"Anyone can say whatever they want. But from what I've experienced over the years, people don't change, with very few exceptions."
Weighty words that co from experience. Honestly, I agree.
Just by looking at the perception, doesn't a person who is always late continue to be late? But that doesn't an we can just sit back and do nothing here.
"Of course, that could be the case. There is a high probability that I will live a life like this, wasting money and being of no use to society. But I could also beco a good nobleman who uses his personal wealth to help the poor. No one knows the future."
"Oh, really." Coffin makes a face that says, "How dare you?"
And then I finally pull out the deck I had been preparing.
"Of course, I don't intend to just talk. I should show it through my actions. From now on, I will give an offering every week."
"Huh? What did you just say?"
"I want to show my sincerity, even in a small way, by donating every week. I heard that the church does a lot of good work. If I can help them even a little, there's nothing better than that."
Offering.
This was the pattern I chose. Coffin is a faculty mber belonging to a religious order. He is also a very devout believer. This ans that he is a person who would be very happy if it was sothing good for the church.
Of course, there's no way that damn bastard Max would be donating money. In the first place, he probably wasn't even a believer. This ans an opportunity to catch a new peak. Could Coffin not seize that opportunity?
"Hmm. A donation?"
Coffin's expression changes. My body feels a little hot.
"Yes, it's a small amount, but 10 gold per week."
I secretly spill the money. Ten gold a week, 40 gold a month. The average monthly salary of a knight, who is an excellent human resource in this world, is about 10 gold, so this is a huge sum several tis that amount. It was a waste of money that I paid with the belief in Celtrin.
Still, the effect was clear.
"Ten gold every week?"
Coffin's eyes have rolled back. At this point, I think we can almost say we've co this far.
"Huh… Heh heh… I misjudged you. You have the will to change your mind. Yes, if you devote yourself to God, you will definitely be able to change your mind."
…You said earlier that people don't change.
"I will keep your good words in my heart."
I'm back on topic.
"The dormitory thing…"
"Haha, you should co in. Of course, you should co in. Isn't the dormitory open to students who are studying hard?"
…It didn't open before.
"That's good. The ceiling work in Common Building A, Room 501, was just finished today. Okay, ask the staff downstairs for the key to Room 501 and enjoy your stay starting today."
* * *
"Whew, it's hard to even get into a dorm."
A sigh escaped . If I hadn't known Coffin's personality, I wouldn't have been able to even enter the dormitory.
It's all because of that guy Max's usual trashy behavior. My head started to hurt as I thought about how his trashy behavior would continue to cause him trouble here and there.
"…I can't help it."
If I couldn't overco this level of difficulty, I had no right to dare say that I would clear this ga.
And.
'If you think about it, isn't it the worst start?'
Clearly, Max is just an extra. Since I'm an extra, I don't have any special abilities or talents.
But even Max had two weapons: Family and money.
It was a surprisingly great weapon. Especially money.
Anyone who has played this ga will agree. How many tis has the protagonist been restricted from the beginning due to lack of money?
Expensive items are out of the question, and it's barely enough to get by.
Even that is because I was exempted from paying tuition for the first sester by being admitted as the second highest student, but if I can't maintain good grades, then from that mont on, my life will truly be a ss.
You have to throw yourself into the part-ti job market to cover your tuition and living expenses.
From then on, a vicious cycle begins.
As ti is taken up by part-ti jobs, growth is slowed down, and grades gradually drop. That's how the ga is ruined.
Of course, it's not like there is no way at all.
Clearing the quest related to the money supply will give you a breath of fresh air. So the key in the early stages of this ga was how quickly you could discover and clear the quests related to the money supply.
'Compared to that.'
I never have to worry about money.
Because I'm a noble, and a wealthy noble at that. The way I used to tell Coffin a little while ago—that's a thod that a protagonist in the early stages would never be able to use.
…Of course, there is no need to use it.
"Whatever, let's just go in and sleep for today."
The mont I was about to step into the dormitory, sothing suddenly occurred to .
'I told you not to waste money.'
The last thing my sister said. I didn't intend to waste it, even though I used it, but I ended up having an unexpected expense.
"Well, it's a lot better than wasting money on hotel bills."
While muttering like that, I went into the dormitory.
* * *
Boom!
Swaaaaaaah!
Suddenly, the sky beca cloudy, and heavy rain fell.
I was lucky. If I had arrived even just a little late, I would have been drenched in rain.
I sat on the creaking bed and stared at the ceiling. The ceiling that construction finished today.
Looking at the shabby appearance, I honestly can't tell what kind of construction was done, but at least it didn't leak.
"…This is the common hall."
It was a building as old and shabby as it had been in the ga.
The ga's setting is that this is where the Common Class, a group of underachievers, resides, and that it was intentionally made this way to encourage their desire to learn and improve.
It seed like it would work.
Even if I were them, I think I would study and train like crazy to get out of this shitty place.
"Co to think of it… I guess I should check the condition."
From the ti I left for the ice rink until I got back to the dormitory, my schedule was so hectic that I didn't have ti for any personal ti.
Now that I had ti, there was sothing I absolutely had to do.
Checking the condition of this body.
"But how should I look at it? The condition…"
Before I could even say the word "window," a familiar window appeared before my eyes.
It seed to react to my will to see. Anyway, that's not important right now…
Gulp.
I swallowed nervously and slowly looked at the status window.
Even if I'm trash, there's bound to be one thing I can be at better than others.
No, wouldn't two be enough?
Yeah, maybe it's an unscratched lottery ticket.
The mont I checked the status window with increasingly unrealistic expectations…
"Hehehehe."
A crazy laugh ca out of my mouth.
"…Let's just die."
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