My name is Moko, a 35-year-old middle-aged otaku. My parents passed away early on, and with no relatives or friends, I dropped out of high school and spent my days quietly with the inheritance my parents left behind. Fortunately, my parents had some savings and built a 5-story building in a prime location near the bustling area. The storefront on the ground floor, which is close to the city center, is rented out and brings in a considerable amount of rent every month.

That's how I live my peaceful and decadent life. Every day, I either play games or watch movies. As for a girlfriend... well, I have Moko and Mogo, and my new computer has been thoroughly inspected; it's definitely a girl.

I haven't watched any action or romance movies from Japan for a long time. Should I give it a try? On second thought, I'd rather read manga; I'll find a loli manga to read first.

Perhaps due to aging and gaining weight, I've put on a bit of weight lately. It's just a little bit, not an exaggeration. I'm not really fat; I'm 165cm tall and weigh less than 140 pounds, so I can be considered slightly chubby.

As a mage and quasi-sage, I'm not proud at all. Why is a person like me, who is handsome, has a house, and a computer, still single? I'm really good at gaming, whether it's League of Legends or slaying monsters, I play with ease. Those girls just don't understand my brilliance. Do those so-called "tall, handsome, and rich" guys play games as well as me? I'm even a diamond-tier expert in League of Legends!

I don't know when it started, but I've become a shut-in who only knows how to play games and watch anime. Because of the monthly rent from the storefront downstairs, I don't have to worry about money, although I'm not wealthy, I'm not too financially strained either.

In fact, I used to be much better. I was a person with dreams. My dream was to become a professional League of Legends player, leading a team to dominate the world! But as I grew older, my reaction speed slowed down, and now I can only reach the diamond tier at best. I was forced to give up on that dream.

With no relatives or offline friends, my life can be described as a mess. However, I don't want to change because I've had enough of those people in society. When I graduated from high school, I did try to find a job initially, but those jobs didn't suit me. If my colleagues didn't like me or thought my presence would affect their interests, they would do everything they could to badmouth me in front of the boss. For example, my first job was at a private photography studio, and my colleague was the manager of a branch.

It sounds impressive to say she's a manager, but in reality, she's both the manager and the only employee of that branch. I was assigned to learn from her for a week, and one time I saw her taking the cash from sales while I wasn't paying attention. Shortly after, I was fired by the boss, who said he got wind of me bragging about opening my own photography studio a year later...

Even if I'm foolish or naive, I wouldn't randomly blurt out something like that! Moreover, I didn't even have the intention of opening a photography studio at all!

After being fired from the photography studio, I joined a mini advertising company. Don't ask me why an advertising company needed someone to help clients transport floor tiles and do renovations! My boss sent me to carry floor tiles, and within 3 to 4 hours, I climbed up and down a 10-story building at least 10 times!

But after the renovation was completed, the company didn't pay me a single penny, and they didn't even give me a reason!

Later, I worked at a newly opened cement factory. Originally, I was hired to operate the weighbridge, but because one of the boss's relatives didn't want to work in the warehouse, I was pushed into the role of warehouse supervisor. To make matters worse, that person appeared in front of me excitedly, as if I had done something wrong, and snatched the keys to the weighbridge room from my hands.

At that moment, I realized that I went from working with weighbridges to being a warehouse manager.

Any work that person didn't want to do was pushed onto me, whether it was directing drivers to transport goods or morning purchases. These were supposed to be the things that person should do, but he dumped them all on me. I just couldn't understand why I was so weak and let him bully me.

In fact, I have thought many times about killing him, but then I realized that murder is a crime punishable by death, and there are still many games I haven't played, many anime I haven't watched, and many movies I haven't enjoyed...

To me, society is something that must be avoided. As I contemplate having an escape route, I finally ran away and became a classic shut-in at home.

Actually, almost 10 years ago, I was almost getting married. At that time, I had a girlfriend who really liked me. We knew each other since junior high school, and she had been pursuing me all along. But at that time, I liked someone else and didn't accept her.Around the age of 25, I thought it was about time to consider having a girlfriend and getting married, so I confessed to her, expressing my hope to be in a relationship with marriage as the goal. She was quite surprised, one hand grabbed by me, the other covering her mouth, as if she had heard a rare tale.

Actually, I was just a bit slow. Over the years, although we hardly kept in touch, she really liked me, otherwise she wouldn't have forcibly taken my first kiss from me when I was 24...

