ｙｏｕ ｋｎｏｗ，
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しかし、私は私の COMPUTER なしでは生きすることができないだろ。
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❝ — No, no no. No, this couldn't be happening. There was no way.
Brown hues darted from side to side, the calamity of the situation sinking into the NEET's consciousness slow as molasses. On the flickering monitor of his computer lay a single, unmoving ivory arrow in a sea of garbled Japanese characters, bordered with a maroon background. A choked gasp escaped the recluse's lips, made even more pathetic by his unsavory tone and the fact he was fussing majorly over a piece of technology. His tongue finally untied itself, frustrated mutterings filling the awkward silence in the room.
「”Please, work... If I can't use my computer, I'll die from boredom...“」
Shintaro's pleas were to no avail, a quick shifting of the mouse doing nothing but knocking over the cheap, knockoff cola he often drank while he worked.
. . . Oh, just my luck.
His precious, high-tech computer input devices were now swimming in a sugary, carbonated solution of death. Reaching out a shaking palm, mouth agape, Shintaro reflected upon the utter idiocy of the whole situation. Out of all the improbable things to happen today... this was it.
「”Uuu... What do I do? I can't order online, the computer's frozen...“」
The grim realization finally hit him. He would finally have to do... that.
Five minutes of nervous pacing later, Shintaro had donned his red-and-white jersey jacket and ventured out into the outside world for the first time in about a week and a half. Of course, it wasn't a completely foreign idea to the boy, but it still felt quite strange to have the sun on his face. And tiring. He was panting within a minute of going out.
「”Really, this is the worst... I don't see why people even go out here, especially when it's so hard to get around...“」
Shintaro already felt his imaginary health-bar lowering by the minute, going into the orange... And there wasn't even a minimap to help him around, either. His phone wasn't much of a help, given the terrible signal in the area that didn't even support a simple call. Not that he ever called people, in the first place. Well, that meant he would have to ask someone for directions... A shiver went down his spine at the thought of it. Ugh. Seeing a nearby person standing on the sidewalk for some unknown reason, he approached the other with caution and tapped them on the shoulder gingerly, as if they were some kind of nuclear bomb.
「”H-hey, do you know where the nearest electronics store is...?“ The stutter did not help with his whole 'pathetic-boy-who-does-not-go-out-a-lot' image.」