As a player, can you be normal?

Extra 2: I, Marjie, hum
My name is Marger.

Horses from Malaysia.

Erkan's Er.

Jack's Jack.

I was born with an extraordinary destiny.

I will live in dire straits all my life.

I will die extraordinary.

"Marjie, you are on duty today!"

"Huh, no problem." I coldly agreed to the head teacher's request.

There is no way, when the day I take control of the world, sooner or later she will become one of the women wearing a miniskirt to worship me.

Hahaha……

This is……

Class teacher: "Marjie! Suck that saliva back for me!"

Back to the point.

last week.

I rescued a boy who was bullied by villains.

The young man worshiped me, but I refused his worship because only women can worship me.

After school.

I watched the sunset alone.

Thinking about that boy's fate.

He is a weakling... ah no, a weakling, so I want to protect him. Of course, part of the reason is because he helped me trigger a side mission.

[Become a doctor and dominate the nurses in the hospital]

I remember that his legs and feet were not convenient.

Cripple?

No...that day he said it was a rare disease.

Could it be that...the body's functions have been irreversibly damaged due to physical, chemical, or virus or germ damage to the brain?

How do I save him.

I looked at the sunset, the sunset looked at me, and dusk hit the side of my face.

what……

I see.

……

Today is February 5.

Light rain.

heavily clouded.

I stole the wheelchair out of my house that had been stored for years.

After my unremitting efforts, I finally found the boy today.

I pushed a wheelchair, wore a raincoat, and hid in dark alleys, spying on every move of the weak like Bruce Wayne.

The boy was standing in front of a shop.

His hands on crutches today were covered with bandages. The poor guy must have been bullied again.

It's okay, I understand.

After all, I use my body to bully their fists every day.

The owner of the shop came out.

Not knowing what he said to the boy, he turned around in disgust and entered the shop.

I see it.

Do even adults want to bully him... Humph, poor young man.

Let me give you the last warmth.

I pushed the wheelchair and rushed over like an albatross, knocking the boy squarely into the wheelchair.

Without him realizing it was me.

I ran to the other side without looking back.

Only a righteous figure was left for him.

Humph.

Do good things.

Anonymous.

My name is Marger.

This is my repayment.

……

My name is Li Nuo.

Oh shit.

I originally wanted to make some Molotov cocktails to light those three bastards who beat me up.

As a result, I bit my hand...

Minors really can't play with fire.

but……

This revenge must be avenged.

What should I do……

I took a look at the "Must-Read Information for Teenagers" that my mother gave me the day before yesterday: Don't eat other people's food casually, or you will turn into a pig; don't be a person without a job, or you will be turned into a small animal; don't be blinded by money. Will be swallowed by the devil; money can buy friends but cannot satisfy the inner loneliness...

Damn... fooling a fool.

If it were so good, good people would have been rewarded long ago.Wait a minute...

Work, money, animals, loneliness...I have a solution!

A lonely sport where adults use money to buy tools in their spare time at work - fishing!
The next day, I found a fishing tackle shop.

Maybe it was because it was raining, but the shopkeeper came out very considerately.

"Child, what's wrong?"

"Uncle, do you sell fishing gear here?"

"Selling... Haha, I understand, you are selling fishing bait to your father, right?"

"You are really good at joking. I didn't know that my father's bait spilled into those women's mouths."

"what……?"

"Uncle, can your fishing gear here be used to catch people?"

"what?"

"I'm referring to the kind that are about 150 centimeters tall and weigh less than 90 pounds. The fishhook can ensure that it goes through their lips, allowing these bastards to keep flopping in the water, and also ensures that I can pull them up at any time. The kind you throw back again—a big iron hook!”

"Are you causing trouble? Stay away from me."

"Hey...Uncle...you can give me some fishing line! The kind that binds people and they will never break free! Hey!"

I was rejected.

This uncle seemed to hate me and even thought I was teasing him.

I was serious.

How about changing to a fishing tackle shop...

but……

It’s very difficult for me to walk with a cane in both hands...

If only I had a car right now...

Ah!
When I recovered, I was knocked into a wheelchair by a guy.

This bastard hit my leg...damn...it hurt like hell.

Where's the crutch?
Holy shit!Fell into a ditch!
But my hands can’t push the wheelchair...

The uncle in the fishing tackle shop looked at me as if he was looking at a retarded person.

I turn my head away.

Looking at the guy pushing me into the wheelchair.

You are trying to trick me on purpose, right...

I remember your back...

You wait for me...

My name is Li Nuo.

This is the revenge of my life.

……

Time flies.

It is already 2030.

Li Nuo was cleaning the storage boxes at home.

"cough……"

"What is this... a piece of dirt."

With empty eyes, he saw an old wheelchair among the pile of junk.

Memories came flooding back to me instantly.

He closed the cabinet door.

Returning to the desk, I wrote on the notepad: Don’t forget the mid-rain rain when I was 12 years old, and the hatred of the wheelchair was not avenged that day.

Then Li Nuo looked at the clock.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

He went to the "Endless Corridor" without hesitation. Cha Bai was obsessed with "Monopoly" recently, and he had nothing to do every day, which was just a good way to relieve his boredom.

In the square of the space, Li Nuo saw Marjie showing Chabai a bunch of picture albums marked in Chinese and English.

When Cha Bai saw Li Nuo, it was like seeing a savior.

Marger's "Second Language" lessons are very understandable.

"You happen to be here, do you want to play Monopoly with three people?" Li Nuo asked.

"Hmph...I am a rich man myself." Marjie said coldly.

Li Nuo said to him: "Okay, while I cook a meal, the three of us will play a game."

Marjie said: "I have to go to the hospital at five o'clock tomorrow morning. There is a trouble..."

Li Nuo could only shrug his shoulders: "Then I'll deal with a piece of steamed buns first, and let's start quickly."

Marger: "Okay."

Cha Bai suddenly said: "The way you two communicate is very strange."

"Miss Chabai, don't disturb the class." Marjie reminded his students elegantly.

"No..." Chabai shook his head slightly: "Talking to oneself, but being able to understand each other. This method of communication... has not been recorded in the information of the Yoroha Army."

The two were stunned.

Have it?

Cha Bai asked: "Have you never seen it in reality?"

The two looked at each other.

"No."

　Without it, I just want to make a side story.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)