SSS-Class Suicide Hunter

1.

... I hope, I hope, Agatha......

... Burn this place because your heart is a candle...

A prayer gate from a long time ago.

As the monks chant Amitabul, the martyrs chant Baraya.

... I hope, I hope, Agatha......

... Burn this place because your heart is a candle...

No one knew what 'Baraya’ meant. I didn't even know the smell of beef jerky. I didn't even know the old man who brought it to the church. I memorized it without knowing.

It was the song of the minchos that I wanted for the heifer. Screaming. Screaming has no meaning. So shouldn't Mincho's songs also be meaningless?

I don't know, but I can remember.

People scream, but they don't need to know much.

Therefore, a person must learn yes to be polite, and a righteous person must learn to do justice, except for scream, so that even the unfamiliar people can learn nothing and only scream.

...... I hope......

Agabara......

Screaming was an essence common to all nations.

The world was screaming when it saw the smell of beeswax.

- I have nothing more to teach you.

The old man said.

- Please step forward.

- Where do you want me to go?

The beeswax bites me. I can feel it in my voice. One day, she was all grown up.

The 11-year-old child was not here. Silent hair, eyes of silence, a robe of silence. The woman is as black as the well of the night.

She wanted to be a living hell.

To make it a living hell, the woman went deep enough.

- Where do you want to go?

- Where the hungry people are.

He replied.

-To where the thirsty are, to where the breathless are, to where the cold are, to where the addicts are, to where the sick are, to where the intestines are found at the guar, and to where the burnt people are.

The saffron aroma saw the air.

- I want to go there.

-.......

Far, far away.

You hear a prayer outside the Mainland Church. The witches were praying in reverence. Their voices, their vibrations. Bara, Bara, Agara.... They vibrated and were transported on a wooden ledge.

- Shallow white.

The old man opened his mouth.

- This whole world is where you're going.

Saffron. 21 years old.

I went to the Moorish.

In the winter, 31 unmanned members of the river, 47 bureaucrats of conciliation, and 55 rural families lost their heads.

2.

“The etiquette of the school is special. ”

Thousand Horses quietly bit the people. I blessed the monks and the vipers. She was headed somewhere, just the two of us.

“Do you know how to raise the Old Testament? ”

“No, I don't know. ”

“In the main Church, when a disciple greets a teacher, he raises verse nine times. ”

The cave was where we were headed. A cave full of hot springs. It was a habitat that I was already familiar with, but I was not familiar with the place where Heavenly Horse took me.

A place we've never allowed our people to go.

Thousands of horses walked to the depths of the cave.

"Hmm."

The thousand horses shook their hands. The falling sleeve flutters once, and a candle lights up from all over the darkness. A myriad of candles illuminated the limestone and pebbles of the cave.

"However, raising a temple does not mean the end. Teachers must not accept the nine verses. Teachers can ask their students for a plea bargain no matter how many times they like it. ”

Thousands smiled.

“Yo depends on the heart of the script. ”

“Well…. Is there a different set of criteria? ”

“There is.”

End of the hall.

“Bondi etiquette is more important than appearance. Aha. It's only because people's minds are deceptive and light that they obstruct time and place in politeness. ”

There was a huge Stango.

Every step of the thousand horses, candles were lit on either side of the steps. The more candles were lit one by one, the more the progress of the library was revealed. The high ceiling of the cave. Books and mortars were stacked up to the ceiling.

“It is not easy to catch the lightness of the mind. ”

Thousand horses walked.

A candle shines on her ankle.

“So one chooses the sacred times and the sacred places. I rely on time and place. Leaning against the sky and the earth, we try to catch a light heart. ”

“Ma'am. Is this...? ”

“It is a blank of the main school. ”

Thousand said.

“It is also a blank notice of the Old File Room and the Great Sage Family. This place is called . ”

The messenger opens his mouth.

- Damn, it's a treasure chest! Zombies, I'll keep an eye on the bureaucrats! Don't mind me. Just do your job. Just buy me some time until I finish reading it!

A madman behind the shaman rushes to Hodadak.

The feasts of the rainforest are all mine! Enlightenment will wipe you out! Kuhahaha!

