[Comprehensive] Mirror of Death and Life

Katsuya Saeki took me to a coffee shop near his house.

While pushing open the glass sliding door, he turned his head and introduced to me: "I found this store by accident. Although it is not big, the coffee and pasta inside taste very good."

With the soft ringing of the wind chimes, I followed him and walked in.

As soon as you enter the room, you will be greeted with a wonderful aroma, which is bitter and sweet, just like the taste of coffee.The store is not big, and the decoration inside is also very simple, most of which are wooden structures, and the walls are neatly arranged with wooden boards for decoration and protection, with wooden tables, chairs and wooden floors, giving people a warm feeling.

Behind the counter stood a young man with yellow hair.He was wearing casual clothes and a chef's apron. He was sitting and playing games when he heard a guest come in and raised his head to say hello: "Welcome-hey, it's Zuo Bo-san, is this your friend?"

I saw him greet Katsuya Saeki familiarly, and I couldn't help but turned around and joked with the young people around him: "I didn't expect you to have such a passionate friend."

Katsuya Saeki walked to a table inside and pulled out a chair to sit down. Hearing my teasing, he sighed: "No, it's just a familiarity."

The yellow-haired young man holding the menu just heard this sentence, and he yelled: "Wow, Saeki-san is so cold! He obviously said before that he and I are friends." He looked at me while talking , there was subtle hostility in his eyes, "It's so sad, I thought I could have one more friend."

If it was Katsuya Saeki, who was timid before, he probably couldn't help but follow him, but now this is a calm and indifferent person who has solved his spiritual loopholes.So he just looked down at the menu the young man brought over and asked me, "What do you want to eat?"

"Whatever, I'll listen to your recommendation." I propped my chin, and saw that the yellow-haired young man became depressed instantly after listening to Saeki's words.Just like a golden retriever rushing to his owner to beg for caress but being rejected, even the almost materialized dog tail hangs down. Seeing him like this, I can't help but want to laugh.

Katsuya Saeki quickly ordered the dishes and drinks, and handed the menu to the dejected waiter. He also noticed the gray aura emanating from the other party's body, and sighed: "Although we are familiar with each other, we are barely friends."

The young man immediately became happy when he heard this sentence, took the menu and went back to the counter, leaned on the kitchen window and shouted: "The store manager—there is a customer—"

Soon there was the sound of jingling bells and a man shouting in the next room: "Got it!"

What a lively shop, Katsuya Saeki and I looked at each other and saw the same words in his eyes.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw a calendar hanging on the wall behind Katsuya Saeki, with today's date circled in red pen on it, I groaned.

"What's the matter?" Katsuya Saeki turned his head, and of course he didn't notice anything unusual.

He waved his hand to indicate that there was nothing wrong with him: "I just found out that today is a special day for me."

The blue-eyed youth raised the corners of his mouth: "Is it the wedding anniversary?"

I smiled wryly: "If only it would be fine."

Since it was a working day, Katsuya Saeki and I were the only ones in the restaurant, and the dishes were served quickly.

The first is two cups of coffee. After Huang Mao brought the cups over, he dragged a chair with the tray and sat down next to us.His unrestrained appearance perfectly confirmed Saeki's evaluation of his familiarity.

He sat back on the chair and looked at Saeki Katsuya with his hands lying on the back of the chair: "Today is a working day, isn't Saeki-san not working?"

I took a sip of coffee, tasted the bitter aroma that filled my mouth instantly, and looked at Katsuya Saeki with the mentality of watching a good show——

He acted casually: "I'm too tired, I want to take a day off."

"Is that so..." Huangmao pondered for a while, and suddenly said, "Did something happen? I feel that Zuobo-san has changed a lot."

This kid is really sharp.I put down the glass, unexpectedly Katsuya Saeki's words of "acquaintance who can barely be regarded as a friend" in his mouth have noticed his change.

