Isekai Taneuma

And the riverbed that came back was quite different from before. The weeds that were all-you-can-stretch were cut beautifully, and the ground was bare everywhere. The biggest difference was that none of the blue tents there were missing, and either the police were checking the scene or the rope was stretched and no one was allowed in.

When Feng was stuck in front of the rope, a newspaper reporter came and asked him if he knew anything about the incident. I refuse to come to see them because I don't know them, but what happened to the homeless people who lived here? I asked. The reporter shook his shoulders and told me that those attacked by the Rangers were taken to the hospital and others to the shelter. On the occasion of the incident, we cleared the river of the homeless.

Oh, my God... Feng lost his head in shock. As he walked through the riverbed, he encountered neighboring elementary school students in a noisy scene. I wondered what surprised me so much, and there were carcasses of cats rolling there. The gut jumped out, the maggots gushed, and it didn't hold the prototype, as if something had trampled on it.

Feng sat on an earthen staircase and couldn't move from there anymore. Even if I tried to get up, I couldn't help it, but it was all I could do. It was already afternoon when it arrived, but soon after it was dark and the joggers and shopping bikes passed by the back, it became less and less popular.

Eventually, the full moon reached the middle heaven, and the date was about to change. Still, he couldn't move from there. There was a whirlpool of regret in my head.

Why did you end up there... why didn't you kill me...

At that time, a small cat cried into his regretful ear. If you raise your face, a small shadow is dancing towards the distant bushes. Is that Grandpa's cat? At least this cat had to be protected, and Feng rushed to his voice with a slap on his limping leg. And I realized that not only the cat but also the person were rolling behind the bush.

Looking through the bushes, there was a grandfather lying on a cardboard ball. My whole body is scratched and my clothes are worn out and my face is blue with bruises. I could tell that she was alive because her chest was slowly rising and falling, but I was afraid of seeing her dying even though she was old.

"Grandpa! Grandpa!

When Feng called out, Grandpa slowly opened his eyes and looked up at him with a blurred gaze.

"... you. Hold on a second. It's time to feed the cat."

If that's what you're saying. I'll call an ambulance right away. "

When Feng said that and tried to run out on the phone, the grandfather grabbed his ankle and stopped him with an unexpected quick move.

"Stop it... don't call an ambulance."

"Hah!? What are you talking about with such an injury? Why didn't you go to the hospital with everyone? It's not too late. Should I call you?

"No. I don't want to go with everyone, so I'm running around like this."

Grandpa says something he doesn't understand with his unfocused and weak eyes.

"If I go to the hospital, I will be put in a protective facility. Then you won't be able to come back here. If we get out of here, we'll run out of places to go. I can't live free anymore, even though I've been working on it all by myself."

"... what are you talking about? Does Grandpa want to go back to his parents' house or something?

Grandpa shook his head.

"No, it's not. So will you. [M] Even you have a home to go home to. But I don't want to go home. There's nowhere to go, so I guess that's why I'm here. Why would you do that? I don't want to bother anyone. Because you wanted to live alone."

Maybe so. Feng thought so, but he couldn't say it. I had no idea what my grandfather was trying to say. He continued moaning with hahaha.

"I just want to stay here. I just want to live here in secrecy, so why don't you just leave me alone... why did he have to die... why... what did we do?

"I'm sorry... I just did something extra..."

"No! It's not your fault. I can't believe it's your fault...."

As he said so, he slowly woke up and grabbed the fishing rod beside him with a roar. The upper body with the cushion was shaking loosely, and the gaze was not fixed. He threw a fishing hook into the river without feeding. The cats sat on his lap with a sweet voice.

There's no way you can fish like that. When I pointed it out to my grandfather and asked him to lend me a fishing rod, I couldn't believe the rod was twitching. The fish are raging as they slap the water surface. However, the fishing rod was about to be taken away from the old man's hand, and Feng hurried to pull the rod, and caught it instead of him. Cash cats came down from Grandpa's lap and came to Feng's feet. When he tried to return the fishing rod to his grandfather, he said, staring him in the eye with colorless clear eyes.

"You're a tiger. Strong, noble, lonely. You're the only one who's done, that's all. So don't live among people. Because if there are tigers among people, they hurt someone. That's why you jumped out to bait yourself. [M] Had someone recognized your way of life, you wouldn't have been here. [M] And now you can go back inside people and so on."

And the words he chewed and spit out weighed as if he had put all his hatred for this society on board.