Unfortunately, this relationship ended just a few days later because I suspected that she was playing games with me.

How should I put it? If you are out with your girlfriend until 11 PM, would you escort her home? Most people would, right? But she didn't allow it, and I didn't even know where she lived. When we went shopping together and ran into her friends, she would introduce me as her brother. Sometimes when I called her rental place, a stranger would answer the phone...

I felt like I didn't know anything about her. She hid everything from me, so I started to have absurd thoughts. I didn't actively search for her either. As time went on, she also realized there was a problem.

In the end, we broke up, a breakup that was welcomed by many. But at that moment, I felt that she didn't see me as a backup plan.

Everything was too late, there was no turning back.

Not long after we broke up, she moved to another city. From her WeChat Moments, it seems like she's doing well, content, and yet also quite desolate.

I'm such a fool...

No one needs me. Besides playing games, I can't find any other meaning in my life. But today is Valentine's Day, another Valentine's Day without a lover. I've had enough! I won't play games today. I'm going out.

With this thought in mind, I put on my coat and walked downstairs. I greeted the aunt who rented the ground floor of my house as a convenience store. In her discreet eyes that judged me as trash, I lowered my head and left the house. Even after walking 100 meters, that look from the aunt still made me feel uneasy.

Why do the passersby on the road look at me strangely? I took a shower before leaving, changed into new clothes, brushed my teeth. Even if my shoes weren't polished, it's too dark for anyone to notice.

Couples walking together, embracing, laughing, and playing, it's so annoying. I clearly don't have a girlfriend, yet you young ones have the audacity to show off in front of me! It felt like I kicked something under my foot, stumbled, and almost fell. I turned around and saw that it was a brick... Damn it, even you bully me... Why am I so unlucky... It wouldn't matter if I were the only one left in the family, if no one needed me, or if I didn't have a girlfriend. I just wanted to go out for a walk, why did even a brick come and bully me! What did I do wrong?

Just as I was thinking about stepping on the brick to seek revenge, the sound of children playing caught my attention. It was a boy and a girl, both around 10 years old, chasing and playing in the street. The boy was chasing the girl, and the two little rascals ran into the middle of the road. This area was somewhat secluded, with not many cars passing by. Normally, it wouldn't be a big deal for them to fool around, but this time was different. A heavy-duty truck was steadily approaching, its headlights shining brightly, accompanied by the suffocating pressure unique to the steel monster.

The two children seemed frightened by the presence of the truck and stood there dumbfounded. Because I am nearsighted and it was dark, I didn't know if the truck driver noticed the children ahead, but that truck didn't slow down because of them, it kept going at its original speed.

The people nearby only screamed, no one stepped forward to save the two kids, and they were too far away to react in time. I was the closest person to them, so what should I do? Of course, save them!

I rushed out and grabbed the girl, tossing her to the side. There was still a boy left! I only wanted the girl, let the boy die... Should I abandon the boy and run away myself? Impossible. If I only intended to save one, I could just hold onto the girl and run, no need to throw her away.

The truck was getting closer and closer, and the strong wind caused by its speeding made me feel suffocated. It was too late to escape now, so I kicked the boy with all my strength, pushing him out of the truck's path.

And then I flew...

I don't remember what happened afterwards.

In fact, in my mind, I was already imagining that when I wake up again, it would be in the emergency room of a hospital, and the doctor would say it's too late to save me. Then, just like pretending to be a corpse, I would suddenly grab the doctor's clothes and beg him, saying, "I feel like there's still a chance for me to be saved."It's alright to die like this. After all, I am the only one left in the family. I can't find any meaning in survival, and no one needs me. Death would be clean, without being bullied or judged by others' eyes, and I wouldn't have to face the complexities of society...

Besides, I'm just a 35-year-old useless shut-in. It's worth giving up my life to save two 10-year-old kids. My life has already been fixed, and I can't bring any contributions to the country anymore. But those two brats are different. They still have a bright future. I just hope that after this lesson, they won't fool around on the street again. Not every time there's danger, there will be some idiot to save them.

Just the thought of those two kids possibly becoming outstanding individuals, maybe scientists, doctors, police officers, or government officials who can contribute to society, makes me feel at peace... Yes, I'm just a fool who wants to fulfill myself, to be needed by someone. Even if that need takes my life, I would gladly accept it.

In this way, I can proudly say to the sky: I am not a burden!

To be able to die for the sake of saving others... how wonderful...