Chapter 39 The protagonist of the revolving lantern is wrong
Blood spattered, and the unassembled aircraft model fell to the ground, bounced twice, and was quickly submerged in the spreading pool of blood.
Ogino Kei's breathing was heavy, and his vision was blood red. Among the screams of the crowd in the distance, a heart-rending howl was particularly harsh. Ogino Kei looked around and saw Ogawa's father running towards him.
Seeing this "enemy" fall to the ground in blood, holding his son who was almost cut in half and crying helplessly, for some reason, Ogino Kei, who should have been happy, suddenly had a flashback to two years ago before his eyes.
He is holding the body of Ogino Tomoya.
Two extremely similar figures gradually merged together. Ogino Kei looked at them, but the corners of his mouth could not move upward.
In the script that he had tinkered with countless times, at this moment he should make a few cruel sarcastic remarks, and then add two cuts to the thin body in front of Masauki Ogawa, so that he could experience the experience that he could only watch his son die.
pain of.
But now everything is as he wished, but Ogino Kei only feels——
Dull.
Tick-tock——
Blood gathered at the tip of the knife and splattered on the ground. This very slight sound suddenly woke him up from his trance.
Only then did Ogino Kei remember that his plan was not to kill someone and then stand there stupidly, waiting to be caught.
He threw away the bloody machete in disgust, leaned over to pick up the paper bag, and rushed out of the crowd holding it.
Although countless people were shouting "Stop him!", those shouts had no effect at all except for speeding up Ogino Kei's adrenaline secretion and causing wind to rise on the soles of his feet. He was not blocked along the way.
Ogino Kei successfully got into the car he had prepared in advance and drove to the beach he had chosen before, preparing to take his son's ashes to rest at the bottom of the sea.
However, the police cars came unnaturally fast, blocking the road he wanted to go one after another.
Ogino Kei had no choice but to turn the steering wheel and escape to a section of the road that was not blocked.
He frowned, feeling that today was really unlucky. Then he thought of something and suddenly smiled bitterly.
Could this be retribution for killing a child?
...Sure enough, no one who kills a child will end well. He is like this, and so is Ogawa Masayuki. He deserves it, they all deserve it.
Pursued by countless police cars, Ogino Kei, who was somewhat distracted, was attacked from both sides and blocked on a bridge he had never seen before.
He numbly stepped on the brakes and accidentally glanced out of the car window. He was surprised to find that the scenery on this unfamiliar bridge was extremely beautiful.
Although it was not as good as the destination he had chosen before, the wide embankment, the swaying weeping willows, the clear water with spots of light... all made him feel that it would not be a bad idea to regard this place as the final destination for himself and his son.
God was not kind to him.
Ogino Kei's mind changed, and he carefully took out the urn from the paper bag. Then he opened the car door, facing the blazing sunshine of the summer afternoon, and ran to the bridge with a martyr-like mood, and climbed over slightly clumsily.
railing.
Coincidentally, the police car arrived very late.
Ogino Kei ignored the policeman behind him who was urging him to come down with a loudspeaker. He hugged his "son" tightly and jumped down into the river with a drop of more than ten meters!
The river breeze blowing against his face made his heart beat faster, and the feeling of weightlessness aroused his panic to the maximum extent.
Ogino Kei didn't know whether he would fall to death or drown, but no matter what, this absurd and boring life was finally coming to an end.
...There is only one detail that is regrettable.
Obviously at this time, he should be thinking about his lovely son and die with joy.
But now when he closed his eyes, all he could think of was the pool of blood just now, and that innocent child looking eagerly at the toy in his hand.
"Yuta Ogawa..."
He muttered something unclear, preparing to face the collision with the water.
But after waiting for a long time, running through countless circles in my head, the legs of the lamp were about to break, but nothing happened.
Ogino Kei finally realized something was wrong and opened his eyes in confusion.
...and then stayed.
——He did not fall into the water, but maintained the same posture as when he jumped in, floating in the air!
No, it's not just him who's wrong...
The swaying willow branches, the floating river water, the squeaking sirens on both sides, the traffic moving on the river embankment in the distance... all of this has stopped!
Time suddenly stopped.
Ogino Kei simply thought this was a dream. He wanted to pinch himself hard, but except for his thoughts, his whole body seemed to have turned into an insect wrapped in amber, unable to move at all.
The situation beyond common sense made him fear like never before.
After an unknown amount of time, a voice sounded faintly from behind him:
"is this okay?"
This is an extremely mixed and ethereal voice.
It seemed to be mixed with countless mechanical sounds. It was cold and stiff, but it spoke human language and used a human tone, which was very inconsistent.
With this sound, Ogino Kei was pushed back by some unknown force. He fell back onto the bridge in embarrassment, rolled around, and raised his head in panic.
The only moving person in the still background is like a random touch of oil paint in an ink painting, extremely conspicuous.
——A young man with an unclear face walked through the police car and past the policeman who was holding out his hands to stop Ogino Kei from jumping into the river. He was walking with backlight. He was tall and tall, with a leisurely gait, and his elongated shadow fell on Ogino Kei, who was full of doubts.
on the face.
Perhaps Ogino Kei didn't respond to his question for a long time, so the other party asked again:
"is this okay?"
"Although you have taken revenge, your son is dead, your wife has left you, and now you are about to die. Are you willing to accept this ending?"
Ogino Kei didn't answer him. He pinched himself secretly and winced in pain.
It's not like I'm dreaming.
...But why did time stop? Why couldn’t I see the person’s face clearly? What was going on with that weird voice?
Everything was beyond Ogino Kei's understanding.
The visitor seemed to notice his suspicion, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Ogino Kei shrank his neck in shock and assumed a defensive posture.
But soon, as a short figure emerged from the void, his eyes widened and the hand on his chest unconsciously dropped.
——A little boy about five years old appeared next to the young man.