"Tigers must enter their own cages in order to live among themselves. Can you kill yourself and spend the rest of your life like that?"

It's likened to Feng, and he's probably talking about himself. He's afraid he might lose himself by getting out of here and relying on someone. That's very funny. That's not what Jijii said when he put one foot in the coffin. It was a bluish, thin word.

But that's why I understand. Feng also peeled off one piece of the skin and the contents were empty. That's why I couldn't survive without lying and thinking I was a tiger.

Because if he loses to society, he has no place to go. He had no mother by birth, had lived in an institution since birth, and only by looking at someone's face could he build a connection with people. If such a man tries to gain his freedom, he will have to destroy or escape.

Feng sighed.

"But, Grandpa. I know you want to stay here, but if you stay put, you might die."

"That's fine then. The wound disappears when you die. But the wounds of my heart don't disappear when I die. Which wound hurts more?"

"... you really don't want to get out of here, do you?

"Oh, I'm sorry."

Grandpa said that and took the fishing rod from Feng. As he took the hook off the fish, while the pull hand was trembling and completely unsuccessful, he suddenly fell down. The fish was thrown on the ground and jumped. The cat is pounding it with his hands.

"Hey, Grandpa!

After that, no matter how many calls Feng made, Grandpa no longer replied. Instead of sleeping on cardboard, she seemed faint. When I tried to pick him up, he was incredibly light, and his body was made of bone and skin only. The lightness of the body seemed to tell the seriousness of the situation. If left unchecked, Grandpa will be cold tomorrow morning.

At first glance, the fish caught died and were eaten a little further away by cats. I was standing on my torso with my teeth on the scale, and I used my forefoot well to eat the meat. I wonder if this cat will follow the same fate as the dead cat over there... it's not a matter of Feng keeping it. At that time, Grandpa was dead. It was already clear what to do. You should ignore your grandfather's intentions and call an ambulance or anything at once.

But he couldn't do it. Then, I felt like I was about to be taken with something important inside me. But the real problem is that if you leave him alone, he'll die. That must be avoided. Then what should I do...? What should I do...? What should I do...?

And he ran. In the middle of the night, as fast as a second. I knew from the beginning that this was the only thing I could do. But then my heart would die, so I really wanted to avoid it. But my grandfather is going to die like this. When I thought about the importance of my grandfather's death or my own... he didn't hesitate to choose the former. After all, that was the personality of a man named Fengbai.

He sounded a rough breath and held his breath as he raised and lowered his shoulders. My head hurt and my vision was blurry. I was going to run away a long time ago, but when I was ready to go home, it was only a long enough distance. Having been home for a long time, the house hasn't changed since it jumped out. Feng's house... was my father's house.

When he was ready, he pressed the bell. Now that the housekeeper is gone, he should be the only one left. You can't come out so late at night. You may push it again and again. What should I say if I hear a voice from an intercom? I've been running away for six months anyway. As long as they just throw me out cold, I might not even be able to fight them. You may have forgotten about yourself, who was originally only one of many hungry brothers.

But that's no good. Now I have to abandon my pride and help my grandfather anyway. And it's not me who can do it... let's keep our heads down. Keep your head down and tell your father... that's the only way we can help him. I don't care about your pride, do I?

I was thinking... Unexpectedly, in one shot, the gate of Auto Rock was opened, and his father stood at the front door.

"Are you home? Come on in."

It was a flat voice with no restraint. When I heard it in casual everyday life, it was a pale line that I almost missed. But instead, it stabbed me in the chest. For the first time in about six months, the father's face remained terribly indifferent and faceless. He looked as if his runaway son, who left yesterday, had come home today. Feng saw the man, who was only ten meters away, very close and terribly large.

"Please help me... please. Help me... please... help me..."

He lowered his head as soon as he saw the face. And I repeated the same thing over and over again. There should have been so much else to say, but nothing else came out. Instead, tears overflowed, quickly sinking my vision to the bottom of the ocean.

I was mistaken if I could live alone. After all, no one can live alone. In times of trouble, I could only rely on my father. He was nothing but a child, not a tiger. It's regrettable, sad, painful, and helplessly angry with me... and at the same time helpless and relieved.

The feeling of relieved hurt his heart so much that tears finally stopped. Why are you so relieved that you didn't want to come back to this guy? His snoring voice echoed through the city in the middle of the night, and the lights leaked out of the windows of the neighbor's house one by one. The watchdogs of all the houses started howling in chains, and the trees were dying. The season was already past autumn and a harsh winter was about to begin.