In fact, the appearance of the young man has not changed, nor has the style of dressing, but the eyes and temperament have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Huang Mao pointed out this: "It feels like a different person, whether it's the feeling or the eyes."

Katsuya Saeki smiled at him: "Then do you think this change is good or bad?"

"Well——" Huang raised his chin and faced the ceiling for a while, "I don't know. Although you are not as gentle as before, I feel that Saebo-san is much more relaxed. I think it should be a good thing. Before, you felt very lonely and depressed." He gestured Go ahead, show us both the situation before Katsuya Saeki.

Katsuya Saeki didn't speak, and I also quietly sipped my coffee.

The yellow-haired boy didn't seem to notice the change in the atmosphere, and began to talk about what happened to him during this period.

He looks young, but in fact he is only in his early twenties and has not yet entered the society. He is full of vigor and enthusiasm of a young college student, like a little sun.I'm not interested in such people, nor do I dislike them.

In general, no one will hate a golden retriever who can bring laughter.

It's just that such a good mood will last until that name appears.

After a while, the store manager in the kitchen next door finished the meal, and shouted Huang Mao's name, asking him to bring the meal: "Taiichi! Igarashi Taichi!"

"Hey hey hey-here we come." Huang Mao, not Igarashi Taichi jumped up and rushed behind the counter like a whirlwind.

He was rushed in a hurry, and rushed over in two steps at a time. Only Katsuya Saeki noticed my change.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a soft voice, realizing that my change had something to do with the name the store manager called just now.

I put down the coffee in my hand with a blank expression, and the bottom of the ceramic cup touched the matching porcelain plate, making a slight click: "It's nothing."

Taichi Igarashi.

What an unpleasant first and last name.

The shadow of my previous life haunts me again like a lingering ghost, and it always pops up from time to time after I return to this world.

Just like when I saw the calendar just now, I realized that today is the anniversary of my death in my previous life.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the yellow-haired one who was waiting to pick up the food at the window is... my younger brother.

In the previous life, half brother.

That mother is from country r, recognized by his father, and therefore he is valued and loved by the old man Igarashi.

I know that my tragic experience in the previous life has nothing to do with him, and he may not even know the existence of my brother.

Intellectually clear, but emotionally venting anger is unavoidable.

Once I was trapped in the mansion and thought countless times, would my life be different without that brother.If there is no child named Igarashi Taichi, will I still be the heir carefully cultivated by my grandfather, will I still be the young master of the Igarashi group, the prince of the underworld.

I have imagined it countless times, and then realized the absurdity of such a concept countless times.

The fact is that Igarashi Taichi exists, and Igarashi Kagami, who is locked up in the house and is about to die alone and forgotten, also exists.

Because I have thought about it too many times, my memory is very deep. Whether it is the feeling or the scene at that time, I still remember it very clearly.

The dark and gloomy mansion, the silent room, the deaf-mute old nanny.

That was my childhood and youth in my previous life. After finally escaping from the house, I was still found by my grandfather, and then...

"Seafood curry risotto and Napoli pasta~" Taichi Igarashi put the two meals in front of Katsuya Saeki and me with great interest, and introduced them triumphantly, "The chef's craftsmanship is superb, you must serve them while they are hot tasty."

I woke up from the memory and found that Saeki Katsuya and Igarashi Taichi were staring at me.

"Is something wrong?" I was in a bad mood, and my tone was not very good.

Katsuya Saeki withdrew his eyes, bowed his head and said "I'm starting" and began to eat quietly, while Taichi Igarashi...

He stared at me without shyness or averting his gaze.

I even felt that he sensed my hidden murderous intent.

You should have noticed it.

The old man Igarashi has carefully cultivated the young master for more than ten years, the next leader of the Igarashi group, even if he is only in his early 20s, he is not an ordinary college student.

Otherwise, how could his bright eyes be full of tension, guard and a little bit of fear.

"Taiyi, have you served the meal to the guests?" Someone pushed open the wooden door leading to the kitchen, and walked in while wiping his hands.

