I uninstalled Huangmao System

[When a person is depressed, he will especially like to watch the sunset. 】

Jingujizuki closed the book, raised his head and stared out the window at the gorgeous dusk in August. He stood up and drew the curtains to block out the sunset.

The last day of summer vacation was the time when high school students were celebrating their youth. Not long ago, Tsuki Jinguji became single again.

Again.

When he first saw the girl's tears, he would still feel cowardly and despicable for his actions, but now, he could hardly suppress his smile.

There was a hint of bitterness in this embarrassed smile, just like the coffee liquid that was extracted with hot water at 97 degrees Celsius in 20 seconds. In the end, it ended up being knocked over by mistake, and the delicate cup fragments were thrown together on the floor. Leave a trace of sadness.

[The host has completed all tasks and acquired all skills. It can be upgraded to version 2.0 or uninstall this system. 】

The young man closed his eyes and made a sound of relief.

"uninstall."

[After uninstalling the system, all memories of the host that have been conquered will be cleared, and the skills acquired by the host will be completely retained. Are you sure to uninstall? 】

"confirm."

[The system is being uninstalled, please wait...]

[Uninstallation is complete, let’s say goodbye and wish you a happy life. 】

Sitting silently on the chair, Jingujizuki raised his right hand and slid the air as usual. The light blue transparent panel he was used to seeing did not appear. His eyes were dull for a while, and Jingujizuki weakly lowered his arm.

Lying back on the chair, he let out a long breath.

Then he couldn't help but raise his right hand, several times in a row, and finally confirmed that the system had completely disappeared.

In the quiet bedroom, the closed curtains in front of me are like projection screens, and the memories of the past three years are reappearing on the screen like a revolving lantern.

Leaning back on the swivel chair, Jingujizuki looked at the well-shaped ceiling in a daze. The intricate ceiling was like giant tuna fish bones, running through the throat from the back of the neck.

When did this thorn start to stick in my throat?

As long as I close my eyes, things about this ceiling will appear in my mind over and over again, like a picture tube TV with a broken remote control, playing the same channel repeatedly.

In any case, Jinguji Yue finally broke free from the shackles of that evil system. He didn't have to worry about strange men he didn't know rushing towards him and committing violence on him while walking on the road.

Those girls lied to their boyfriends about club activities, but they were actually having trysts with other boys on the streets of Shibuya.

A girl with a pure and pleasant appearance was singing in a KTV with her lover of one year. She excused herself to go to the toilet. As soon as she opened the door, she happily got into the arms of another teenager.

Jinguji Yue had experienced this kind of thing countless times.

From the thrilling feeling at the beginning to the numbness at the end, this change gradually became a gap in his heart.

I also knew that it was impossible for a person like him to have friends.

……However.

Tsuki Jinguji had a friend in junior high school, after he obtained the system.

When everyone thought that Jinguji Yue was a scumbag who played with women's feelings, that guy was the only one who always stood on Jinguji Yue's side and thought about him, and truly believed that Jinguji Yue would meet someone who could make him happy in the future. A girl that I will cherish for the rest of my life.

At one time, he regarded Jinguji Yue as his best friend.

Until one time he discovered that this so-called best friend was secretly kissing his most respected sister in the living room of his house.

Jingujizuki lost his only friend.

This is indeed a sad thing, no joke.

……

……

"Yue, are you at home?"

The sound penetrated the glass and was covered with a gray texture. Even so, the sound was still loud and clear, and it made people feel happy.

Jingujizuki stood up, opened the recently closed curtains, and glanced at the girl standing on the street through the window. When the girl saw his figure, she smiled and waved at him, just like an otter patting her belly. .

Without opening the window to communicate with her, Jingujizuki left the bedroom directly, went downstairs, put on his shoes, and gently stroked the cat who came over and pressed his head against the back of his hand. His hands were full of hair, and then he remembered that he had not given it to him today. Bristles.

Opening the door, the girl stood in front of the door lively, with a pair of round amber pupils, sassy short hair reaching her shoulders, and healthy wheat-colored skin, like crystal beads of sweat rolling down from the tips of her forehead. As far as the eyebrows are concerned, they are erased without any image, and a bright and moving smile appears.

Jingujizuki took a look at her outfit, a slightly loose white short T-shirt and red school sweatpants. This combination really seemed haphazard, which was a pity for that beautiful girl's face.

The T-shirt was printed with wildly scrawled black Chinese characters:

【Mountain】

Although it is a bit rude, Jingujizuki thinks that the girl who wears these two words on her body is even more rude to the word "mountain".

The girl's name is Sakurakoji Sakura, and she is a neighbor of Tsuki Jinguji.

For teenagers and girls of their age, the world seems to like to call neighbors who have been together for more than ten years "childhood sweethearts".

If you have to say that, it's not wrong.

"Hello! Yue!"

"Oh, Saakura."

At this time, it is neither the early morning when the sky is whitening nor the late night when dusk is fading. It would be too weird to use "good morning" or "good evening". Instead, let two people who have played in the mud together since childhood say "hello" to each other. That would be extremely embarrassing.

"You can't be taking a nap, your hair is a mess."

"reading a book."

Jingujizuki raised his hand to smooth his hair as he spoke.

The girl showed an incredulous expression: "Why would someone read a book at home on the last day of summer vacation!?"

"how about you?"

"Can't you see? I'm training, and I'm planning to go home and take a shower. I came to see if you're here."

