Guidelines for Improper Use of Magical Peripherals

275: Extra 8: Hell Photo Album

Chapter 275 Extra 8: Hell Photo Album (revised)

Chapter 275 Extra 8: Hell Photo Album (revised)

    Shechuan Yao is dead.

    This news was brought to him by Lin Xianming.

    It was so strange. His ex-girlfriend died because of the damage to the Sky Park. How could a foreigner bring the news of death? Didn't that guy clamor to make trouble every day? Let her report the death herself.

    But to be honest, Dazai was not too surprised about this.

    It was expected that the man would kill himself.

    But

    Dazai looked up absent-mindedly, staring at the clear sky of Yokohama today. The sun shone on him. Spring was coming, but he could not feel the slightest warmth.

    But why

    did Kunikida

    suddenly call him loudly in his ear, "Are you okay? I've been calling you for a long time. Do you want tissues?"

    Dazai, who finally came back to his senses, felt a little confused, "Tissues, why do I need tissues?"

    Kunikida Dubu's face was very strange. He forced a pack of tissues on him with sympathy and emotion. Unusually, he did not sarcastically say anything, but just said sadly, "Please accept my condolences."

    "I don't understand what you are talking about, Kunikida-kun." Dazai tried to show his usual playful expression, but he felt like there was an invisible weight hanging on the corners of his mouth, and he couldn't lift it up at all.

    He raised his hand and touched the stiff facial muscles, and only felt the cold water.

    It turned out that he still missed that person.

    He raised his head and looked at the sky again, and finally smiled.

    As if nothing had happened.

    Three months later.

    He went down.

    There should be no chance to climb up again.

    In hell, the sky was a dark red like blood, and dark clouds had accumulated for who knows how many years. Confused translucent wandering souls lingered on the red soil covered with red spider lilies.

    But more of the wandering souls managed by the ghosts were forced to walk neatly along the Sanzu River, enjoying the desolate scenery of Huangquan, and then passing the Naihe Bridge, and arrived at the hall of the ten Yamas in hell to accept the judgment after life.

    So the world after death is like this?

    Dazai Osamu was very excited about it at first, but then he felt that the hell scene around him was inexplicably familiar, and then he saw someone familiar beside the Sanzu River.