In ancient times, there were great people who regarded eight thousand years as spring and eight thousand years as autumn. In the eyes of immortal beings, mortals in the world are just floating around.
But when it comes to going to work, I still envy humans. At least they have retirement.
But there are no non-human beings working in the world!
So I worked hard to fail the class, and worked hard to become a happy student who could not graduate. I kept adding new failing classes to the school so that I could avoid working part-time.
My senior couldn't bear it and asked me to go work abroad.
As for why - because the usual routine in the world next door is for junior high school students to save the world, but here, I am the only permanent "student", so I was pushed to the shelf.
As for the careers of my seniors?
Just an ordinary person buying medicine.
Motto: No matter how long or short life is, life is inherently beautiful