Is it perfect? I just put in a lot more than others, but I am so reviled. Why? Is it a mistake for me to work hard? Because of this, I couldn't bear the pressure in my heart and committed suicide by slitting my wrists.
I thought I would die like that, but I woke up in another world. This world is not unfamiliar to me, because it was once my favorite cartoon, and it was precisely because of the characters in it that I had the courage to continue working hard. But now things have changed, and I want to stay away from him, but instead I get closer and closer, even...