It's all over, and when we broke up, Theodore, you spoke to Jiro Hot.
"At the end of the day... Professor Friedman kept his eyes open, didn't he?
"Oh."
Theodore remembers closing his eyes with that open.
"To my mind, Professor Friedman didn't want to die either. Even if death wasn't the end, I wanted to be in this world where I could make death my present and feel my life. I wanted to stay as Isaac Friedman. Isn't that how you felt? I've always had my eyes open because I wanted to see the world at all with Isaac Friedman's eyes"
"I see... I wonder if that's how I feel when I die too..."
Feng Jiro has been exposed to the danger of death several times, but I didn't think about it until then. I didn't feel it.
"That death is not the end - a great man who made the existence of the Spirit and the Spiritual Realm demonstrate the reincarnation of the circle, at the end of the day, obsessed with life, fearing death. Even if it's not the end, death is scary. At least someone named Isaac Friedman has already disappeared from the world. He interferes in the world by his will, by the authority of his being."
"Stop"
Theodore's story was controlled on the way by Hot Jiro.
"More than that... you'll be able to get the information around you."
In Theodore's ear, Hot Jiro whispers.
"Okay. Not really... I'd rather not say"
Nodding Theodore.
(Is life... the right to interfere in the world? That's an interesting interpretation. No, is that the truth from the underworld -)
But Junko, who had a good ear, was listening and listening properly until he whispered the conversation between the two of them.
The night dawned.
Theodore, Mario and Biton returned to the private oil Tanya Japan branch. Mika and Krones also returned to the office.
Evening. Junko, True, Tired, Midori and Hot Jiro, after a night's sleep, were meeting at Tasmania Devil with Misaki and the legion of beautiful girls.
"They showed me some interesting stuff, but I wasn't very helpful."
Migasaki, who sat the girl in her chair and leaned over it, says as she rubs her eyes to sleep. I haven't slept much.
"I haven't had a hard time in a long time. I'm tired and I fell asleep."
"Me too. Yikes. But I wonder if there was any harvest there."
Midori, who poses all over him, and Junko, who puts his hand on his chin and says:
"There? I could say one of the noise tricks, you could have secured a spirit from that underworld, right?
"Yeah. Well hey...... I wasted a lot of time sleeping, I heard a lot about it, and I experimented... There was also a harvest..."
Asked by Misaki, Junko says something pinched in his back teeth.
Junko had a contract with a spirit possessed by a man named Kushiro. It's a contract to cooperate with my experiment for a while. And I kept asking for information without a single night's sleep, and I also tried to experiment with everything possible.
"Why are you such a non-floating face?
Hot Jiro asks.
"I did find out a few interesting things. But... I don't think you should know much about not being able to use any of them."
"Hmm... I didn't expect you to use that word. There is nothing meaningless about this world. Didn't he say that any knowledge must be of some use somewhere"
Listen to Junko and Misaki says it unexpectedly.
"Don't spare me, just tell me what you know."
"That's not what I'm gonna do. It's really not interesting."
Truly prompted, Junko smiles bitterly.
"When you line up what you could ask - Overlife is an unexpected existence in itself for this world. Sin is a type of disease that a species called man has, and it is the value of barbarity to punish or to direct anger or hatred. And like the roots of the planet Glass Dew, it's highly coordinated and harmonious, highly sociable. Hi. It seems like the afterlife is close to Professor Friedman's ideal world. That's why there's no contest in the world after that."
"I told you I couldn't pass on the information on the afterlife, and that's all I found out, and you're unhappy?
And, true.
"You know, stories around here are even spoken of in fragments in religion or something. I think maybe the person who purchased the knowledge over there became a patriarch or saint of major religions and told them. Besides, people in the spiritual world said it. 'You know why I shouldn't publish it, right? Talk about how young humanity today is still unbearable and unacceptable'. Exactly, and it's not funny to me."
Junko saw Hot Jiro when he talked so far.
