[Comprehensive] A world full of conspiracy

Another thunderstorm night.In the short week since Haitang came to Guanbuzi City in the future, there have been four nights of heavy rain.At the same time, during these four nights, among the 15-year-old teenagers, two jumped off the building, one fell on the rails, and two other girls disappeared when they went out to buy supper together, and their traces have not been found so far.Because there was no dead person on the heavy rainy night before, the two girls probably had more or less bad luck.

Still, judging from all the evidence, these children committed suicide, but no reason could be found.They have nothing in common with each other.

"It's a terrible feeling. It's like an infectious disease. Every time it rains heavily, one person will inherit the desire to commit suicide." Liang Yi Weina complained, "And each time I choose a different place to jump off the building." If this continues, all the high-rise buildings in Guanbuzi City will be cordoned off."

Since Haitang Future followed her to the reservoir at the scene of the crime last time, whenever a new case appeared, Liang Yiwei would take Haitang Future to the scene as soon as possible.Every time they bring small white flowers to pray for the dead.And every time Haitang will see the extraditionist come to take away the soul of the deceased in the future.

This made Haitang feel vigilant in the future.Every time the deceased died in the middle of the night, but when the body was recovered by the police in the morning, the soul was still at the crime scene.

Zakara said that a good extraditionist will rush to the scene of the crime for extradition within the extended time of the deceased's death.For those who die in the dark, the soul rendition will be completed before dawn.The soul of the day does not procrastinate until night.Unless there is a large-scale disaster, it will be regarded as heresy if the extension has not been extradited.

The death rate in Guanbuzi City is not high, and the extraditionist should not be so busy that he died four times in a row. The extraditionist did not arrive until after Liangyi Weina prayed for blessings.Moreover, in these four times, none of the extradited persons who appeared were the local extradited persons in Guanbuzi City who had been seen in the hospital.This is very wrong.

But Haitang Future has not seen Zakara for a long, long time, and cannot ask him this question.Haitang will also not be able to share these questions with those around her in the future.

After all, the world after death should only be known after death.In order to prevent chaos in the world, special cases like Haitang Future are restricted by the "rules" of the world, and all content related to the world after death is invisibly restricted. As long as you open your mouth, you will feel great pressure.Even if you barely speak out, the sound will be automatically muted when you reach a critical place.

Since there is no way to continue discussing this issue, Haitang can only put it aside in the future.All things sometimes, Haitang Mirai firmly believes that he will get the answer sooner or later for some reason.

※A world full of conspiracy※

"The sun rises and the moon sets. Time moves quietly and slowly.

The wind, the rain, the sun, the soil, the sky.It seems that there are subtle changes every day, but when you think about it carefully, you will find that change is actually a kind of repetition.Sunny, rainy, cloudy, no more.

So day after day, life seems to be endless, but it is so lifeless.There is no more expectation for the abstract noun of tomorrow, and there is nothing to remember.

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shone on him, the grass, which was no different from the surrounding one, gently shook off the water droplets that had condensed on his body at night.Summer is too long, and autumn is far away.And I, the only thing I can look forward to, is withering..."

When Haitang Future, who was more than ten minutes later than the agreed time due to a traffic accident, hurried to the embankment where the new suicide incident took place, Liang Yiwei was sitting on the grass on the embankment and reading aloud.Reading aloud is very proficient, it can be seen that this is not the first time.The unconsciously softened reading voice made Haitang Future feel that Liang Yiwei really liked this story very much.

fairy tale?No, it should be said to be an adult fairy tale.

The little grass that didn't hate life, but didn't have any joy at all, finally withered ahead of schedule on a heavy rainy night.Unexpectedly, after rotting, it turned into a firefly at the end of summer and was reborn.

On the first night, the little firefly flew among the grass and trees with other fireflies.The sky and the earth are full of fluorescence, which is a more magnificent scenery than the fireworks in summer night.

On the second night, the little fireflies left the woods unknowingly when they were flying, and for the first time approached the old houses that they had only seen in the gaps between the branches and leaves.I accidentally ran into the lantern with a small hole at the door, and ran amok inside the lantern because I couldn't get out.

When it was finally discovered, the lantern was turned on.The firefly left without looking back.A clean voice came faintly from the figure.

"Oh, what luck, I met such a beautiful creature."

On the third night, the little firefly came to the house again.I secretly watched that handsome young man write all night.But he didn't know that he had been discovered since the moment he came.

On the fourth night, listen to young people reading "Ancient and Modern Waka Collection".From spring to autumn, the little firefly seemed to re-experience the whole cycle of her previous life.

On the fifth night, listening to young people singing, the voice is as soft as the moonlight on this summer night, and the little fireflies are intoxicated like sake.

On the sixth night, listening to young people playing shakuhachi, the sound of the piano is ancient and long, as if sighing for a love that is beyond reach.

