Chapter 2: 2 Prologue April 7th

When did he stop celebrating his birthday????

The reason I thought that was probably because my phone's display at my feet showed today's date.

Today, April 7th, is my thirty-sixth birthday -- and the anniversary of my death.

"You! You're to blame for everything."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

There's a man who screams as if he's touched. It's a beast now.

It was the worst life, but the worst to the end... God seems to have been hated by him. Well, we hate each other, so it's each other's business.

......oh, my stomach aches.

Even though it's gone down, the head of the organization that used to dominate this country doesn't have a knife, does it not have a knife, does it not have a pistol... it hurts, it's hard to die... it really sucks.

The last voice I hear in my life is the worst of shitty laughter.

Ah... but I think it suits me well...

There's no sign of him crossing the street, so I have no choice but to look back on the past. Worst of all, there's still time to spare. Nevertheless, I'm sure I'll never survive.

Blood flowing out of the abdomen forms a large pool of blood and turns the floor of the abandoned building red just before it is dismantled.

My cheeks and hair get tangled with my own blood, which is the most unpleasant thing to me.

... it's cold. I've been wondering if it's going to get warm soon.

For twenty years now, my heart has been cold...It never got warm after all.

My parents died in an accident when I was five years old. It was my uncle and his wife who took care of me, who had lost all of my relatives, who seemed to paint a good man.

My uncle ran a small town factory and was not very wealthy, but he had many regular customers because of the quality of his products, his flexible order structure and, above all, his personality. I've been making things since early every morning without having time for poverty.

He was a dexterous, knowledgeable man, and I thought there was nothing that he could not make.

I found myself longing for my uncle.

My uncle was kind to me as a kid and showed me his skills and knowledge generously. "I'm glad the succession problem has been solved," he said with a crumpled face and an innocent smile.I was happy to hear that... but I was embarrassed... and called my uncle 'Master.' I couldn't call him "Dad."

My aunt is a soft and gentle person, and I've never seen her angry face. Even when I did something wrong, he only admonished me gently.

The food was superb, and even fish and crap vegetables that I didn't even know were cheap, were treated to at my aunt's hands.

The apple pie they made at home for my birthday was really delicious. He said apologetically, "I'm sorry I couldn't buy you a cake from the shop," so I thought, "There's no cake in this world that tastes better than this!" . . Then my aunt cried . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

In the end, I was embarrassed about my aunt, so I just called her "Omasa-san." I couldn't call her "mother."

Back then... I had no money, but I had a family.

I was given the warmth that I had lost once again.

I thanked God.

When I entered junior high school, the professional soccer league started.

Even though I wasn't interested in soccer, I had enough momentum to be caught up in the boom.

A bracelet made of colorful threads, called a "promise ring," was popular in the streets. 300 to 500 yen Thin, short, flat strings were selling like hot cakes. The class were all on their arms.

There was such a rumor in my arms that my wish would come true if it was cut off.

That's why it's called "promising."

I didn't say that I wanted it, but the landlady gave me a present.

He seems to have taught me how to knit and worked hard to knit it. ... What are you doing, you're tired of doing housework and factory work? Do you think junior high school students will wear a promissory ring knitted by their parents? Think about it a little... Thank you. I was glad.

I've been wearing a promissory ring on my left wrist since that day.

For some reason, time went by, and six months before graduating from junior high school, I asked my stable master to hire me at the factory. I told him that I wanted to help the factory without going to high school.

However, neither the stable master nor the landlady gave in, saying, "Get out of college."

That's why I saved money... Stable master, did you wear the same clothes every day?I absorbed the stable master's skills and honestly, I was confident that I could be ready for business. But I was not allowed to get a job.

The tuition isn't free, is it?

But my offer was not accepted.

I started studying for the entrance exam late... ...that's right, that didn't work.

If I could not waste my examination money, I devoted myself to my studies. He stopped helping the factory and stayed in his room all day long.

So I didn't notice.

The stable master and the landlady were caught in a scam.

The stable master used the factory as collateral to trade stocks in order to cover my school expenses.

I was cajoled by a dubious company that claimed to be absolutely safe... without telling me.

Foreign companies that were said to be certain of a sharp rise in the future quickly lowered their stock prices and went bankrupt. I looked into it later and found that it was a planned bankruptcy. To make up for it, they extort a lot of money from ignorant people and crash the company after avoiding fatal injuries.

The manager disappeared with the big money he had... the rest were ignorant people who had lost their debts and hope for the future.

With the entrance exam over and just around the corner of my high school entrance, I spent my days without knowing anything.

The stable master and landlady were no different from usual in front of me. ... even though it was too late.

