this isn't just a fanfic. It also includes my reflections on life,
because the protagonist is partly based on me.
