Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

What is my happiness?

I wonder what lies ahead of death. Is that going to heaven? Is it about going to hell? Will you sing about your next life, as the word "reincarnation" says?

I don't know, but at least I'm sure I'm going to hell.

I've been trying to kill my people.

Even though I knew that was the way my people jumped in, I couldn't stop them.

And that was twelve years ago.

"See you again..."

"Oh, I don't know... everyone."

Twelve years ago, relative death became popular within Yoshihara. It was slightly light-hearted to say it was popular, but playmen and guests often tried to keep their hearts open one after the other anyway. Originally it was a world with a lot of suicides, but it has been increasing since this time that customers say they are with us.

I don't know what's sad and suicidal... but I find myself worried about thoughts I don't even know because I'm a playman.

One playman died in relative death that day in the Tianjin brothel. The month before that was two of us. In common, they say they're all young, mostly teenagers. I'm a teenager myself, but I don't want to commit suicide. Absolutely.

Dead are all those who came into the same period as themselves. It was just about a year after I started working as a playboy. We all go to each other's rooms and talk about work problems while we can call them friends.

Same goes for Shiraise, who died last month. Hayase, who visited my room two days before his relative death with a guest, had stuffed me all the time just asking me to listen and exhaling her own painful thoughts.

"He and I are dead together... Oh, I'm hilarious. haha '

"So, can Tsuise be happy?

"Are you happy? I'm not happy... I don't know. '

I thought it was dangerous.

The eyes of the jade are swimming in heaven.

Looks like you're aiming for an end on a distant sky.

"Dear Uncle!!

"Oi! What is it,...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

And two days later.

A vulture that tried to clean up the midst of the tsubaki used in the garden found an unusual figure of the garden and the woman of the guests.

The view ended when he said that the cause of death would be some kind of poison. There is no sign of tearing his belly with a blade, it does not feel like he slapped his head with something, and there are no marks of his neck tightened.

It was just telling the story that the red cup that was next to the two of them was relative death. Apparently, he put poison in a cup and drank it.

The red cup is a symbol of contract. I suppose you meant to say, "May we be bound in the world."

Happy.

What is happiness?

Was Shise happy after all?

Now that he is dead, there is no one who knows or answers the answer.

"Don't you die on me."

That's what my uncle used to say when I was bald. It was just a little nasty when they told me that I would eat women's filth in peacetime.

'All right. Don't even be a one-man playman, don't even think about dying, absolutely. Sometimes it's good to live. What's so good about this? Or so you'd think.'

Uncle Hussein whilst blowing a flue in front of himself sitting upright speaks as he lowers his gaze.

"But love in this world is hell. If I just get serious about one woman, I'm gonna have to munch her heart, hurt her, paralyze her. But I'm gonna have to do business. I know a lot of crazy people."

"Weird..."

"Ah. But... no matter how careful you say it, no one else can tie you to your heart. There's nothing I can do about all that. '

"I can't be free until I'm 35. Nobody tells you not to like it. I can't help but like it... But stop burning yourself to death. If you live, one day you'll have something good to do. I'll get you guys to work. That's not what I was able to say, and I got your lives in exchange for my money. But if you don't tell me, it's my kid."

'Parents who are happy to be preceded by their children are not parents. At least I'm not happy......... oh, hey, what's wrong with you'

It wasn't until my uncle wolfed that I found tears flowing from my own eyes.

'Eh, no,...'

'... if you want to cry, honestly cry, you idiot. This is your house. Home. Oh, but don't cry in the sitting area, because you have guests. And, uh,'

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"Cherry blossoms are beautiful this year"

Look at the girl in front of you.

This girl..., the girl calls herself a man but she just looks like a stomach to herself. It would be a matter of consciousness. Anyway, when I went out on the road, of course, all the spectators thought I was a man, so it just seemed like a beautiful boy with thin lines.

But I don't think I can help but laugh at people in the field who don't think of this girl as a woman who's putting their thoughts on cherry blossoms.

When this kid was a little younger, he had a song for me to read.

"Cherry Blossoms, now the people are in the clouds, and I must be with you."

A song that says.

The cherry blossoms are full, but I want to be with you. [M] It is meant to be.

When I asked you why you wanted to give me this song.

"My brother, is he, yes, no?

"I'm talking about my brother, hey... no. Ah... eh. I don't care how proud you are... or how beautiful you all are. '

"Yeah?"

"If it wasn't for my brother and everyone else, it wouldn't be tough, it wouldn't look beautiful, and then..."

'And then,... I just want to stay with you forever'

This song about wanting to spend the season together is a love song.

I wonder what song this kid will give me when he grows up, whether he knows it or not.

"There's a Good Thing If You Live."

My uncle, who called himself my child.

A bunch of playmen who are also the best understanders. Especially those two.

And this girl who sang to me that she wanted to be with me.

Shigese, I'm not going there yet.

To go, to die, you have to kill everyone.

Because I don't like that.