The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Chichibu City, Saitama Prefecture

In a certain residential house, the ghost girl sleeping on a low table opened her eyes. She raised her arms and subconsciously looked around, trying to find Su Hairentai, but she couldn't see a familiar figure.

"Renta..."

The ghost girl propped herself up on the table and wanted to stand up, but suddenly felt a pain in her right hand.

She raised her hand as if she felt something, and she saw that her originally solid arm disappeared and became transparent.

Ghost froze for a second, then showed a sad and helpless smile,

"Oh, it's time to say goodbye..."

The ghost girl Yajian said as she turned her head and looked in the direction of the entrance,

"Long time no see, third son, are you here to pick me up?"

There, stood a red-haired girl holding a soul-binding bell, and beside her, a strange but surprisingly imposing ochre-haired boy.

*****

'Mianma', or 'Yajian'.

Born in Chichibu City, Saitama Prefecture, he accidentally slipped down a cliff while playing with his companions five years ago and drowned.

Originally, children who died like this without committing any sins during their lifetime usually practiced by the Sai River in hell, and then at the right time, they were received by Ksitigarbha and reincarnated.

The biggest worry and fear every day is when to turn around, and the building blocks that have been stacked with great difficulty, being overthrown by the ghost jailer.

But the face code is different.

She gave up the chance of reincarnation that other children dreamed of, and stood in front of a shaking S assistant officer with legs shaking like a sieve, asking for a deal.

"Please, Lord Devil, Mianma can't leave yet. Mianma, Mianma and Renta's mother have made an agreement, you can soak in the blood pool or fry the oil, please, please——"

Ghost Lantern has a black face, with a menacing expression like a scary black mamba: "Please?"

Under the shadow of the tall Assistant Officer of Hell, the thin white-haired girl was so frightened that she hiccupped, shaking with poached tears while hiccupping.

Come on, Mianma!There is only one chance!

In the distance, Sanzi and the other children who were hiding behind the rock bunker poked their heads out quietly, and silently cheered the ghost girl with clenched fists.

"Please, hiccup, please—"

Perhaps feeling the encouragement from Guichai and his friends, Mianma, who had turned his eyes in circles and was only one step away from fainting, closed his eyes, summoned up his courage and shouted,

"Please let me be fat for a while! Please!"

After the ghost girl finished speaking, she stabbed to the ground violently, and performed a five-body bow in all directions.

The third son who was watching secretly: "..."

Other infant deceased: "..."

The third son looked at the face lying on the ground like a corpse, the corners of his mouth twitched,

"Then what... where did you learn this bow?"

The ghost guard watching: "...it seems to be an afro-headed dead man named Akashi."

"I heard that although the deceased had struggled for 20 years and was not admitted to the lawyer, it is said that with this 'five-body bow', he completed many difficult tasks and became the best paralegal in a gold medal law firm." (②)

It can be regarded as a different kind of success.

Third son: "..."

The request for face code can be said to be a fantasy in hell, but it is not without precedent.

Ono Huang, the assistant officer of King Qin Guang in the first hall, exchanged identities with Ghost Lamp hundreds of years ago when he was still in the human period, and briefly assisted Yan Mo in his work.

During the trial, he once defended his dying friend to King Yan Mo and helped him return to the world.

Hell is like a devil to the evil ones, but it is always willing to leave a glimmer of life for the pure souls.

In the end, at the cost of the grace and reincarnation accumulated by the ancestors, Mianma exchanged the ten kings for a month's dying time in this world.

At that time, the third son was the guide of Mianma.

Now, naturally, she will send the girl back.

****

"Well, did your wish come true?"

The third son walked to the girl holding the soul-binding bell and asked softly.

The red-haired girl looked at the girl softly, and was willing to show the most tolerant gesture to the pure white soul, any ghost.

What's more, the girl in front of her who seemed to be the same age as the third son was only 11 years old when she died.

Mianma tightly clenched the skirt on his body, and after taking a long, deep breath, he raised his head and showed a cheerful smile to the third son,

"...En! Mianma's wish has been fulfilled, satisfied!"

"Thank you, Lord Sanzi, for causing so much trouble for everyone, let's...let's go!"

After Mianma finished speaking, he frowned and closed his eyes resignedly.

The third son looked at the girl and didn't speak.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was standing in the entrance and leaning against the wall, also noticed that the red-haired girl stared at the ghost for a while.

Then the girl moved her right hand holding the soul-binding bell, sighed helplessly, raised her left hand and gently flicked the ghost girl's forehead,

"If you're satisfied, shouldn't you be laughing now? What's the matter with the tears?"

Mian Ma was taken aback when he heard the words, and when he opened his eyes, tears were suffocating in his eyes, and then fell out.

"Third son... I, I—"

The red-haired girl stood up, turned her back to the girl and walked towards the entrance,

"The exchange time between you and the ten kings is one month, but there is still an hour before dawn. Go ahead and finish the last thing you want to do."

"But, but I have..."

A girl's voice came from behind.

Zhongyuan Zhong also saw the ghost girl walking towards him blink slowly.

As if thinking of a distant scene, a look of regret appeared in the girl's eyes, but when she blinked again, it disappeared again.

"What about farewell?"

The third son turned his head and looked at the girl sitting on the ground, "It's not enough to just say goodbye to your partner, right?"

The white ghost suddenly opened his eyes wide.

At the same time, a black-haired boy shouted the name "Mianma" and forcefully opened the door of the house.