I immediately recognized this middle-aged man, also wearing a chef's apron and wiping his hands with a towel, as my father in a previous life.

Holding my head, I laughed again: "It's really interesting."

It turned out to be no coincidence, the manager of this store is my "father", no wonder my "brother" works here, no wonder other dates are not marked, but today's day is specially marked with red pen on the calendar.

"It will be cold if you don't eat any more." Saeki Katsuya didn't know why, he raised his head to remind me.

I paused, and finally restrained my murderous aura and picked up the chopsticks.

I could clearly hear Igarashi Taichi heaving a sigh of relief, holding the tray and walking back to the counter as if nothing had happened, while answering his father: "I have already delivered it, and I especially praised your craftsmanship."

The manager of the coffee shop didn't seem to notice anything, and after making sure his young son was not slacking off, he returned to the kitchen.

The small shop was quiet again, only the ticking of the clock on the wall was heard, Taichi Igarashi did not come over to chat with us, but chose to sit behind the counter and play games again.

The sounds of fighting and sound effects in the game console sounded continuously. Under the seemingly calm surface, every muscle group on Taichi Igarashi's body was tense—he was still on guard against me.

After eating, I ignored Taichi Igarashi's hesitation to speak, and I directly opened the door and entered the kitchen.

Because there is one thing that I am very concerned about, even if I calm down, I still want to know.

As if I had discussed it with his son, when I walked into the kitchen, the shop manager was sitting on a chair and playing with his mobile phone, when he saw me coming in, he stood up in surprise: "Customer, why did you come in? too one!"

He seemed to think it was Taichi's prank outside, so he called his son's name.

I made a pause gesture: "It has nothing to do with him, I have something to ask you."

"what's up?"

"Do you still remember Igarashi mirror, or Cheng Jing?"

As soon as this question came out, the store manager's expression changed drastically.

His eyes also became deep and dangerous, and his demeanor suddenly changed from an ordinary coffee shop owner to a gangster: "...What is your relationship with him?"

"...It's a friend, I didn't expect you to remember him."

The store manager was silent for a while, his eyes drifted to the calendar on the outside wall: "After all...Of course I will remember."

After all, is he his own son?

That being the case, did you not object when he was locked up?Even the date of his son's death is specially marked. Why did he not hesitate so much when he was pushed out to be a scapegoat?

These two questions hovered in my heart, but in the end I still didn't ask them.

Because I feel very boring.

So what if you asked him, so what if you got his answer.Even if he kneels in front of me and repents or has no remorse, Igarashi is already dead.

Dead for ten years.

"It's been ten years, how time flies." I sighed, "Do you know where his grave is?"

Facing the complicated look in the man's eyes, I said nonchalantly, "As a friend, I want to visit his grave."

Sweeping your own grave is a unique experience.

The store manager hesitated for a while, and finally told me the address of the cemetery, and the moment I turned around and walked out of the kitchen, he whispered behind me: "...I'm sorry for that child."

The raised foot stopped in mid-air, and then stepped on it without hesitation. I closed the door behind me, and my heart was extremely calm: What's the use of regretting now, isn't that child pushed to death by you and your father? .

Unexpectedly, before I entered the kitchen, the restaurant was still quiet, but when I turned around and came back, it became lively instead.

A beautiful and arrogant woman was leaning on the table, and said to Saeki Katsuya with a smile: "My name is Tomie, Tomie Kawakami. What's your name?"

The man beside her turned blue with anger, just like the face of Taichi Igarashi behind the counter.

It was an expression distorted by jealousy and hatred.

The author has something to say: Hahahaha I don’t know why, but when I saw the beauty of Tomie accosting the gay guy Katsuya Saeki, I just wanted to laugh!

And to celebrate, I got my grandpa and added a new chapter!They were all prepared for Wan Zhan, but they didn't expect to find the lost old man before the first team graduated!happy~