He was convinced that he didn't know that a ghost was running wild in his library.

“When I was twenty-one years old, I went to Moorish. Do you have any idea what the first thought was when the throne entered the kingdom of Moses? ”

“Oh, you're going to smash the heads of all those miserable centipedes? ”

“That's my third thought. ”

“Can I prove to you that Bridge is the best...? ”

“That's a second thought. ”

Thousand horses winked their left eye.

“The Bible says, Since I was a child, I really hated the word" ". ”

“Yes?”

“Murim is the name of the river that worships nothing. But how can there be no one else in the river? There are boatmen. There are farmers. Merchants live and prostitutes live. There are an endless number of trees that make up one forest. Every tree has a different name and a different grain, but the Old Testament and the New Testament are called the Forest of Nothing. ”

I didn't like it.

A thousand words muttered in small silence.

“So the script decided to take nothing away from them. ”

“Stealing radish...? ”

“They've robbed all the foreign dignitaries they serve! ”

The thousand horses chuckle.

It was a playful smile.

“Hehe. I can still see the faces of the desperate vigilantes." I begged you to let go of the book containing the mystery of the dragon! What a great man the script is. I was willing to bury the potters on the ground and just let their heads pop out. And in front of their eyes, they wrapped up the barbarians and ran! ”

Wow.

My master's got a temper.

“It's been decades. Now this is a place of trouble and shamanism. It's the Gate of the Four Thousands. The Mozambique. All the bitter radishes in the world form forests here, so it's worth calling it the Moorish. The script is…."

The horse slowly sat down.

“I want to receive your worship here. ”

“Do you want to put it up?”

“Yes."

“I won't judge the appearance. You're an outsider. You worship what your body wants. ”

I did.

I took my shoes off and put them somewhere else. I got down on my knees. I was about to get on the ground with my forehead. The voice of the thousand horses flowed.

“Put up verses nine times in all, but put a different heart in each verse. ”

Each mind.

“In the first verse, there is a hunger in the heart. ”

“Do you understand?”

Is that so?

“Yes, I understand. ”

The relationship between the teacher and the disciple was enormous.

In the Church, this ritual was not just about raising verses nine times.

Case in point.

It was just like the Archeologist.

“Phew... ”

Slowly. I swallowed my breath deeply.

I drew a picture in the center of my heart.

A farmer swinging a pickaxe. By the river. Mud.

Starvation is a child waiting for the sun.

I raised the temple.

Thousand horses nod. He received my share. My hunger was without falsehood, so I had no shortage of manners.

“The status of the bridge is largely divided into four. ”

Soon to be a disciple, Thousand Horses gave me an old teaching.

“The first is the mouth. A mouth is one who speaks of his own suffering. Maine, who goes to the main school, speaks with a sword, not a horse. Therefore, the hardship of the mouth refers to one who knows how to speak of his pain with a sword. ”

I raised the temple again.

Hunger followed thirst, so I painted the water of the sea in my heart.

“The second longitude is the polar horse. Ultimate horses are those who speak of the pain of others. Therefore, the supreme horror refers to one who knows how to take the pain of others by the sword. ”

Thousand horses also accepted my bowels quietly.

I bowed again, drawing the father who drowned in my heart.

“The third tilth is the sputum. ”

Again, Thousand Horses nodded.

He was willing to accept my triple.

“Talma is the one who speaks of the suffering of all. The tribe that walks the path and meets a person should know what he suffers from and how he can feel. ”

I tripled.

“It is rare for anyone to be on this path! Even in the history of the school, the talons don't fit all five fingers. The throne is in Talma. ”

This time, Thousand Horses accepted my temple.

“Finally, there is the hardship of Shinma. Shinma is a person who knows not only the suffering of all, but also the suffering of all. He said," It is clear that we can speak of the suffering of the Samlahs. But this has not been proven! I just want to pass on the fact that there is such a situation. In fact, no one has reached Shinma. "

It was when I was about to raise five times.

“Stop.”

“Put it back up. ”

"......."

The Magician's Fifth Sword is the Serpent's Meal. The hands of those dying from addiction to medicine. I haven't mastered the fifth sword yet. Najjik said.

