I, Koizumi Dai, am an unfortunate woman suffering from a terminal illness. The scientific name of the disease is persecutory delusion, and it seems to often appear in scolding situations, but in my case, it is a disease that actually harms my life. Specifically, I never drink mineral water from my hands because I am afraid of being poisoned by others; I never eat in unfamiliar restaurants because I am afraid that terrorists will invade and attack me; I never set flags easily, as animation novels and movies tell me that this will not lead to good results, etc. In the eyes of others, my life may be extremely painful, but every time I carefully check the curtains under the bed of the bedroom closet and prepare to fall asleep, the peace and comfort that come up in my heart is something that no other matter can bring me. …That's how it was supposed to be, until that day. In the dimly lit school infirmary, the gentle and intellectual school doctor sister used an arm strength that was not suitable for her personality to insert the ink-jet pen into my left eye. The school infirmary, which should have been safe under my repeated inspections, suddenly sprang out from the corner of the school infirmary with soft limbs. The broken limbs, thick blood, and chaotic fighting scenes... Broke a weak and delusional girl's understanding of the world. What I hate the most is this kind of supernatural events that do not comply with scientific laws and are unreasonable! Because isn't this an inevitable and inevitable disaster? ! ?
Intention: It's never wrong to be cautious!