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There was a time when I, too, thought the world revolved around me.
Well, that's not the case.
It seems the world just spins on its own, driven by money, completely independent of my will, a grand, relentless daily rotation.
I started realizing this around the summer of my second year of high school. No matter how long I waited, no beautiful girls fell from the sky, I wasn't abducted by some secret organization, no terrorists burst into my classroom during lessons. "Why am I even alive anymore?" I'd wonder. It's not like I'm a certain Suzumiya-san, but I was starting to "awaken" to the fact that I had no choice but to accept my own insignificance, or rather, the shittiness of reality. But I was mistaken.
I realized that those kinds of chances, or opportunities – they wouldn't just come to me.
Oh, why didn't I realize this sooner? But there was no time for me to rejoice in this realization.
I immediately took action.
And then, I died (lol).
I was reincarnated.