The factory I used as collateral was seized, and even a small estate and land were taken away... that's when I entered the school.

I should've told you... I wonder if you'll work without going to high school... I don't have money, so I'll work hard with you... ...but!

My stable master and landlady, who were trying to be good parents to the end, saw me off to the entrance ceremony and said:

"Don't worry at all. for the Eagles will be with you forever."

"I'll have the money right, too. Have a good time, then.

After the ceremony and simple homeroom, I headed home.

He then discovered his parents hanging from the ceiling.

I didn't understand...

I couldn't understand what was in front of me... at all.

However, I soon realized that the poor crayon that the landlady had in her pocket was a portrait of the landlady I gave her on Mother's Day for the first time here.

...are you stupid?Even if you had that in your arms... you wouldn't be able to bring it to the other world.

There was a letter left in my parents' room, and I knew everything there for the first time.

the fact that one was caught in a fraud

All my savings, my house and my factory were taken away.

The facts I didn't know were written in familiar stable master's handwriting.

And he said, 'I'm sorry.'

From there, it was written in the landlady's gentle handwriting that she had taken after me.

『When I was about to give up being told that I couldn't have a child, he took me in』

And the letters of stable master and landlady were alternating, and as usual, there were a lot of incoherent things written about them, like when we were all talking.

I don't care if it's the heart that's needed to make things, the cherry blossoms in the riverbed are beautiful again this year, or the ayu (sweetfish) of this time of year... but the usual words were lined up... and in the latter half, my son was just bragging about himself. My feelings for me were written down generously.

'I loved you,' It's an irreplaceable treasure. "No matter what anyone says, you are the proud son of the Eagles."

The last one was my future story.

"Don't worry about school fees," he said, "They've both been insured," he said, "I've been insured for ten years, so I'm sure they'll be covered."

"Please, I want you to be happy." . . . . .

Idiot yaro...

`I shall be with you forever,'

Seriousness and honesty were all you could get.

You said it would be better to be deceived than to deceive...

At the very end of the line, you're telling me a big time!

I raised my arms uncontrollably and slammed the table.

Then... the promiscuous ring I've been wearing for a long time broke.

Promising rings fall off the arm and roll on the table.

If your wish comes true when you cut it off, give it back now.

Give me back everything I care about!

It broke down while I was studying, it went far before I knew it, it all ended without me... Give me back my daily life... Let me start over again... I'll make no mistake this time...

"My mistake... ...let me redo it..."

There was no one in the silent house to answer my voice.

That's when I realized."'The fool is the fool,'"

"It's all right,"

"Don't worry,"

I'm stupid because I was fooled by such words...

I quit high school that day.

Did you think you would go to school seriously? You fooled me.

Actually, I didn't even want to go to high school.

I'll get a job.

I have a dream.

Do you want to hear it? Hey, Dad, Mom...

I'm going to be a swindler.

So I'll send a guy to hell for doing such a silly thing.

The memory from there is not very clear.

I found myself thirty‐five years old.

and had destroyed one large organization.

I scammed back my parents' factory, my life... that fraudulent organization that robbed me of everything.

The guys, who were only sensitive to deprivation and deprivation, were indifferent to receiving it.

I loved his subordinates, who treated me well and presented me with various things.

So I played it.

I sneaked into their pockets and dropped them all... inadvertently.

in a chest for underprivileged countries

Putting information on the ocean of the net

And I knocked them to the bottom of the earth.

I can't get a single yen in.

That must have caught the guys off guard.

I don't want any money you've earned. I'm just satisfied if you don't have it.

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That year, two big news broke through Japan.

the detection and dissolution of a major fraudulent organizationThen, the head of the organization escaped and disappeared while being escorted.

The head of the fraudulent organization fled with the help of his still-lurking collaborators. Then he came to the fourth floor of an abandoned building.

in this place where I hideout

With his messy hair, stubble growth, tattered clothes and face, and no sign of dominating the organization, Soitz vented his grudge against me with bloodshot eyes.

That was so funny that I just laughed.

Laugh, laugh... and get stabbed.

with a small, shabby, silly knife

I was gouged up by a cheap knife that would have taken a long time to cut a pumpkin.

"You! You're to blame for everything."Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

I was under the illusion that a pig was chirping.

He has an ugly voice.

The fallen cell phone's display read "April 7."

Happy worst birthday...me

Then my consciousness finally broke off.

The first thing I felt was my sense of smell.

smell earthy

And the abdomen... no pain.

Also, my back is slightly warm. ...the sun?

"………………."

I have a strange headache

It was like when I was forced to cram formula all night.

