Guide to Part-time Work with Animals in Judaiime Club

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On the day of the funeral, Tsunayoshi Sawada wore a black suit.

A very high-end brand, worth most of his salary during this period of time.

He also wore a pair of expensive black leather shoes.

nothing special.

I just feel that attending this person's funeral should be dressed more grandly.

Osamu Dazai's funeral was organized by Nakahara Chuya, one of the five major cadres of the Port Mafia.

Sawada Tsunayoshi met Nakahara Nakaya a few times.

A head of gorgeous orange hair, sharp eyes, but modesty.Occasionally, there will be an arrogant and unruly smile on his face.

Like a raging fire that will not be extinguished, it is bright and flamboyant.

It's just that when he attended the funeral, the man's face was ashen, and his lips lost all color.

He stood before the black coffin and cursed.

The well-known members of the port mafia surrounded him and stood behind him, none of whom dared to speak.

After today, Zhongyuan Zhong will succeed as the next leader of the Port Mafia.

Those who are not familiar with him will think that the Central Plains cadres with strong combat power and the ability to control the overall situation will be the most suitable successors.Those who are familiar with him know that the position of leader is not suitable for this man at all.

But so what?

[Every leader of the port mafia has a bad ending. ]

This rumor has existed since the previous leader, or the last leader.

Nakahara, who has lost the "switch" that can turn off his supernatural ability, is also very clear that maybe in the near future, when Yokohama encounters unprecedented dangers, he will become the next person who "will not die well".

"It really threw me a lot of mess, Osamu Dazai." He stared at the long black coffin and murmured in a low voice.

Although many mafias believe in a certain religion, the mafia in Italy is particularly Catholic, while Japan is mainly Buddhist.

But Osamu Dazai didn't believe in religion.

He is an atheist.

So the funeral was held according to the traditional Japanese funeral.

In fact, it doesn't matter what form it is held in.

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew very well that that man would not care about such things at all.

It's all night.

Probably, relatives, friends, colleagues and relatives of the deceased will come to offer incense and worship.Logically speaking, at this time, there should be family members who are responsible for entertaining the guests.

It's a pity that Osamu Dazai has no family.

So Nakahara Chuya and another cadre Ozaki Hongye replaced him.

Osamu Dazai's residence is very large.

Empty villas stand in the Yokohama Concession.It looks beautiful on the outside, but after stepping into the house, I realized that it is a model house inside.

The white walls are paved with the floor that comes with the purchase.

Apart from the necessary furniture, there is nothing superfluous.

There is no trace of "life".

It was as if that person was not alive in the first place.

When others are struggling for life, that person is begging to die every day, trying to live every day to wait for his own ending.

Sawada Tsunayoshi remembered Dazai Osamu's expression at the moment before he fell to the ground.

Relieved, relaxed.

It seemed as if a heavy burden had been lifted from him.

He is welcoming the most perfect ending for himself.

coward.

Sawada Tsunayoshi offered incense to Osamu Dazai with a deadpan face.

He stared at the black and white posthumous photo next to the incense for a while.

The man in the photo has an overly handsome and delicate face. He is smiling, but the smile is very fake, without any interest.He looked at the camera, but his eyes were clearly out of focus.

It's as if he seems to be staring at you, but in fact, he seems to be looking at other farther places through your soul.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't stay long and left.

There will be a farewell ceremony tomorrow morning.

Take another look at Osamu Dazai, his horrific body is about to be cremated.

——Is there a soul after death?

Sawada Tsunayoshi often thinks about this question.

There are enough people who died around him.

Osamu Dazai wasn't the first, and maybe, he won't be the last.

When Tsunayoshi Sawada left the silent room, he glanced back at the dark coffin.

The coffin made no sound.

Yes.

How could there be a sound.

What are you looking forward to, Tsunayoshi Sawada?

Even though Osamu Dazai was extraordinary during his lifetime, wouldn't he be like all other living beings, turning into a pile of ashes after death?

The dead cannot be brought back to life.

Regarding this matter, Tsunayoshi Sawada, you have seen so much, don’t you know it best?

Early the next morning, Sawada Tsunayoshi took another look at Osamu Dazai.

Although it is "seeing", in fact, the coffin has not even been opened.

The people inside were already in pieces when they died. Even if they were hurriedly sent to the funeral parlor for proper stitching, they must still be terrible.

In the face of death, all things are equal.

Sawada Tsunayoshi understands this deeply.

In fact, he had come to take a look at the coffin before he could leave, because the body would be cremated soon.But before leaving, Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped him.

"Let's go see him cremated together." Zhong Yuanzhong also lit a cigarette, his voice hoarse.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was silent for a while.

He is not very familiar with Zhongyuan Zhong. Although he is the assistant of the leader, he has not actually stayed in the port mafia for long.It can be seen that this matter was not decided by the Central Plains.

Osamu Dazai said in that letter that "Mr. Sawada will get his wish".

