微故事: 妖怪的自助餐（東加豆）
Micro-story: The Monster's Buffet (by Tonkabean)
城市裡有一隻（壓力妖怪），不喝血不吃肉，專門吸食（假笑）維生。
它像個挑剔的美食家，盤旋在空曠的大自然，或者大花園，因為（愛大笑）的人最喜歡到這裡，水泥森林的城市，大笑都遭人投訴。
不管是哪種笑容，在壓力妖怪眼中都是米其林三星，滋潤又甜美。它知道，人類越是在乎（看起來很好），那抹笑容就越發甘甜，越能滋養它的妖力。
於是，它盯上了一群練習（大笑瑜伽）的人。
一日，那些人站在公園角落，有人分享，有人聆聽。
心煩時，記住大笑三聲：
有時候，真的好想大喊一聲。
有時候，真的好想大哭一場。
心煩時，記住大笑三聲：
一切都會過去的
我就是我
一切都是最好的安排
然後人們笑起來，雙手打開，整個環境飄蕩著不同的聲調。
妖怪聽到（哈哈哈...呵呵呵...）牠就興奮極了！這簡直是自助餐的海洋。它大口吸氣，準備將這滿滿的自欺欺人能量的笑聲納入腹中。
妖怪嚐了一口，差點嗆到。
這不是它熟悉的客套笑，這笑聲乾澀、僵硬，像奉命行事。它再吸一口，發現這群人臉上寫滿疲憊，眼神帶著無奈與掙扎。
壓力妖怪是知道這種現象的，牠一直都知道，卻從來未嚐過這種味道，對妖怪來說這不是一種討好的味道。
明明是吃盡苦頭，這些人依然在笑。
明明生活是千瘡百孔，還繼續在笑。
這不是自欺欺人是什麼？
壓力妖怪感到一陣暈眩，牠的修為，建立在人類的虛偽之上。如今，幾聲乾澀的笑聲，竟動搖了牠的根基。
牠的身體開始扭曲，在牠化成一縷煙之前，牠終於明白。這群笑人沒有欺騙自己，也沒有欺騙別人，他們只是在告訴世界，即使我受傷了，此刻我仍選擇（笑！）
這份味道，壓力妖怪消化不來。
完
Micro-story: The Monster's Buffet. (by Tonkabean)
In the city, there lived a *Stress Monster*. It didn’t drink blood or eat meat; it survived solely by feeding on *fake smiles*.
The monster was like a picky gourmet. It often hovered over open parks and gardens, because people who love to laugh gather there. In the concrete jungle of the city, laughing too loudly usually brings complaints.
To the Stress Monster, every smile was like a three-star Michelin meal—sweet and nourishing. It knew that the more humans pretended to be "okay," the sweeter their smiles became, and the stronger its demonic power grew.
One day, it set its sights on a group of people practicing *Laughter Yoga*.
They stood in a corner of the park. Some were sharing stories, others were listening.
They spoke of three things to remember when the heart is heavy:
* Sometimes, I just want to scream.
* Sometimes, I just want to cry.
Three things to remember when the heart is heavy
* Everything passes.
* I am who I am.
* And everything is the best arrangement.
Then, the people began to laugh. They opened their arms wide, and the air filled with different sounds. The monster heard the "Ha-ha-ha... Ho-ho-ho..." and became ecstatic! It was an ocean of a buffet. It took a deep breath, ready to swallow all that energy.
But as the monster took its first bite, it nearly choked.
This wasn't the polite, "social" laughter it was used to. This laughter was dry and stiff, like someone following an order. It took another breath and saw the truth: these people’s faces were full of exhaustion; their eyes were filled with struggle.
The Stress Monster knew about suffering, but it had never tasted it like this. To the monster, this was not a pleasant flavor.
*These people have tasted so much bitterness, yet they are still laughing?
*Their lives are full of holes, yet they continue to laugh?
*Is this not just self-deception?
The monster felt dizzy. Its power was built on human hypocrisy. Now, these few dry laughs were shaking its very foundation.
Its body began to twist and distort. Before it turned into a wisp of smoke, it finally understood: these laughing people were not lying to themselves, nor were they lying to the world. They were simply telling the universe: "Even if I am hurt, right now, I still choose to *laugh!*"
This was a flavor the Stress Monster simply could not digest.
日期 Date：4 May 2026
時間 Time: 15:40pm
圖 Picture: 人工智豆 (Ai-Bean)
文 Write. 東加豆 (Tonkabean)
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