Hey you, were you once considered a talented kid but now you are a sad teenager? Then come read this totally relatable novel!” The biggest problem for us was that we didn't have good smiles. I couldn't nail down the "timing" for when everyone smiles all at once. In my dream, I was in high school, in a park. It wasn't a park I knew, but my classmates from elementary school were there. The notion of the dream seemed to be that it was some kind of class reunion. Though we only saw each other as competitors, there was a tacit agreement to behave in a friendly manner in front of our parents. As soon as I started to hear the word "three" out of her mouth, clinging onto a hope deep in my heart, I think for an instant my face lit up with expectation. I instinctively thought that my childhood estimate of 3 billion was right on.

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I Say A Little Prayer” is a short related story which was posted along with the novel’s release. It spoils some things about the main story, but nothing major.About Ms. Himeno. Circumstances led her to give birth to a child at seventeen. She then dropped out of high school and married at eighteen, but divorced a year later. At twenty, she's currently raising a child on her own. In two years time, she will jump to her death, leaving a pitiful suicide note. ...If you go to meet her now, no good will come of it. After all, Ms. Himeno scarcely remembers you at all. That includes, of course, the promise you made at ten.” I couldn't help being uneasy, and kept sneaking glances Miyagi's way. She seemed to be writing things in a notebook. It might have been some kind of observation log.

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Though it was easier at first to think of the things I didn't want to do, the more I moved my hand, the more things that I wanted to do before I died came to mind. It wasn't a rare occasion that I was left out of a group, or that my things were taken and hidden from me.It was the summer when I was ten. Himeno carrying her bag thrown into the garbage dozens of times, and I wearing shoes with many a cut made by scissors, we sat on the stone steps of a shrine reddened by the sunset, waiting for something. He must have feared that death was approaching and come up with this notion of being able to buy and sell life. Maybe we won't necessarily become famous. But in ten years, we'll triumph over them. We'll make them regret treating us this way to their graves. The classroom began to buzz with conversation. But I didn't take part in any of it. To be exact, I couldn't. Well, at least not the protagonist has the money. Surely they will actually be put to some use, right? Nope, the protagonist continues to act poor even though he has literally just 30 days of life left. At some point he starts to literally throw the money out. Why did you even make the exchange in the first place my dude? What was the point? Or is this another “hurr durr there was no point because le depression”? It’s so tiring. It really makes me think the lifespan exchange is there just so the protagonist can kill themselves without the novel having to mention suicide. Cowardice.

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No matter how worthless someone is, there's no proving that good fortune won't befall them and allow them to write all that off as never having happened. Four, five, six. It didn't feel like she was going to "answer any moment now." Part of me was relieved. We acted as if to say "We like it best when it's just the two of us, so we're doing it by choice." I did think it was much preferable to be with my hated childhood friend than to force my way into the good graces of my feeble-minded classmates. People who’ve had lots of failures talk about those failures as if to imply that if they have another life, they’ll be a big success. After facing all that hardship, they think they won’t mess up again. But they’re all – me included, of course – making a fundamental mistake. Failures know a lot about failure, sure. But knowing failure is completely different from knowing success. Fixing your mistakes doesn’t mean success takes their place – you’ve just got a point to start at, is all. That’s something failures don’t understand.” I took a deep breath and let the air soak into my body. The store was playing a popular summer song, which I suppose was still just as popular as when I was in middle school.

Unfortunately, in the little piece of hell I lived in, boring, hopeless parents who gave birth to boring, hopeless children were the norm, which helped spur that misconception. Everyone was having a fun time watching fireworks. Their light colored the smoke red. I stood outside the park, watching them. I thought there would have been some kind of tedious process, but it seemed like I didn't even have to give my name. Not to mention the value of something as irreplaceable as a human life could be known in just three hours.