“I told you to put it back up. ”

I raised the temple.

“Put it back up. ”

I raised the temple.

“Put it back up. ”

Again. Again. Again. Again.

I sweated on my forehead. My back was cold and sweaty.

His face remained unchanged.

“Put it back up. ”

336 times to obscure the mind of one viper.

I picture a soldier in my mind, number 189.

It took 510 verses to draw a portrait of a merchant and express himself in his body.

I'm sweating.

I quietly knelt down and bent at my waist.

“... You're a straight arrow. ”

Thousands smiled.

“There is an upright child born. There is a child who is born ugly but upright by my will. You must be the second in line, Aya. I want to come here and live some life. ”

Slightly a sad smile.

“Why did you come here to live your life..."

The candle was shaken.

The light shifts, and the shadow shifts.

Shaking, my shadow overlaps with the shadow of a thousand horses.

“If the sun means life, shade is pain. ”

Yawin's shadow opens his lips.

“The human contours of life are separate, but the pain overlaps and overlaps. So, man is not one by being alive, but one by pain. ”

It was a doctrine of shadow.

“If you are willing to share your pain with someone, you are only willing to spend your life with them. Therefore, anyone who is hurt by all wants to be with all. I have to.”

There is only one word left of electrolyte in this world.

“Confucius.”

That mouth was speaking to me.

“People don't decide who they want to hurt, they can also decide who they want to hurt. The mincho you are trying to save will never be good. The flock you have saved will never be noble. Whoever you love, will never be perfect. ”

The shadow whispers.

The shadow whispers contain the temperature of the candle.

“Nevertheless, if you want to be hurt by everyone, If you're willing to give them flesh and blood. When they scratch you with their fingernails, they're just going to squeeze you too tight. ”

“Life is pain. But it is only human suffering. It's okay, it's okay. Agabhara, your heart is a fire. Burn and look at the shadows of others. ”

The candlestick slipped.

“The eighth is Sosa. ”

It poured down.

“Confucius. Rise with a burning heart. ”

I am.

But you know I'm salty.

Then you must die.

Goodbye.

I raised a temple.

"......."

Cough.

The shadow silences.

Serpent number 336, soldier number 189. 510 times in business.

I didn't hear the word "bring up the cave" again and again, which rang 1035 times. My sorcery seemed to be satisfied only once.

“…… I see. ”

Candlestick marks.

The sound of voices echoed where the mark had fallen.

“The last sword of Macheon... is undefined. It is an official. For generations, the Teacher engraves his own death on the last sword. That is why the ninth sword of the Archangel Shrine varies by a thousand steps from person to person. ”

A place where his own death can enter.

“Lift the gradient to your death. ”

"......."

I am.

While killing myself 4090 times, I...

My throat aches.

My throat aches with the dagger. My hands tremble. My arms shake. I was afraid that the blade would slip away because of the trembling. I was afraid that the pain would be prolonged by the wrong stab. So I wrapped the blue tape around the blade sack.

I wrapped the blue tape around my right and left hands. It was fixed, so it didn't seem to tremble. The day to return came on the 4050 day. But I died 4090 times. I had to die. I almost gave up on it. He had been on the run for days.

But there was a man who could not be forgiven.

I wasn't sure I could live with that.

I wrapped the blue tape again. The slower the death, the blur the decision, and the slower the decision. The more determined I am, the more days I have to die. I stopped thinking. I ignored my hesitation.

I wanted to live desperately, and died desperately.

Suicide ❗.

I drew it as the last picture, and I bowed to the Heavenly Horse.

"......."

The shadow shakes. A thousand horses stand in place. I realized a little later. By the time I realized it, Thousand Horses had embraced my shoulder.

“Confucius.”

Two shadows overlap in the cave.

“He's my pupil. ”

“…… Yes. ”

“You are my disciple. ”

“Yes."

“I don't care where you're from. No matter where you go, no matter where you are, you are a disciple of the Thousand Horse Saffron Scent. There is our doctrine in your heart. As long as your heart does not stop, even when the tide is gone and the world is low, you will continue. ”

I opened my mouth.

“---Yes, sir. ”

My throat aches.

Those were sick days.

That's what I now know.