Standalone Tokyo

Chapter 1 The Living and the Dead

Chapter 1 The Living and the Dead

My mother Anaka Umeko is gone. She was only thirty-six years old and her death was not peaceful. She passed away very painfully last night and cried out all night before she died. Fujiwara Masato was standing outside the room, listening to her sharp voice. With a hoarse shout, it wasn't until the first ray of sunlight at dawn hit the ground that the movement in the room disappeared.

Fujiwara Masato pushed open the door of the room that was fixed by himself and was about to deliver breakfast and clean water to his mother. Only then did he find that the latter had died suddenly on the tatami in the room. His face was hideous and terrifying after death, with mucus and saliva covering his face. There were suspicious water stains and yellow dirt on his half-undressed pants.

Regarding this result, Fujiwara Masato is not sad. On the one hand, the death of his mother Anaka Umeko was self-inflicted and is not worth mourning. On the other hand, "Fujiwara Masato" is not Fujiwara Masato. The latter was mentioned in his On his eighteenth birthday, one night a week later, he left this world before his mother.

How did a son die?

"Masato Fujiwara" recalled the memory left to him by the original owner of the body, and he felt that Masato Fujiwara probably died of a broken heart.

That night, the night of Fujiwara Masato's eighteenth birthday, Anaka Umeko was addicted and planned to go shopping with her family's savings as usual. However, because of her eighteenth birthday, she was too cowardly to stop her mother from doing anything. The determined Fujiwara Masato mustered up the courage to stop the skeleton-shaped Anaka Umeko at the door.

"Oka-san, it's my birthday today...can you not go out?"

What greeted Masato Fujiwara was not her mother's warm smile and gentle tone, but a fierce slap that knocked out the former's glasses. Masato Fujiwara fell backwards, and when he hit the wooden floor straight, he was still I haven't realized what happened to me.

An Zhongmeizi was very angry. She was so angry that she dragged her son into the house with her body that was so thin due to long-term smoking, locked him in his room, locked the door, and walked away proudly. He went there, took the savings left by his ex-husband, and left his heartbroken son behind. He didn't even realize that there was a trail of blood on the wooden board under his feet.

On this night, Masato Fujiwara died in his room. "Masato Fujiwara" was very sure of the bruise on the back of his head and the hunger in his stomach because he had not eaten lunch and dinner. Although it was uncomfortable, it was not enough to make him suffer. A healthy young man of eighteen years old died.

"Fujiwara Masato" knew that what really made this son who loved his mother die was the slap his beloved gave him on the face. That slap not only made his body fall, but also shattered it into pieces. into the heart of a son.

Fujiwara Masato can escape from this familiar cell. The house he lives in is a classic Japanese two-story house with a low height. The windows of the room are not blocked by anything. By opening the glass window, he can jump to the cherry blossom tree outside the window and then leave the prison. cage.

But he didn't do this. The Japanese young man just curled up on his bed, sobbing quietly, letting his blood dye the pillow red until his sobs disappeared and his breathing slowly stopped... The mother was very sad She loved Fujiwara Masato. After she divorced her husband, she didn't even change Fujiwara Masato's surname, just so that he could recognize his father in the future.

But this was her previous mother. When she became addicted to ℃ a year ago, An Zhongmeizi was no longer her. Poisonous insects are not people. This is never a description, it is a true description. Heartbroken and having lost all courage and love, Fujiwara Masato quietly chose death. No one in the world knew that he had left this cruel world...except for another lonely soul from China.

When Masato Fujiwara's breathing appeared again, Masato Fujiwara was no longer the Masato Fujiwara of the past. Just when the first ray of sunlight shone in from the window and fell on his bed, Masato Fujiwara was reborn.

On the day of his freshman year, Fujiwara Masato used the gauze and disinfectants found in the house to treat the wound on the back of his head, made a simple emergency bandage, and then calmly used eggs and some white water left in the refrigerator. I made fried rice with rice and filled my stomach.

Then, Fujiwara Masato sat at the door of his home, sitting on the spot where he fell, sitting on the pool of blood, waiting for Anaka Umeko to come back, waiting for this nominal and physical mother to come back to take a look at her son before he left. appearance.

Fujiwara Masato did not have any hope for his mother's performance, however, he still gave Anaka Umeko one last chance, so as expected, Anaka Umeko missed this opportunity, and there was no sign of her coming back throughout the day. It wasn't until evening that she staggered back disheveled, smelling of alcohol and heather.

Seeing her son, even seeing the red blood on the ground, Anzhong Meizi did not wake up. Alcohol, addiction to ℃, and the aftertaste of sexual pleasure had completely occupied her brain and reason, and she was unable to think about other things. , all he knew was that he walked past Masato Fujiwara, walked back to his room, fell on the bed, and fell asleep without even taking off his shoes.

During this process, Fujiwara Masato knelt and sat motionless on the ground. Only when his mother passed by him, two lines of clear tears flowed down the sides of his cheeks, and warm water drops hit the back of Fujiwara Masato's hands. , when he looked down at his hand in surprise, he realized that he was crying.

His mother's performance did not disappoint Masato Fujiwara, who was already extremely disappointed. He just continued to kneel and sit quietly at the door, and then thought about his life.

First of all, he wants to live. Fujiwara Masato has died once. He knows the maddening emptiness after death, so now Fujiwara Masato is eager to live more than anyone else.

He is eager to live, and his mother Anaka Umeko is now the biggest obstacle on Fujiwara Masato's path to survival. With the memory of his second generation, he knows that poisonous insects will do anything driven by their addiction to ℃. There is not much left in the year's consumption. If she continues to drink, it will be exhausted soon.

Without money, Anaka Umeko will definitely get money at all costs when she becomes addicted. Now the property where Masato Fujiwara lives, and even himself, may become resources in her eyes that can be exchanged for money and ℃.

Fujiwara Masato had to save himself, so while Anaka Umeko was sleeping, he first cleaned the windowless utility room on the second floor to a habitable level, and then used the wooden boards, nails, and hammers from the home to clean up the utility room. The door to the room is reinforced to the extent that a person cannot break it without tools.

Finally, Fujiwara Masato dragged the sleeping Anaka Umeko into the utility room. Before leaving, he did not forget to leave her a pillow, a quilt, a 2.5-liter bucket of mineral water, a bunch of disposable water cups, and a A convenient bucket.

(End of this chapter)