Three Days of Happiness

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On top of that, thirty years to go was much too little going on from twenty. I must come down with some major illness, right? Or get in an accident?

Three Days of Happiness Essay: The Tragedy of Himeno Three Days of Happiness Essay: The Tragedy of Himeno

We were both silent because we knew that if we opened our mouths, the voice would ooze out. We kept our mouths firmly shut and sat there, enduring. Look, maybe you're telling me this 'cause you're worried I'll get hurt and lose hope. But couldn't telling me be considered taking away the reason I'm getting hurt and losing hope? Yeah... Like, I bet you thought if I didn't hear the situation directly from you, but from Himeno's mouth, it'd hurt a lot more. That was pretty meddling of you."Wakana was a girl from college, younger than me. I'd planned to invite her out to eat or something. And if things went well, I would have wanted to spend the rest of my short life with her. The elevator didn't work, so I had to take the stairs to my destination of the fourth floor. I sweat with each step I climbed, taking in musty air, lit by yellowed fluorescent lights. I began to doubt the shop a second time. Maybe this was a setup for a TV show, or a psychological experiment. No, maybe it was just a nasty prank...

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At any rate, I clearly remember one girl with gloomy prospects fiercely insisting "You can't assign a value to a person's life." That viewpoint was rather novel to me at the time. To a grade schooler, their school is their whole world, so it's unthinkable that it would have such things as pros and cons. If I'd known at that point that Himeno had already gotten pregnant, married, gave birth, divorced, and by then had completely forgotten me, I likely would have been more romantic with Wakana. I didn't feel like leaving a message on the answering machine. I decided to send a text instead, telling her I'd called. Her fashions seemed too young for her age, and the way she threw the food seemed restless; watching her filled me with a feeling I can't say for sure what it was.Sorry this is so sudden, but do you want to go anywhere tomorrow?" It was blunt, but I was being careful not to ruin Wakana's impression of me. I sent it.

3 Days of Happiness (I Sold My Life for Ten Thousand Yen per 3 Days of Happiness (I Sold My Life for Ten Thousand Yen per

After going through an alley and up some stairs, I found the bookstore. I tried to go there many times afterward, but I could never remember where it was. Even when I attempted to look it up, I always forgot the store's name.Thanks to her, I couldn't truly be number one, and thanks to me, Himeno couldn't truly be number one. What's the difference between lifespan and time?", I asked. "Not sure about the difference between lifespan and health, either." If you didn’t get it yet, our protagonist is “terribly depressed”. This seems to be because he wanted to achieve great fame when he was a child, but that didn’t really work out and now he’s just an average Joe. The horror. Oh, and also always had trouble socializing or whatever. The average adolescent problems, but as mentioned previously, the protagonist has a terrible habit of self-pitying. The novel feels like it was made to be relatable to young unhappy people, but given the mixed messages and the moral it gives (more on that later), if you actually identify with the protagonist, consider seeking professional help. This isn’t on the level of relatively harmless self-insert of the likes of “lone wolfs” like Oreki, Hachiman or Ayanokouji. The mc here has issues and it’s not really the other’s fault. Reading the too-long title of this manga you may assume it would be about exploring the ramifications of weighing human life and killing yourself for something as paltry as about three thousand dollars. We'd be following someone who had already committed suicide in this universe's roundabout way. Perhaps exploring an extended version of the phenomenon where people who have jumped to their death felt regret the second they let go. Obviously observed in survivors. Yeah, if you were selling the chance to live the same life as her, I wouldn't give that a value, I thought. Probably ask for a disposal fee, actually.