The Guy Who Messed Up Is Gradually Doing His Best

I am Mendou Mil, 26 years old.

I had been in the facility since before I could even understand things, and I quickly found out the reason as I grew a bit older. My eyes are different colors (black and red).

Since even the other kids at the facility avoid me because I seem creepy, I must have been abandoned.

And then, the difference in eye color was also discovered through the ability test. I have a rare ability called “Psychic Sight” (aura) that allows me to perceive other people’s emotions in colors.

It seems that the quality of the eye that appears alone is higher than that of both eyes and in fact, my clairvoyance quality was 10.

Moreover, by becoming aware of my abilities, my Psychic Sight blossomed, and from that day on, I could see people’s emotions in colors.

However, even though I could see it, it didn’t feel good. Everyone kept their distance, finding it even creepier.

So I desperately learned to control it and made it possible to use it at my own will.

After that, I was advised by the teachers at the facility to aim to become a male guardian because of my high potential for Psychic abilities, and I decided to follow their advice.

The reason is very simple: within the facility (among my peers), I didn’t have anyone I could call a friend, so I was always by the side of the teachers who were kind to me.

The fake glasses were given to me by a kind teacher who was concerned about my eye color. The changes in eye color due to Psychic abilities can’t be hidden even with colored contacts. Moreover, these fake glasses (still thin) were of the half-mirror type, meaning I could see through them, but others couldn’t see my eyes. I was really happy.

It seems that being a male protection officer is one of the jobs women aspire to, but I didn’t care about it at all. I just said I aimed to become one because the teacher would be happy.

After graduating from elementary school, I advanced to a combined junior and senior high school for male guardians.

The rigorous training lasted for six years, with more than half of the participants dropping out, but I graduated at the top of my class.

I, who had no one I could call a friend, would read books whenever I had free time and just focus on my classes normally, yet somehow I ended up at the top of the class. The person in second place glared at me intensely, which was really bothersome…

There was just one time during practical training when a man took my glasses, and seeing the difference in eye color, he got scared and told me to go away.

I was shocked. I almost lost my confidence, but in the end, no matter what job I take, my eye color won’t change. My kind teacher still occasionally sends me letters, but if I told them I stopped aiming to become a probation officer, they would surely be sad.

Then, shouldn’t I make sure the same thing doesn’t happen again?

And in this case, I think it’s because I was seen as a woman. When I think about it calmly, that man was staring at my face and body, especially my chest, from the moment we greeted each other.

So, what to do? I couldn’t come up with any good ideas, so for now, I switched to thick glasses. I think this alone has made a pretty bad impression, but since I have no contact with men, there’s nothing more I can do. I’ll consider it a task for the next time.

“I did it, I graduated!”

“Yeah.”

On graduation day, the male wardens, who had frequent interactions with men, were the ones who received the most attention. Those who had endured the rigorous training were rewarded, and everyone embraced each other, shedding tears of joy.

I just want to do this job that the teacher recommended. I don’t know if I like it yet, so I went home without joining in.

As April began, I headed to my new job. My new job was at a company called My Security, which is under the Saijou Group.

At first, I spent about three months learning from my seniors, and then for two and a half years, I served as a substitute during their vacations, providing protection for various men.

The effect of the thick glasses was greater than I had expected, and the men who faced me invariably furrowed their brows.

I started using Psychic Sight after becoming a working adult, and when I check with it, the man’s emotions at that time are shown in black, indicating disgust.

But that’s fine. I learned in school that most men are arrogant and look down on women, and since that was actually true, I never thought I could be liked by such men.

I just fulfill my duties. I actually enjoy jobs like housekeeping because they suit me quite well.

However, since it would be cruel to deliberately make me feel uncomfortable by being in my line of sight, I made every effort to stay out of their way.

Just when I thought I had gotten quite good at it myself, I had my first protected person.