On the seventh night, it rained heavily all night.The little fireflies hid under the leaves, afraid of the cold rain.But the house in the distance is that person waiting for him.Gritting his teeth, the firefly still left the leaves.

When he came to the old house, the little firefly was so cold that he was about to lose consciousness.The light at the rear also became much dimmer.Am I dying?Little Firefly thought.That person is very warm.It would be nice to be hugged by him once before dying.

But this time, the little firefly did not see the warm candlelight in the house.Not only that, she was also horrified to find that the place that was tidy and warm last night suddenly became dilapidated tonight. There were traces of cobwebs everywhere in the room, and a thick layer of dust had accumulated on the tables and chairs.It was as if everything I had seen in the past few nights was an illusion.

"You are finally here, my little firefly." A familiar voice came from behind, but it was no longer as gentle as before.

The little firefly turned her head back in horror. The young man was still handsome, but he changed his green clothes and bamboo fan and put on a black cloak.The little firefly couldn't see the other party's expression clearly.

"The night of heavy rain is coming, and my vacation is coming to an end. Come with me, I need you to light the way of Styx leading to reincarnation." The young man said indifferently.Not a request, just a statement of what you are about to do.

"No..." The little firefly wanted to run away in fright, but his body was very dull after being drenched in the rain.A cold silver light flashed in front of her eyes, and the little firefly saw a sickle pass through her body.

From then on, the Styx, which was originally dark, finally had light, and became a scene of dusk in the eyes of the world.

The door of the old house was suddenly opened.Two lost travelers walked in, wanting to spend this sudden rainy night in this deserted house.

And the little firefly fell from midair to the ground like a comet, and the last scene where the faint light disappeared was just seen by the traveler.

"Dad, look, there's a dead firefly over there."

The man touched his son's head: "I think that firefly will be very happy. According to legend, the night of heavy rain is when the god of death is looking for a bride. Therefore, this beautiful firefly must have been brought home by the god of death to be his bride." Alright."

The boy stared at the dead firefly's body with bright eyes, and said, "Really? Then she must be the most beautiful bride in the world."

After finally reading the story, Haitang Future frowned, completely unacceptable to such an ending.

"Writing this kind of story, the author really has a bad taste. Obviously, it is only a little bit close to the perfect ending." Haitang future muttered.

Liang Yiwei looked up at Haitang Future, and raised the book in his hand: "This is Sankou Nanako's "Firefly Dyeing Darkness". The legend of 'the night of heavy rain is when the god of death is looking for a bride' originated from here. "

"Three... Nanako?" Haitang Future repeated hesitantly.Unexpectedly, after more than half a year, he who had already left Yejianshan City could still hear this name again.

"Yeah. Miguchi-sensei's works are all like this. They always have a grand beginning and a sad ending. No, it shouldn't be sad, but it's so cruel that it's so deep. There's always Teacher Zhong Sankou seems to have seen through the coldness of the world."

"Um... Mina, have you ever heard the saying 'The curse must depend on people's hearts, the more people believe in it, the more powerful the curse will be'?"

"Oh?" Hearing that Haitang suddenly changed the subject in the future, Liangyi Wei was stunned, thought for a while, and shook his head, "Not at all. What's the matter? Suddenly asking this?"

"... Mina also knows that I lived in Yemiyama City for nearly a year before I came to Guanfuzi City. There, I also heard about Sanako Nanako. What I said just now is that the curse must be People's hearts, the more people who believe, the more powerful the curse's legend is also from Teacher Sanako Nanako. This legend is very widely spread in the area of ​​Yejianshan City, but I have hardly heard of it in other places."

"Haha." Liang Yiwei laughed, "This is the style of Teacher Sankou. Teacher Sankou likes to publish articles that combine local terrain or legends and beliefs in a certain area. Because it is only sold locally, So people in other places have very little access to it."

"Works created based on local things are only sold locally?" Haitang Future heard of such a sales method for the first time.

"Yeah. It's Sanguchi-sensei's original creation. Even so, the circulation is huge, so the magazine or publishing house agreed. This is probably Sanguchi-sensei's unique charm."

"So, Wei Na, have you met Teacher Sankou?"

Liang Yiwei shook his head: "No. Not only have I never seen it, but I don't know anything about the teacher except novels. Even if I wanted to check, I couldn't find relevant information at all. Teacher Sankou is a very mysterious person. people."

"Is that so." Haitang Future said with some regret.

"I really can't find it. Dad is very good at finding people. I asked him to help me find the information of Teacher Sankou on my birthday. He has worked hard for a long time and still has no clues."

Mr. Ganye, Liangyi Weina's father, has shown his respect for his search ability. If it is true that he can't find it, then the teacher Nanako is really too reclusive.