"Jiro Hot and Theodore, too, stepped into the narrow realm of the afterlife and the world and felt a little bit of the world over there, didn't they?
"Hmm..."
Asked by Junko, Hot Jiro hesitates.
Some of the stories Junko heard from clients in the underworld are known by Hot Jiro, others are unknown. And probably Junko doesn't know, and Hot Jiro knows some things.
"There are a few things I can't tell you, but there are things I can tell you."
The relationship between the world and the afterlife is also a thermal Jiro who, in the narrow space of that dimension, has only learned a little.
"I promised Theo, but on my own initiative, I'm going to keep it as secret as possible. Nor is it mean to Friedman. This is our decision. Junko said it now, but it's not something you can bring into the world. I know it's a story you shouldn't know."
There is no lie in this word of Hot Jiro. Especially if the people of this world know that the world is more original and main, there is nothing good about it. I guess it's better not to be known from the rest of the world.
"Hmm. Can I reveal a little?
"It's up to both of us. There's only so much to reveal."
In response to Junko's question, Hot Jiro answered.
"My inferences and inferences from the information I've gotten so far..."
and Junko speaks in advance.
"If it's too peaceful, if it's too stable, if it's perfect, if it's too mature, people don't make progress. The imagination of culture can disappear. Isn't the underworld an ideal, stable, mature, perfectly equal society for Professor Friedman? But as a result, it stabilized, but progress was lost. That is why it creates and manages an unstable present world. Foster culture in this world and maintain a stable and peaceful society in the afterlife. So, isn't the underworld taking a good place in the culture that this world breeds?
After listening to Junko's reasoning, Hot Jiro moves away.
(Did Junko know that that was the main and original? Or did you spot it?
That was the only statement I could think of for Hot Jiro.
"An everlasting and peaceful life without irritation. Those who want stimulation descend into this world to receive flesh. A world where there is a sense of competition and an instinct to seek inequality is input. It's designed as a world like this, so, for example, communism can never be completed, and there's never going to be a war."
Misaki said.
"Wow... but people in the afterlife are silent about human progress and change when they say, 'Young mankind can't stand it yet, and it's unacceptable'? If the spirit of mankind ever matures, it will be inconvenient for the world to come."
And, Midori.
"Well, it's my fantasy and guess."
As I say, Junko leads to the couch and stretches heavily to see his guardian spirit, the apricot. Apricots don't say anything, even as they gaze at Junko.
"If the theory of the pure sister and the information of Hot Jiro were true, it would seem that sin and evil are the only things created by people's hearts, so whatever they do in this world would not be brought into the afterlife."
Midori says it looks petty. I don't really like the idea that from Midori, who served as a patriarch, the behavior of this world leads to rewards and punishments in the afterlife. I see evil as nothing more than an idea to curb the accumulation of good prosperity with religious values and at the same time dominate and manage it, leading to religious use.
"Well... there was hell, wasn't there?"
"Well yes, but come on...... That's different from the hell we imagined. Broadly speaking it's in the afterlife, it doesn't exactly exist in the underworld. It's the middle of nowhere. We were touched alive."
Midori disagrees with tired words.
"Junko says he didn't get much, but I... I'm going to do my own research to make Professor Friedman's death meaningless."
Feng Jiro declared modestly.
"Yeah, yeah, that's a good thing. I think Professor Friedman will be happy in the afterlife. Don't hesitate to tell me any time you feel like you need help without trying to do it all by yourself."
Junko snorted, and then he emailed Jiro Hot.
"Excuse me."
If it was dust, it would have dawned on Baste for more than three days, and I checked with the Virtual Phone to see if something was wrong there, but it wasn't. The opponent is Theodore.
"Tomorrow, I leave Japan. I'll take the liberty of thinking of Hot Jiro as my brother. But you don't have to drop me off."
(You mean you want me to come and drop you off...)
Looking at the content of the email from Theodore, Jiro Hot decided to extend Baste's holiday by one more day if there was also dust, spilling a smile.
57 Let's connect this world with eternity and play. End