It must have something to do with the original power of the world.

This is what Osamu Dazai arranged for Chuya Nakahara to take him to the cremation site before his death.

How cruel, this man.

"Okay." Tsunayoshi Sawada nodded.

"I'll go with you."

After this sentence was finished, no one spoke again.

He stood there in a daze for a while, and Zhongyuan Zhong didn't leave, the sparks of the cigarette he held between his fingers flickered.

"That's right." As if remembering something, Sawada Tsunayoshi took out a carefully folded bright red scarf from the briefcase he was carrying.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at the scarf, and his blue eyes flickered at that moment.

"Here, here you are." Tsunayoshi Sawada handed over the scarf.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gave a wry smile, he threw away the cigarette butt, crushed it with the soles of his bright black leather shoes, and finally bowed slightly devoutly, and took the bright red scarf with both hands.

Then he put the scarf around his neck.

Today is also a rainy day.

It was raining too much.

It was clearly daytime, but the sky was a gray that was infinitely close to pitch black.

The hurricane scattered raindrops, and the dark coffin was temporarily placed on the lawn.A large swath of green grass was thus bent down, and the rest shook wildly in the wind.

A dazzling lightning flashed across the sky, and the world lost its color in an instant, turning everything into black and white.

What followed was a deafening sound: "Boom——"

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not bring an umbrella.

Clothes and hair were wet from the icy raindrops, and strands of hair from his forehead clung to his skin.

He stared fixedly at the coffin.

There was no movement, no speech.

A black-haired woman walked behind him holding a black umbrella with no patterns or patterns.

Sawada Tsunayoshi turned around and found that it was Dazai Osamu's personal secretary.They also only met a few times. As for the name, he remembered it was Yin.

She doesn't speak often and has a cold expression, but she is actually a gentle woman.

"Let's go to the house first." Silver said.

Sawada Tsunayoshi did not respond, but followed the woman's movements to the interior of the funeral home.

The thin and light skin will be burned first, and there will be a crisp sound.

Muscle tissue, soft tissue, and viscera of various organs will disappear in the fire.

Then the hair, which will turn into a ball of fire, and then reveal the dented top of the skull.

In the end, there will be a pool of off-white calcium carbonate that has no interest.

The staff responsible for taking the body out of the stove let out an exclamation.

Sawada Tsunayoshi and Nakahara Nakaya looked towards the opened furnace wall together.

"This. This." The staff looked at the things in the furnace wall with some surprise, and then raised their eyes to look at the two people not far away.

Sawada Tsunayoshi and Nakahara Naka also looked at each other, then quickly walked over.

The staff took out a book from the white ashes.

"This... When was this put in there?" He was a little shocked looking at the book that appeared in the stove out of thin air.

Zhong Yuan also stared at the book in the staff's hand.

It is self-evident how high the temperature in the furnace is.If it is a simple book, even if it is accidentally placed inside, there will be no ashes left after being burned.

"Sawada." The man with dark orange hair called softly.

"Yes."

"That book is yours." Nakahara Chuya said.

The staff handed the book to Sawada Tsunayoshi. He probably hasn't figured out how the book appeared in the stove and how it remained intact. When he handed it over, his hands were still shaking slightly.

Sawada Tsunayoshi took the book.

"What is your wish—?" The moment he touched the book, a voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

Sawada Tsunayoshi blinked.

He looked around and found that none of the staff, including Zhong Yuan Zhong, seemed to hear.

"What is your wish, outsider?" The voice rang out again.

He observed the two people around him again, apparently they still didn't hear the voice.

Rather than echoing in the ears, it is more like wandering in the mind.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn't speak any more, he maintained a calm look, quietly waiting for the small pieces of bones remaining after the staff contained the fire.

After the cremation was over, Tsunayoshi Sawada left.

He didn't leave the funeral home, but found a narrow stairwell in the building where no one passed.

The book in his hand, or in other words, some kind of existence closer to the origin of the world, repeatedly asked the same question in his mind - "What is your wish?"

Sawada Tsunayoshi opened the book calmly.

"My wish is to borrow the corresponding power to save—"

After being opened, the blank paper emitted a faint white light.And that voice echoed in his mind: "Except for this."

The corners of Tsunayoshi Sawada's mouth, which was originally in a straight line, slowly dropped.

The voice that couldn't tell the difference between male and female, and couldn't distinguish the characteristics, appeared in his mind again——

"except this."

The mood at that moment was like suddenly falling from a very high mountain into an endless abyss.

Sawada Tsunayoshi raised his eyebrows puzzledly: "Why?"

"Use your way to communicate with your world. Don't you know it?"

He, the Thing in which the whole power of this world is gathered, spoke thus.

Sawada Tsunayoshi was stunned, and suddenly felt the heart in his chest began to beat violently.

Trembling, he took out a ring from his pocket.

The author has something to say: the situation is not bad, don't panic