……

…………

"Just let them go, okay?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the back of the black-haired boy running away with the ghost on his back, looked sideways at the third son and asked.

The third son raised his hand and touched his chin: "Well, anyway, there is still a little time, after all, our ghost messenger is not a devil, and—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows: "And?"

The red-haired girl raised the soul-binding bell in her hand and shook it, then said with a natural smile,

"Also, if that kid dares to escape, the place she will go to will not be heaven, but the pillar of fire in hell."

"While being grilled by the black flames of hell, while being tied to a pillar, the jailer read her secret love diary and composition in elementary school in public!"

Zhong Yuan was also silent: "..."

"Third son."

"kindness?"

"Actually, you don't need to be humble."

If you can think of this kind of punishment, you are already outstanding devils.

In the distance, the mask lying on Su Hairentai's back suddenly shivered.

*****

The joys and sorrows of human beings are always different.

Sometimes you feel that they are noisy, but when you look carefully, you will feel that it may be the most glorious moment in human life.

In the forest, Sanzi and Nakahara were also sitting on a tree, looking down at the "Super Peaceful Busters" who bid farewell to each other on the ground.

The handwriting belonging to Etsuko Anjo was handed over to her younger sister, Naruko Anjo.

Mianma wrote in the letter that he likes the down-to-earth An Ming the most.

Ancheng Etsuko wrote in the drawing that she likes the shy curly-haired sister the most.

[Stupid sister, you don’t need to force yourself to change, you are already the best. 】

The high school girl who held two blessings from her elder sister and childhood playmate in her arms burst into tears.

For her, at this moment, she really needs to get out of the tolerance of her playmates and the protection of her eldest sister, and grow up completely.

The sun had completely risen, and Zhongyuan Zhongya looked at the ghost girl who disappeared into a Buddha in the sunlight, and suddenly asked,

"Third son, will all people become Buddhas after death?"

The ochre-haired boy's questioning voice was very calm, but the third son was slightly taken aback. She slowly turned her head and looked at the boy beside her.

The golden rays of the sun shone through the gaps between the branches above the head, leaving a very faint trace of light on the side face of Nakahara Chuya.

The third son looked at him, for a moment, she seemed to see the bloody, suppressed burning black and red flames hidden behind the young man's back and——

A companion destined to keep losing.

The billiard ball left by the broadcaster was faintly hot in the girl's arms.

In an instant, the red-haired girl understood the true identity of the person in front of her.

"...Zhongye?" The third son called out tentatively.

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked like a needle, and suddenly turned his head to look at the third son.

Under the morning sun, the red-haired girl and the brown-haired boy stared at each other with staring eyes like a ghost.

After a while, the third son couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"What, I went around in circles, and it turned out that the 'Zhong Ye' that the broadcaster and the others were talking about was you."

The name buried deep in the past was flipped out by the girl in an understatement.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his pupils in astonishment, his eyes fixed on the third son's face without turning his eyes, his voice was as tense as a drawn bowstring,

"This name... why do you know it?"

"Does it need to be said—"

Under the staring eyes of the gravitationalist, the red-haired girl took out a round object from her arms and handed it to Zhongya Zhongye.

Zhong Yuan also lowered his head, it was an old billiard ball with "Winner" written on it.

The moment the familiar handwriting entered the target, a picture flashed in Nakahara Chuya's mind.

Like a book with yellowed paper, it is opened again, and the dust on it is gently dusted off, revealing a scene in memory.

Pianist, broadcaster, surgeon, dumb bird, cold-blooded.

They stood by the pool table in the bar, smiled and said to themselves who threatened to go back——

【"Are you leaving Chuya, what a pity, after that we have prepared a billiards game and a lot of prizes!"】

【"No way, since the main character left early, let's play with a few of us. Don't worry Zhongye, we will happily win along with your prize."]

【"Oh, remember to close the door when you go back, Chuya."】

……

…………

Those laughing pictures and dialogues once again rang in the ears of Chuya Zhongyuan, as clearly as if he had never left.

——"Mr. Zhongyuan, hell is fair."

The girl's clear voice came through the memories, and the calm tone carried the power of judgment from the rules.

"Death is never a rest, but the beginning of judgment—

Killing, stealing, slander, drinking, the five precepts, the five rebellions... all the sins during life, after death, must be paid off one by one in endless punishment, no one can be an exception. "

"...Mr. Zhongyuan, not all the dead are eligible to go to Taoyuan Township to obtain real peace."

In other words... the broadcaster and the others—

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his palm tightly on the tree trunk.He looked at the third son, with stormy waves rolling in his eyes.

"However, you have a group of good companions."

Speaking of this, the red-haired girl whose eyes were as cold as a god's statue in the temple suddenly laughed, her eyes were soft, as if the ice and snow had just melted.

Little by little, she opened the boy's clenched fingers, and stuffed the old billiard ball into Nakahara Chuya's palm,

"Central Plains Chuya, before reincarnating everyone in the Banner Club, please ask me to tell you—"

Zhong Yuanzhong also relaxed, and he watched the third son with calm and focused eyes.

At this moment, the former partner seemed to be brought back to life through the red-haired girl and stood in front of him.

they said--

【"Chuya, we did die because of your special birth, but we didn't resent you for it. You know, we are the Mafia, and we have long been aware of life and death."】(①)

【"So—forget about us quickly, and live a more relaxed and calm life."】