To be precise, it's the heroine's sister and her good-for-nothing sister lying flat on her back.
From the first perspective, "I" is my sister.
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One day in a certain year, I suddenly discovered that the world I have lived in for more than ten years is a game (maybe it is a comic or novel?)
After a period of observation, I thought the protagonist was my biological sister who is four years older than me.
My sister is a very good person, she has many characteristics of the protagonist, but she is so good that she seems to be constrained by her ability to survive in this small place.
Although she does not have a good family background, her will is enough to impress everyone, and everyone around her will be attracted to her, like a moth born to chase the sun, involuntarily wanting to get close to her.
But I'm sorry, sister, I am also born not to like to bask in the sun.
'It's so pitiful that you can only live with people like me. '
I looked at my sister who was working hard and thought so.
By the way, I position myself as a passer-by, the kind of passer-by "sister" who only appears in my sister's dialog box in the game for no more than three chapters in the novel.
After all, my dream is to have enough money to feed and clothe myself for the rest of my life before I turn 30, and then start a retirement life decades early, and start living a life of idleness until death.
Many people don't understand me. I understand that everyone has their own ideas. How can I impose my will on others? Elementary school students know that this is wrong.
So I kept my mouth shut and just wanted to live my ordinary day.
"Sometimes I can't help but feel happy. It's great to be alive." It's great that the protagonist is not me.
Intention: Everyone has his own ambition.