She made a gesture of running in place, and the [Mountain] T-shirt on the flat plain had no ups and downs at all, and it was so empty that it made people feel sympathy. The girl immediately smiled brightly and made a scissor hand gesture towards Jinguji Tsuki.

"You want to see me if you have something to do?" Jinguji Yue asked.

"You can't come if you have nothing to do? Why don't you hang out with the student council president? This is not like you."

"broke up."

The boy's expression didn't change.

"Ah la la~ We've broken up again."

The girl was not surprised at all by such a thing, and looked quite helpless.

Jingujizuki shook his head and lied: "The personality is not suitable."

Sakurakoji Sasura touched her chin and marveled: "You are really a carefree guy."

"The carefree guy is going to review his lessons now. Goodbye."

"Wait a minute!" The girl quickly reached out and grabbed Jinguji Yue's sleeve.

"What's the matter?"

Sakurakoji Sasura pursed her lips, her amber eyes bloomed with a different look, and she glanced at him: "Since you broke up, it means you are very free."

"School starts tomorrow, I have to review..."

"I can't hear you. I can't hear you." Sakurakoji Sakura covered her ears with her hands, pretending to be dumbfounded.

"........."

"Let's go watch the fireworks tonight."

"Fireworks show?"

"Yeah!" She looked at Jinguji Yue excitedly.

"Don't go."

"why!"

"You know, I don't like crowded places."

"How dare you say it? Who was the person who kissed a beautiful girl in a yukata in the crowd at the Summer Festival a week ago?"

Did she actually see it...

Jinguji Tsuki felt regretful.

"Why don't you ask your boyfriend to accompany you? Hey, that guy you've been dating for three years."

Sakurakoji Sakura has a boyfriend, listen to her.

It's a handsome guy from another school, listen to her.

My family runs a construction company, listen to what she said.

During the holidays, I often go on dates with him at places like karaoke and movie theaters to listen to what she said.

However, Jinguji Yue had never seen such a powerful person in person.

"The whole family went on vacation to Hawaii."

"School starts tomorrow, doesn't it?"

"The aristocratic school won't start until October."

Never heard of such a thing.

Well... Jinguji Tsuki has never been to a noble school. Maybe some schools really start in October, so let's just think of it that way. If I continue to find fault, I always feel that things will become very troublesome.

Tsuki Jinguji hates trouble.

"So, just accompany me tonight! Please~ Nei!"

The girl clasped her hands together and closed one eye, showing a cute and pitiful expression that the male high school student could not resist.

However, he refused.

"I have something to do tonight, something very important." The Tokyoite's lie came out of his mouth.

"what's up?"

"I'm thinking about it now." He answered honestly.

Tsuki Jinguji, who wavers between lies and truth, may not be considered a qualified Tokyoite.

Most childhood sweethearts can exercise some kind of privilege. Relying on their deep friendship, they can always force the other party to relax by threatening them with dark history or making unreasonable troubles.

However, Sakurakoji Sakura has never done that kind of thing. She is well aware of Jinguji Tsuki's dark history, and she also knows that if she acts shamelessly, Jinguji Tsuki will be soft-hearted.

Especially when something like that happened between them.

Even so, she never once exercised that privilege.

They are different from ordinary childhood sweethearts. The distance between them is not so close that they can have no scruples about anything. If I have to describe it, it is more like they have the label of "childhood sweethearts" on their foreheads and call each other. Be aware of this all the time.

"Tsk! What a heartless guy!"

"Let me tell you...if you have that kind of time, it would be better to finish your summer homework first."

"You! How do you know I'm not done yet?!"

"You think we've known each other for so many years, but we can't even guess this, and we're still just childhood sweethearts."

From Jinguji Tsuki's point of view, Sakurakoji Sasakura seemed to have been hit on a sore point. She put her hands behind her back, the toes of her sneakers grinding against the ground, she hesitated with a red face, and glanced at him with evasive eyes.

"Then... if you accompany me to the fireworks display, I will finish my homework tonight, how about that?"

"Who cares about you? It's not me who gets scolded."

"Jingu Temple!"

"Any advice, Sakurakoji-san."

Facing his childhood sweetheart who stared at him with gritted teeth, Jinguji Yue looked calm and unafraid at all.

In the end, Jinguji Yue, who had no money and salt, won the game. The girl turned around angrily, leaving him with a beautiful back, and walked into Sakurakoji's house next door to Jinguji's house.

Since we are neighbors, it makes sense.

……

……

At night, after washing up, Jinguji Yue read a book in the bedroom. While reading, he pressed his fingers on his temples, as if counting the words that came into his mind.

Outside the window, gorgeous fireworks slowly rose into the sky and exploded into countless stars.

Distraught by the annoying noise, Jingujizuki raised his head and looked outside the house. The endless stream of fireworks lasted for a full 10 minutes, until the last firework dissipated, and the sudden moment of silence was like the world in the world. Everyone else was completely dead, leaving him lying dazedly in the center of the world.

After the fireworks display, it suddenly started to rain. It was drizzling outside the window, and the room was as cool as an aquarium.

Pulling the curtains tightly, thinking that the second semester would be ushered in tomorrow, Jingujizuki went to bed early and let the early autumn rain tap on the window.

Perhaps it was the realization that he no longer had to seduce, deceive, or kiss women he didn't love.

It's been a long time since the boy had a nightmare.