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やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9 Quotes
やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
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やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9 Quotes
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“Trying to not hurt others is something you can't do. People are creatures who hurt others just by existing even if they're not aware of it. Whether you're living or dying. you'll always be hurting someone. Once you're involved, you'll hurt someone, and even by not being involved, you might be hurting someone else as well...”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
“To cherish someone means to have the resolve to hurt then”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
“Tossing out ideas itself was good. Stimulating the conference was something that should be welcomed.
I didn’t mind if a formal brainstorm was chosen for the sake of presenting many ideas.
But in the brainstorm and conference we were holding where nobody’s ideas were rejected, there was no foreseeable conclusion in sight.
The conference I thought was proceeding on smoothly was beginning to look nonsensical.
When I noticed, my hands recording the minutes had stopped. I loosely let my hands hang under the desk and sat there in silence watching the conference. The expression that I had was completely different from those who were energetically involved in the discussion. They had vivid and bright smiles floating on their faces. That was when I noticed.
They were all enjoying this moment. That’s to say, they were enjoying this exchange between each other. What they wanted wasn’t the very idea of volunteer
service, but the self-acknowledgement of them doing these activities.
It’s not that they wanted to do work. They just wanted to be immersed with the feeling of working. They just wanted to feel like they were actually doing it.
And then, they would feel like they did everything that they could, where ultimately, everything had turned into nothing.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
I didn’t mind if a formal brainstorm was chosen for the sake of presenting many ideas.
But in the brainstorm and conference we were holding where nobody’s ideas were rejected, there was no foreseeable conclusion in sight.
The conference I thought was proceeding on smoothly was beginning to look nonsensical.
When I noticed, my hands recording the minutes had stopped. I loosely let my hands hang under the desk and sat there in silence watching the conference. The expression that I had was completely different from those who were energetically involved in the discussion. They had vivid and bright smiles floating on their faces. That was when I noticed.
They were all enjoying this moment. That’s to say, they were enjoying this exchange between each other. What they wanted wasn’t the very idea of volunteer
service, but the self-acknowledgement of them doing these activities.
It’s not that they wanted to do work. They just wanted to be immersed with the feeling of working. They just wanted to feel like they were actually doing it.
And then, they would feel like they did everything that they could, where ultimately, everything had turned into nothing.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
“You get used to it, you act friendly, and you become a
shell of your former self.
At some point, you would package this situation, labeling
it as “every day”, and send it to the depths of your
memories. There was no doubt you would try to justify it
as something like a memory as well.
“Time was the medicine to everything.”
But that was wrong. Time was nothing but a slow
inducing poison. It gradually eroded things of the past,
with the only purpose of ending things and forcing you
into resignation.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
shell of your former self.
At some point, you would package this situation, labeling
it as “every day”, and send it to the depths of your
memories. There was no doubt you would try to justify it
as something like a memory as well.
“Time was the medicine to everything.”
But that was wrong. Time was nothing but a slow
inducing poison. It gradually eroded things of the past,
with the only purpose of ending things and forcing you
into resignation.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
“Time was the medicine to everything.”
But that was wrong. Time was nothing but a slow inducing poison. It gradually eroded things of the past, with the only purpose of ending things and forcing you into resignation.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
But that was wrong. Time was nothing but a slow inducing poison. It gradually eroded things of the past, with the only purpose of ending things and forcing you into resignation.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
“It’s not that I want us to understand one another, be friends, talk, or be together. I don’t need them to understand me. I know they won’t, and I don’t wish them to. What I’m looking for is something harsher and more severe. I want to know. I want to understand. I want to know so I can feel relief. I want peace of mind, because ignorance is absolutely terrifying. Complete understanding is such a self-righteous, selfish, and arrogant thing to wish for. It’s despicable and repulsive, really. I’m beyond disgusted with myself for wanting it.
But if—if we could feel the same way…
If we could impose that ugly self-satisfaction on one another, if there’s some sort of relationship that could permit that arrogance…
I know something like that is absolutely impossible. I bet I’ll never attain something like that.
I’m sure the grapes out of my reach are sour.
But I don’t need fruit sweet like lies. I don’t need false understanding or phony relationships.
What I want is those sour grapes.
Even if it’s sour, even if it’s bitter, even if it tastes bad, even if it’s pure poison, even if it doesn’t exist, even if I can’t acquire it, even if what I want cannot be allowed…
“Still…” The word came out of me unbidden, and even I could hear it trembling.
“Still, I…” I fought down the sob that nearly escaped and tried to swallow the sound along with the rest of the sentence, but they both came out in fragments. My teeth rattled, and my throat was tight as the words left my mouth anyway.
“I want…something real.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
But if—if we could feel the same way…
If we could impose that ugly self-satisfaction on one another, if there’s some sort of relationship that could permit that arrogance…
I know something like that is absolutely impossible. I bet I’ll never attain something like that.
I’m sure the grapes out of my reach are sour.
But I don’t need fruit sweet like lies. I don’t need false understanding or phony relationships.
What I want is those sour grapes.
Even if it’s sour, even if it’s bitter, even if it tastes bad, even if it’s pure poison, even if it doesn’t exist, even if I can’t acquire it, even if what I want cannot be allowed…
“Still…” The word came out of me unbidden, and even I could hear it trembling.
“Still, I…” I fought down the sob that nearly escaped and tried to swallow the sound along with the rest of the sentence, but they both came out in fragments. My teeth rattled, and my throat was tight as the words left my mouth anyway.
“I want…something real.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
“It wasn’t all that long ago since Tamanawa became the student president. He had a rather impressive appearance that I misunderstood, but he was just like Isshiki in that it was only recently since he became president.
That’s why he wanted people’s opinions and would listen to them. Only after getting consent would he take action. To avoid problems from springing up, he would adjust them after the fact without turning it into a dispute.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
That’s why he wanted people’s opinions and would listen to them. Only after getting consent would he take action. To avoid problems from springing up, he would adjust them after the fact without turning it into a dispute.”
― やはり俺の青春ラブコメはまちがっている。9
