He casually tossed the notebook aside, letting it lie quietly with other notebooks marked with crosses, such as "Five Rangers Project" and "Ultraman Thoughts."
I Love Heroes, but Heroes Don't Love Me
Ash felt that this world was boring.
This world was neither gentle nor right.
Mutual slaughter never ended; human conflict had no end?
The ecological environment was being destroyed—how much longer could Earth endure?
The strong bullied the weak again and again; when would senseless violence cease?
The novel author kept slacking off—what could he do about it?
After thinking it over, Ash felt that he had developed Chuunibyou ahead of schedule.
"Why? This world has heroes and villains, so why are there no superheroes?"
Doctors, firefighters, police officers who maintained order, and soldiers who defended their homes and country were heroes.
Terrorists, petty thieves, bullies who preyed on the weak, and criminals who destroyed other people's peaceful lives were villains.
Yet there were no superheroes who could turn the tide alone, lead the hearts of the entire world, and embody individual heroism at its peak.
It was not that he thought individual heroism was somehow more advanced than teamwork. He simply longed to see someone that extraordinary appear.
Ash's first impression of heroes had come from the "hero tokusatsu shows" he watched on television when he was younger. He followed them from TV to the internet, going from the newest series all the way back to the earliest ones.
While his classmates chased trends and passionately discussed the latest acclaimed works known for tearing people's hearts apart, Ash still clung to the hero stories they had discarded as childish.
He hated those dark, grim, and cruel stories. To him, a tragedy without a hero was merely a clumsy imitation of tragedies that had already happened in this