I accidentally died yesterday [comprehensive]

Someone killed himself by lying on the rails.

The location is about 400 meters in front of the store. I heard that because the lights are not very bright at night, when the train came, although the headlights were turned on, the people who fell on the rails could not be seen clearly.

The customer who told the news seemed to be an office worker who just got off the train. He bought a discounted bento that was sold at night, and was discussing with his companions about going to the izakaya.

"It's scary. When I got out of the car, I heard a bystander say that the man jumped over the guardrail."

He gestured at his height: "The guardrail standing in front of the track to prevent falling is at least as high as my chest."

"That person, made a sprinting movement, and just jumped over with support."

He seemed to be talking to a colleague who lived in the same place. The two of them were wearing similar suits. The colleague nodded: "What I'm saying is that if you make such a move, your heart should be filled with the belief that you must die."

"I don't know if it's people like us... There were conflicts with colleagues and bosses at work."

The more the office worker talked, the lower his voice, and he sighed: "Forget it, let's not talk about this matter."

So desperate, and there is no way to resolve it, what can I do except commit suicide. 】

The little ghost sitting on the office worker's shoulder sighed vaguely, Kurokawa Migumi pretended to hand over the departure ticket, hooked his fingers and bounced Tianxiegui out.That's how he cleared the imp off the store manager's shoulders.

Watching the two office workers leave, there was another conflict in the store. Two customers who came to shop collided with each other. They quarreled, saying: "What are you doing?" and asked: "Did you do it on purpose?" of?"

Fortunately, the store manager stopped him in time, otherwise there would be a fight in the store.

"Today is really unfortunate."

The store manager wiped his forehead. He seemed to be thinking about what happened in the evening, and said, "Today is my unlucky day," repeated this sentence several times, and then called all the store staff and announced that the store would be closed early today.

"Tomorrow, I will go to the shrine to worship and get rid of the bad luck on my body."

"Is the manager going?"

"Bring me back a shou." A clerk put his hands together and prayed sincerely.

"It's the kind of thing you have to do yourself."

"Please, please, it's just that I really don't have time during the day tomorrow."

The store manager agreed, he nodded, and looked at Heichuan Mangjian, "Where is Heichuan, can I bring one for you?"

Kurokawa shook his head: "No, thank you for your kindness."

He rejected the store manager's kindness. After all, he had died and came back to life, and he still carried ghosts on his body that were rejected by Shinto and called filthy things. It's not good to touch the things of the shrine.

Who knows what will happen, but it's best not to mess with these "sacred" and "clean" things.

Mitsumi Kurokawa changed the store's staff uniform, said goodbye to several other employees, waved his hand, and rode his bicycle to leave. He passed the station, and the yellow cordon representing isolation was tied to the two pillars of the station, sealing off those who could not Less pedestrian footsteps.

Many people waiting for the bus gathered outside, discussing the matter in low voices.

"Blink, swish, and suddenly jump over."

"Yes, yes, I heard that the tram driver didn't see it either."

"This happens all the time..."

He flies by like the wind on his bike, putting the words behind him.

but……

I'm so tired of going to school today.

Everyone can't get along well.

It is obviously a small matter, but it must be difficult to end.

these humans.

What a nuisance.

Gee.

Something was wrong, and Kurokawa Mangjian was surprised to find that he had also been scolded.

He stopped his bicycle, looked over his shoulder, and touched the top of his head, but found nothing. He left the bike and walked to the river bank to look at the water, but he didn't see the annoying red ghost.

Is it really his own idea?

When he returned to the residence, he smelled a familiar aroma as soon as he opened the door. Miss Wakana was sitting in the living room watching TV as usual. Is the new tenant coming?"

New tenant?

who is it?

He looked behind him, and behind him was a deserted street, empty of people.

"Is it a ghost?"

Kurokawa Misaki asked hesitantly.

Miss Wakaca nodded: "Red skin, round like a red fat man, with two horns growing on its head, lying on your back. When you turn around, it will also turn around, and if you stretch out your hand, it will back away. "

"Oh—you are being watched by a ghost."

She rolled up the sleeves of her kimono, "It's so useless, I'll help you pull it off."

She leaned forward and circled around Heichuan Mangjian, tsk-tsk: "No, run away."

"It's pretty smart."

According to Ms. Wakaca's description, that celestial evil spirit was as tall as a forearm, bigger than all the celestial evil spirits Kurokawa Mang had ever seen, and secondly, it was also very smart. Every time it was caught, it would disappear.

"From your description, it's more annoying than mosquitoes in summer."

Kurokawa Mangjian sighed.

Ms. Wakaca warmed up the food as usual, and Kurokawa Mangjian placed it on the table. As soon as he picked up the chopsticks, Miss Wakaca said, "Here we come again." When he turned his head, he said again, "I've already left."

