Crown Dead

But before that - there is a promise that must be kept.

In the hospital next to the abandoned building near the "suicide accident", Wu Tiao Wuhui lay on the bed with empty eyes, staring at the ceiling motionless.

"This is the feeling of dying, remember it well."

That's what the man said to himself at that time.

Why did he let himself go?Is it because an existence like myself is not even allowed to dissipate?

Wu Tiao Wuhui suffered from a malignant tumor disease, almost from the beginning of memory, her life has been confined in this small ward.

The air is frozen, time is frozen, and even the scenery outside the window is frozen.

I am not "alive", just like a mayfly, floating in a certain corner of the world, a corner where everyone has been forgotten.

At that moment, a man who was always frowning found himself and gave himself the ability to separate spirit bodies.

I was able to "fly" and walk freely in this world - it should be like this.

Perhaps it was because the physical body had lost the ability to look down, even the spirit body was shackled in an abandoned high-rise, floating alone.

Therefore, Wutiao Wuhui wants to find a partner, an existence that can communicate together.

Just then, she saw the girls flying in their sleep.

"If you can communicate, can you become friends?"

"If we can be together, won't we become lonely?"

The spirit body of Wu Tiao Wu Hua sent an invitation to those girls, and the ending was the suicide of five of them.

I made a mistake, a big mistake.I will never be able to "fly", because this is the fate that bears on me. "Uh, does Miss Wujo live here?"

"!?"

A familiar voice came from the door that no one would open except the nurse.

"Great, I didn't find the wrong room—well, you don't need to be so nervous. The previous remarks were all deceitful, just treat me as a half-monk."

The black-haired boy who instinctively killed him easily walked to his bedside, his hands seemed to be still holding something.

"Why are you……"

"Why didn't I kill you? I look like the Sima face who kills people at every turn."

The slightly thin boy with short black hair smiled, and for some reason, his smile really made me feel a little relieved.

But—if he really came to kill himself, then maybe there's nothing wrong with that.

After all, it was the first time I felt the throbbing of life when I was dying at that time.

Death surged into his brain and heart like a torrent, and he even saw a flash of light for a moment.

"Let me tell you first, when I almost strangled your spirit body, it wasn't for punishment, let alone for you to find this similar feeling."

"—!"

Like reading his mind, the young man accurately guessed Wu Tiao Wu'e's tiny thought of committing suicide.

"This room is a bit stuffy. If you don't mind, please go out with me for a while."

Wu Tiao Wuhui finally saw clearly what the boy was holding in his hand, it was a wheelchair.

Leaving the hospital, Wu Tiao Wuhui first felt the extremely fresh air, the flowing air.

Then, there was a physical scream.This body, which has been isolated for too long, is already crumbling just by being exposed to the air.

"Sorry, maybe you will feel a little uncomfortable, please bear with it a little bit."

Behind Wu Tiao Wuhui, the black-haired boy pushed the wheelchair slowly and steadily.

Where is he taking himself?No - the question is not really a question at all.

"Miss Wustripe, does the scenery on the ground have a completely different feeling than when looking down in mid-air?"

"……yes"

If you look down on the earth from the sky, you will never be able to see clearly like now, or even hear the sound of water flow with your ears.Although his eyesight is extremely degraded, the scenery on the ground can still be conveyed to his mind through that layer of blurred vision.

It is impossible to sting the eyes because of the untimely light of the street lamp, and it is impossible to use the body to feel the vibration caused by the bumpy ground.

"I don't remember who said that there are two types of escape: purposeful flying and aimless floating."

The black-haired boy said so, for himself, perhaps he has been floating aimlessly.

"But—it's really a bit strange, why do you have to escape with a purpose? Joseph Joestar, a well-known ripple warrior who also serves as a vehicle killer, proudly announced to everyone that he is best at The thing is to escape."

"...?"

Wu Tiao Wuhui was taken aback for a moment. Leaving aside the name for the time being, there seemed to be no such profession as [Ripple Warrior] in his cognition.

"Isn't running away just to have a good rest, and then face life again? If you run to the end with a purpose, wouldn't you become a complete deserter? There is nothing wrong with floating, floating loosely, when you rest After you’ve had enough, you have the courage to continue, don’t you?”

"..."

The black-haired boy suddenly scratched his hair and smiled embarrassedly.

"Hey... I'm not very good at making chicken soup, anyway, that's roughly what it means. Compared with the nonsense just now, are you familiar with this place?"