"Yes, indeed... did he fail to die?"

When I stood up, I found myself on the plain.

"... to?"

a vast plaina wide plain of weeds as long as ankles

............Shizuoka?

No, I had an image that there were many flatlands within a night's reach from Tokyo.

But there's nothing... Gunma?

Oh, I'm sorry, Gunma Prefecture. As expected, there's nothing like this...

I don't know what it means.

This is... where is it?

For now, I'll take a look at it on my cell phone... ...and reach into my pocket and notice.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

What I was wearing was a high school blazer that I only put on my sleeves once.

And...

"... ah,"

His left wrist was wrapped in a promise ring.

What's going on?

What's going on?

Is it a dream?

pinch one's cheek However, I don't know if it hurts or if it hurts.

"...Cosplay? Me? I don't think it's such a cheap AV. High school student costume.

give a stroke to the jaw ...and I don'I don't have no beard. It's smooth.

I'll take a look inside my pants.........oh, well, here. I used to grow before my beard. Oh my gosh!

That's not the time to do it!

What's this?

What's the situation? Where are we?pluck one's head out of one's head Then a 500‐yen coin rolled down from somewhere.

"Wait a minute!"

jump at in a hurry

That's dangerous... I almost dropped it.

It seems that I'm very attached to small change.

Well, nine out of ten, my parents' bad habits have gone bad habits.

My parents, who were frugal, cherished their small change anyway.

The stable master said he would definitely pick up the coins that had fallen, and the landlady would be able to walk up to 70 minutes to buy a radish that was 10 yen cheaper.

It seems that I have taken over that talent, and while I was doing a billion business negotiations, I was looking forward to seeing the onigiri at the supermarket halved. It's a waste to be able to buy anything at the fixed price!

That's why it's outrageous to drop your own coins. What's more, it's five hundred yen.

Five hundred yen is enough to take a train and eat. I can take it with me to start a business now.

"Huh...?"

I remember a phrase that pops into my head and I trace the blazer's collar with my finger. There was a double‐sided tape stuck to it.

"This is..."

That's where I finally remember.

On the morning of my high school entrance ceremony, I taped 500 yen coins into the collar of my blazer. in case of emergency

Five hundred yen is enough to take a train and eat. We can deal with whatever happens.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Have I returned to sixteen?"

April 7th is the day of the high school entrance ceremony... my birthday, the anniversary of my parents' death...

Did you go back to that day?

Then an idea suddenly comes to my mind.

a broken promiscuous wish'Let me do my mistake again.'

Did that wish come true...?

It takes a lot of time to process, my God. Were you waiting in line?

Then you want to say this.

"Do over again the wrong twenty years of your life as a swindler."

That's why you gave me a chance.

I hold the promise ring on my left wrist.

Can you start over... again...

Are you telling me to live a decent life as a true human being this time after choosing the rotten path of anger?

"I... thought there was no God. He never reached out to me at all times, at worst."

However, this is how a phenomenon has come about that can only be described as a miracle has occurred.

I was supposed to be dead, but I'm alive, and I'm twenty years younger.

God tells me to start over the twenty years I have abandoned."

Then I'll tell such a god????

"Huh! That's crazy! Pepp! Pepp!"

Who's going to do it all over!

Did you think I'd change my mind? Too bad!

I've been deeply dirty for twenty years, and I wonder if I'll be cleansed by such a fine miracle of speech!

It's too late, for the most part!

If you're going to start over, think about it as a matter of common sense before your parents die! You can read the atmosphere, ahondala!

Did you think that if you did such a miracle, you would change your mind? Did you believe that?

I'm going to be fooled! Poop!"God, I will give you the words of a great man," "It's more stupid to be deceived."

Stretch your forefinger and middle finger together and play it from your forehead to heaven.

After a quick decision, I start walking.

I don't know what it is, but it's a very lucky life.

What's more, he seems to be rejuvenating.

Then again, let's enjoy the spirit of course!

Use your dexterous hands, brains and lies as weapons.

I feel like I'll be able to get rid of all the negative emotions that swirl around me by getting revenge and live a positive life.

Yes, this is the first step toward a new life!

Stomping hard on the earth and heading for my bright future! Just go forward!

When I started walking, I realized.

"...and where are we?"

an empty plain as far as the eye can see

I don't even know where to go or where to walk...

I have neither water nor food.

Uh... Is this the absolute crisis?

"Well..."

I look up to heaven again for its cool provocation.

He was rubbing his hands unconsciously.

"One more time, miraculous things... won't they happen, God?"

But there was no answer.

It was a clear afternoon when I realized that there was no god in this world.

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