"What does this ghost do?"

Miss Wakaca has been dead for a long time, and has been wandering in this room, and she doesn't know anything about ghosts outside this house.

"It seems to be provoking people's hearts, or saying some bad things in people's ears, making them do things they don't want to do."

Ms. Wakaca nodded: "It's quite powerful."

"If I were this powerful, I wouldn't be stuck here."

"Miss Wakana is also very good."

Kurokawa Mitsumi pointed to the neatly packed house and said, "When I came here, I was ready to sleep in a deserted house. Who told the rent here to be so low."

"I didn't expect Miss Wakana to tidy them up in just one night."

Ms. Wakana was very proud. She pretended to tidy up her kimono sleeves shyly, "Where is it? This is an essential skill for unmarried women."

"At that time, girls had to learn bridal courses."

"Clothes, hairstyles, housekeeping, ikebana..."

"Even if you're not proficient, you still need to know a thing or two."

"A gentle, beautiful, and sensible girl can have a happy marriage."

She thought of something sad and her heart sank.

"Forget it, forget it, there's nothing to discuss with a little brother like you."

She changed the subject: "That red fat guy is elusive, what should we do?"

"You can't let it stay at home."

She fanned her nose: "I can always smell a sulfur-like stench."

They thought of many ways. First, Mitsumi Kurokawa rode a bicycle for 10 minutes, hoping to get rid of the spirit-like evil spirit behind him with the speed of the wind, and then prepared a temporary shrine at home, and then each person and ghost were full of guilt. prayer.

Originally, I planned to go to the shrine to receive the so-called "clean water" from Temizuya, but it was too late and I gave up this decision.

After tossing and tossing for two hours and approaching the early morning, Kurokawa Mang spread out on the tatami mat tiredly, "That's it, if there is a monster in my body, let it eat this little fat man."

"You really are, just go with the situation."

Miss Wakana rolled her eyes.

"That thing in your body, although I don't know what it is, it always feels very dangerous."

"Dangerous things must be kept away. No matter how you keep this idea, you will always be safe. I'm right."

"Even so."

Kurokawa Mangjian turned over and looked at Miss Wakana.

"This thing was in my body earlier than the water ghost."

"If I hadn't died once, I'm afraid I would never see him in my life."

"It can be said that it was born at the moment of my death."

"Black mist..."

Kurokawa Mangjian thought for a while.

"Didn't some spiritual expert say that the soul of a person after death is not white, but black?"

He turned over and sat up on the tatami, stretched out his right hand and pointed to the open space, and introduced to Miss Wakana, "Let me introduce you solemnly."

"this is my friend."

"My dead soul."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha."

Unaware of the point of his laughter that those words made, Kurokawa Mangjian covered his stomach and laughed.

"My dead soul."

"It's interesting to think about it."

Not at all.

The virtuous Miss Wakana rolled her eyes for the second time.

Tianxiegui, who followed Heichuan Mangjian all the way home, was very persistent. He followed Heichuan Mangjian when he was about to go to bed, and he refused to leave.

Kurokawa Misaki sat kneeling beside the sliding door, and nodded to Miss Wakana who was sitting in the bedroom, "Then I'll go to bed first."

"This guy has been following me, so he shouldn't pester you."

"I wish you a good dream."

Miss Wakana waved her hand, "Go, go."

"We lived together for three months, and you have always been so polite."

This persistence is easy to make people feel good.

Miss Wakaca saw the student opposite close the sliding door, and then turned off the light in the living room within 5 minutes. It was pitch black, leaving her alone in the bedroom.

A little quiet.

Although it has been almost 30 years since I became a ghost, I still can't get used to this kind of quietness.

The sakura-colored kimono she wore when she died was as new as ever, and she had not been stained with dust in the past 30 years. She stood up, stretched her legs in an unladylike way, twisted her waist, walked through the bedroom wall, and came to the yard , In a corner of the yard, there are vegetables she planted when she was dying. Half of the area is occupied by miscellaneous weeds, but some vegetables are thriving.

"Your grandparents are the same as before."

She squatted in front of the vegetable garden and took a look, "You must grow up well."

"In this way, I can eat you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow, fried eggplant or fried tomato?"

"It's hard to choose."

I'm going to plant these seeds. 】

So when you get married, you can use them to entertain guests. 】

You said, can you? 】

Miss Wakasa's eyes were dark, like the moon covered by dark clouds. She stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

There were six tatami mats there, and she parked next to the window, the second from the left.

The dark night shone in through the window, and on the second tatami, the surface of the light yellow straw mat oozes blood.

you. 】

Why did you leave suddenly? 】

She slowly touched her face.

Eyes, nose and mouth, ears, gurgling blood.

You have abandoned me like this. 】

killed me. 】