Redo of a Romanceless Author’s Life Devoid of Love; Another Chance at Youth

Chapter 115.

Chapter 115. The Future.

I had a dream that night on New Year’s Day, it was of a few different events in the near future that slipped my mind.

One event was easy enough for me to resolve on my own. It would happen today at night.

Another… was an event a few years down the line that… I probably wanted to stop if possible. Unfortunately, it wasn’t something simple to resolve.

I’d avoided disrupting the timeline when I could, but if I did step in here all of a sudden, there was no telling what the repercussions would be.

I could make things much worse, I might just end up delaying the inevitable, or my actions may have no impact at all on the end result. It was impossible to know. Trying to alter a timeline was a dangerous thing. If I didn’t have anyone else around me, I wouldn’t have cared at all. I’d have just let things run their natural course.

But because I now had people around me, and I knew what the future held in store, the situation was different.

It would greatly affect the youth of this generation. Not just in this country, but the entire world. It was a historic point in history where the world was thrown on its head by a global crisis.

I didn’t give a damn if people died, I wasn’t a saint who’d try to save everyone. I just wanted to ensure that the future of the people around me wouldn’t fall to ruins.

Inflation was a scary thing. The event that transpired did irreparable damage to the global economy and the period of time I lived through. I wanted a peaceful, quiet life. I wanted to enjoy my time in that museum at the university. I wouldn’t be able to for quite some time if that event occurred in the future.

Rosa’s and Alicia’s lives at university would be greatly affected and so would their future careers. Though I doubt it, it was entirely possible they wouldn’t be able to find a job in their field after graduation. 

In Rosa’s case, a teaching degree would take two years to acquire. She’d still need to spend time getting a bachelor’s degree in another area before she could even get into the Bachelor of Education Program though. Assuming Rosa started university immediately, she might be able to get a bachelor’s degree in a subject right around the time that event truly ramps up and bares its fangs. It was about March of that year where people bled the most. 

Many businesses were forced to shut their doors. Countless jobs were lost. Though it appeared on the surface the economy bounced back after some time, the damage done to the national debt as a result of naive and over-generous fiscal stimulus would never recover. Many businesses would never make a comeback. It was a problem that this generation would shoulder for many years to come. The cost to maintain a basic standard of living would eventually skyrocket.

For this reason, it was best if I took action sooner rather than later. 

I was only one small high school student. There was no way I could do anything though.

I didn’t have such ability.

I knew that well. 

I wasn’t naive enough to think I was some hero who could save the world with my own hands.

If I simply told people about the future they’d laugh and s off it off as the delusions of a child.

I couldn’t go and contact the government, they’d laugh me out the door if a child suddenly started telling them what to do.

Also, there was no telling whether there were governments who had a hand in that event. If they did, they could very well have me killed off. My peaceful life would be over in a flash.

I wouldn’t let that happen, thus I would not go around sending messages to governments across the globe randomly. That would be foolish.

If I’d lived my life as I had previously and never got involved with Rosa, there would really be nothing I could do about this event.

But because I had, there was a fifty percent chance I could do something

There wasn’t any guarantee this method would show any results as the source of the event was either one of natural causes or one that was manufactured. I didn’t know the answer, but I didn't mind taking a bet on a fifty-fifty coin flip where the result wouldn’t directly affect me.

Thus, I resolved myself to make use of the weapons I’d inadvertently acquired.

Assassins.

Rosa’s parents.

I didn’t know if they would accept my assassination request, but nevertheless, I would still try.

For the sake of my peaceful future, I would draw blood with these valuable pieces.

They may very well die in the process.

It was just that dangerous a job even for trained assassins.

I would have them mercilessly slaughter everyone in that institute.

If it delayed the inevitable, then great. They had been the ones behind it.

If it did nothing and the events transpired the same way, it simply proved that event was a natural one.

In the worst-case scenario where it sped up the event, it would mean the assassins screwed up and unleashed this crisis early due to negligence in their destruction of that institute. In this case, the institution's guilt and involvement would still be proven to me.

Whatever the result, I’d accept it.

At the end of the day, I was just some ambitionless idiot who wanted to enjoy writing stories in peace. What happened to the world wasn’t my concern. I’d just ensure the people closest to me were taken care of.

In that regard, I was extremely selfish. 

But so what? 

So long as it didn’t cross my bottom line, I didn’t care if I was selfish about this.