Life, Once Again!

I remembered the Statue of Justice. How would she evaluate this case, where she condemns her sins to divination, sentences them to death, and sentences them to the sword? In countless repetitive lives, men and women who became suspects without even knowing why were punished in the first place. They're both victims of a blind fate. I wanted to ask the floor if it was willing to show mercy and save both sides. If they both said they were guilty, I wanted to say something. Take off the blindfold.

“Trouble. ”

Simply put, the party who provided the cause of the incident will take full responsibility and be punished, so it was welcome to hold the doubles, but it was an autumn problem for those who would stand on the faculty. Even after committing a sin, I want to get him out of the frame without hesitation, but he's walking all over the death row.

“God or rabbit? ”

The floor looked at its own reflection on the turned off TV and said, Repeated life will be the power of God. Whether it was punishment or blessing, the situation that was given to an individual by an absolute person did not change. The problem was a man and a rabbit. Among them, a rabbit. Just as the masked man was torn from his life over and over again, the rabbit must have been a mid-autumn one. The hypothesis that God is in control of everything came to the conclusion that all worries are useless, and the floor assumed that even the gods were unexpected, predicted, but did not care. If a problem occurred, there should have been an incident that caused the problem. like a leaf that has to be preceded by a short-lived tree or a variable called the strong wind. If the rebirth of one floor is a problem and the driver who caused the problem is free fall, what is the reason why the problem occurred?

Several assumptions went through my head. The floor held the most crude of them all. She didn't want me dead.

The prayers of the faithful are the prayers of a woman when God who hears them with one ear becomes sentimental. Please save a man who is dying in front of you. God did not repel prayer with a snore, as he had grumbled, but listened to it, and the man lived. The problem is that it didn't just make me want to live once, it made me bored.

The floor sweeps through the notebook with its eyes. It was an unparalleled story, but it was also a clear story explaining the situation. It was also reasonable for her self-immolating bunny to yearn for death. She's a very responsible person. Even though the solution was death, she was willing to accept it. She's the woman who risked her life to save her daughter.

It was clear that the rabbit was acting independently like a man when he went there. If the rabbit wishes to die in the fall, many problems will continue to arise. In this age, we have the means to make a man a guest of nobility everywhere. There was no need to use natural disasters like lightning or earthquakes or supernatural forces. I could give you the Book of the Dead with just a little push. One-way course.

“You wouldn't be begging so hard if you could exert your physical strength. ”

If the rabbit wished for death, there was no reason to appeal to the rabbit to be faithful to the laws of physics if it was able to use its power like 'love and soul' or ‘ghostbusters.’ Just a little squeeze of prayer should do the trick. But in the dream, the rabbit said desperately. Head for the light. Please.

Rabbits cannot exercise their physical strength, and the floor is noted in the notebook. It was a hypothesis I wanted to believe was true, close to the truth. Though I also thought that rabbits could use their strength if certain requirements were met, such speculations were of no help. It is clear that a person can be struck by lightning, but few will be reluctant to go out because of that fact. The less likely ones had to be eliminated and put everything else together to devise a course of action.

“It was foretold that autumn had fallen, and the rabbit had left her alone at home. ”

Just as there is a formula for not more than forty-five people die, there may also be certain rules that are repeated in the recurring life of autumn. In her past life, she threw a blanket at a burnt cell phone charger to save her daughter. It almost led to a big accident if I did something wrong. If it's her rule that such events come once in an autumn life, the rabbit will know the nature of the rules. We can't exercise our power, but we can use it to make dangerous choices in the fall. If the rabbit had tried to kill autumn in his previous life, he would have instructed it before the charging terminal lit. I think it's better to do the dishes.

“If you see me die first in your previous life, you'll be able to open your mouth like a man. ”

The rabbit was a woman in a white suit in the middle of the fall. It means that the rabbit watched the rebirth before the man acted consciously. He should have remembered from the first death to the last. If the lifespan represents a human being, the rabbit is closer to its nature than the autumn in which it lives. It's not funny.

After I died, I suddenly remembered the first time I saw a formal woman. How was she looking at me then? He shakes his head. It was unimaginable. If there was a hell, it was there.

“Vengeful.”

The floor, stuttering at the moment of rebirth, recalls a device she had built to deceive herself. To prevent her from refusing to resurrect, she created a figure of processing that didn't exist and gave him a sugar satellite. There was no grandmother next door who was picking up scrap paper in her previous life. I was uncertain when my previous life's memories were blurred, but now I can be certain. Above all, the plutocrat was the name of another. My grandmother's name was a plutocrat, saying that she followed it more than her mother when autumn was young.

If it had been to frame the situation to choose reincarnation, it would have been a completely different name. In fact, such devices themselves were unnecessary. How many people would be reluctant to let me live again? He was also embarrassed at first, but soon he was filled with joy and gratitude as he pushed his back slightly.

