not taken care of
It was my first gathering in my hobby neighborhood, and I think it ended peacefully, at least on the surface, by taking care of my surroundings as much as possible.
The secretary only said to me at the end, “Well then if you have another chance, try playing with someone somewhere,” and the first-time participants, who were just laughing together on the spot, were invited directly in front of me to make an appointment for the next time.
From my point of view, I thought I was objectively looking at the flow of the scene, but was that also futile? Whether we change places or people, it's just like this.
I don't understand that people who work hard so that others can enjoy themselves without getting in trouble as much as possible are taken care of, and people who don't do anything on the spot are taken care of. How does it work?
Accumulating virtue and being rewarded at some point does not mean that there is no guarantee when it will be rewarded, and it is a beautiful thing for me. There's no point in being rewarded when I enter the graveyard; I also want to be cherished by others.
