I am not a strong person, I am not a strong person. I muttered as I recalled my 40 years of life. My socially fearful personality made me stay at home and read cartoons and games, my task-based marriage was loveless and short-lived, and my survival-style work was depressing and inactive. I, an ordinary person, ended up on the rooftop of the twentieth floor unable to repay a loan I borrowed for a friend. Who the hell would miss such a mediocre life? If there is a next life that makes me so strong that I can't control it, I will jump down with an unwilling roar and longing for the next life. Duang,,, duang,,, duang,,, the system starts.