“Maybe it was a clue. ”

God shuts the man's mouth if he keeps him from talking nonsense. She would have been, too. The name and personality of the plutocrat may have been a clue to the extent possible. Her SOS signal to spot and ask for help only shines in this lifetime. It could have been the first and last time. I had a very high chance of having my memory erased after death. God is a ruthless spectator.

He sighs and presses his glance. It seemed that the conveyor belt of the thought mill had reached its limit. I needed to rest to avoid closing the factory door. I closed my eyes to cool the burning brain. The phone on the table vibrates. I wrapped my right hand around my head and put my phone in my ear.

“Here's one.”

- As soon as it rang, they didn't confirm his name. I didn't think I'd get it.

The conveyor belt, which stopped running, roars fiercely back. The assumptions, assumptions, and assumptions that were on the belt were cleaned up and filled with excuses and avoidances to avoid this moment.

Not as much manners as I know how to answer my phone and keep my mouth shut.

“Sorry.”

- Thank you for your concern. It's not too much, but I fell down. Don't mind him, he's fine now.

“I'm glad.”

Any idea why I called?

“Not at all. Not a clue. ”

- Yeah, I don't think so. You don't have to.

“I was just wondering, are you mad? ”

You think I'm mad?

“No. That's a load of crap. ”

- No, I saw exactly. Yeah, I'm pissed. I'm so angry that I want to drive you to where you are right now. I want to scream at that face. Unfortunately, I don't know where you live. I was angry again that I didn't know where you were.

“What's going on? ”

All right, I'll give you a hint. I just spoke to Director Park Hoon.

“So?”

- Anything come to mind?

The floor lets out a sigh, rubbing its eyebrows with its fingers. When Park Hoon's name popped up, I had a hunch, but I couldn't mention it first.

“Nothing.”

- You really... are. Okay, if you don't have anything to say, hang up.

After checking that the phone was disconnected, Flooring called Park Hoon. Park Hoon answered the phone as if he was waiting.

“Director, did you tell Autumn about me? About casting.”

- It's in the past and Autumn thought it wouldn't be a big deal to say it was a success, but it wasn't because Autumn heard your voice or your voice. I'm sorry. I thought your request not to speak was for his own good, but I don't think so.

“No. It's not hard for you to think that because Nuance did it. My bad. I should have made myself clear. ”

- Is there a big problem between you two?

“I don't know. ”

- Why don't I call Autumn and tell her it was a misunderstanding.

“Don't say anything to the director because of his personality. I'm sorry to call so late. ”

- If you have a problem with this, just tell me. I'll make the most of it.

“No, don't worry, I'll take care of it on my own terms. Then rest."

Flooring smiles at the phone. If things go wrong with this, it will go the way we planned. You should be happy, but I realized that the rabbit wants her dead. I couldn't let it go.

I called her first. The signal continued for a long time. A moment later, I heard a voice. The phone you are calling is either switched off....

It was one of her habits to choose sleep once she was so angry that she couldn't control it. He's probably sleeping with his head on his pillow right now. I took my hand off the Reconnect button and put my phone on the table.

“You haven't helped me once. ”

He looked out the window and said, He plugs in the TV and pulls the beer out of the fridge. It was time to stop thinking and rest. I was watching a dazed drama. My phone cried again. I was lying on the couch, staring at my crying phone. The whole body has gone into strike. I had no strength to get up. After a while, the phone calmed down.

I pushed the beer into my mouth and turned the channel. I had a bad feeling about what autumn called me. If it's sunny, should we call ahead and tell them what's going on, or should we just stay put? He turns his head, contemplating the choice he cannot make. Someone knocked on the door. I thought I heard it wrong, but I heard a thump again.

He put an empty can of beer on the floor and walked to the front door. As I walked along, I heard another thump and knock. He seemed to be in a hurry. There can't be a delivery this late. Someone opened the front door a little and I had a bad feeling. But my hunch was always to come late.

"Still, the door opens smoothly."

He looks up and down at her standing outside the door. The bottom was patient clothing and the top was hoodie.

"Open it."

It was ultimatum, and the floor couldn't resist.

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It's a snowflake that hasn't been laid off in the last year or the last year, but I like to take a day off.

When I was a kid, I used to expect my family to come together, and nowadays I pray to spend it alone. Fortunately, that's been the wind since this snowfall. Life is also a doggodai.

How's everyone holding up?

Please be careful with oysters and only eat cooked food. Otherwise, I watch the blood poop.

I'm going to spend the day at a convenience store in beer, and tomorrow I'm going to go out on my own to the street, and then I'm going to eat something delicious. Please, I wish there was a place.

I'm eating a beer halfway down the side with tangerines. When you've finished drinking, you'll wash up and see House of Cards! Oh, I love the hair follicles.

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Red Day, relax.

I've lived a short life, but most people say, "You can't live that way." And that's how it works. So if you're talking nonsense next to me, ignore it neatly. You can fight. The only advice you need to listen to is to pay for it. This is for sure.

Ah! Good night!

See you tomorrow!

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