Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

When I realized, the dark world was covering my sight.

I was supposed to be in the sitting area until just now, but I got drunk and freaked out, and I threw up blood, and then... did I die?

In the dark, I'm alone.

Even though my feet, my hands, and the kimono I was wearing in the sitting area seemed clear, I didn't admit anything but black around me.

Is this what death is, oddly enough?

Disconnected from the world, I have no voice with anyone, I can't even watch.

I didn't like ghosts, but how can a ghost be? If you mean dead, I want to be a ghost anyway. As long as you're in such a dark and lonely place, it would be better if you could see everyone, but be scared when they realize it's a ghost.

Speaking of which, I was here sometime when I thought I was going to see a running light, so I kind of clapped myself out. I wonder myself if I panic a little in this situation, but it's something that makes me weird and calm, and I'm a little discouraged.

That's when I felt like I could remember something.

I couldn't remember myself before I was reincarnated, but I finally felt like I could grasp something.

I ended up in a space like this at some point.

I just walked.

Like the first time I woke up in this world and walked flirtatiously without a destination. Maybe there's a flower garden or something, I walk in anticipation.

I walked straight, made a slight bend, and even walked the unseen ground and the road.

But it remains dark wherever you go. My feet trembled unconsciously as I walked down a path that saw no light and nothing. I don't feel tired walking in wonder, but oh, I'm strangely convinced of my thoughts that when I die, I don't feel tired either.

……

I stopped walking and crouched on the spot.

"... fu, uhh..."

Round your posture with your forehead on your bent knee.

Am I really, am I dead?

After all, the idea was as painful as ripping my heart out. Because I haven't been able to say anything to my loved ones yet. Say thank you or thank you for your help. No, before that, I didn't like this way of breaking up.

Dead from poison?

Even though you're not a ninja, a samurai, or a great man to be targeted for your life?

There was something more I wanted to talk about.

I wanted to talk to Autumn Water about new plum kimonos for you, and I wanted to talk to Orchid Chrysanthemum about another massage for you and all the things that the wind is going to do and have done so far.

I was wondering if I could thank Brother Ripple for the hair decorations he gave me, and Brother Ujino said that I would enjoy going shopping in town next time.

Brother Shimizu...

"Shimizu, brother Isama"

As soon as I thought of your face, I had the urge to be able to tighten my chest.

My heart is heavy and painful.

But this was a different kind of suffering than when I suffered from poison. I didn't cry when it was poisonous and painful, but now the tears accumulate on my eyelids and it's hot. As twitched and eroded, the heat swept through his whole body.

I wonder how this feels.

I don't know such emotions.

Because I never felt that against him.

... really?

"Sorry, sorry, sorry"

Then somewhere, I hear voices like that.

It was a girl's voice.

And I heard that voice, it sounded familiar.

I get up and move on to the voice so that I can suck it in. Though the tremor never stopped, the stride never stopped.

It's still dark around here, and I have no idea where you're walking. Look up, there's no sky or ceiling, just darkness spreading.

After walking for a while, I saw something at the end of my gaze.

I'll stare at what it is.

In the meantime, I also heard words repeatedly uttered: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry".

Getting closer gradually.

The identity of that 'something' was also becoming more and more clear.

But seeing the identity of that 'something' made my leg tremor even stronger.

Because that's...

"Nogi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry"

You can't even be here. Because it was what she looked like.