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"AYAKA – SIDE STORIES 11" (Part 02/04)
"JINGI, A DREAM AFTER A DREAM"
TRANSLATION: NARU-KUN
* List of Chapters
Before he knew it, the memorial gathering had begun, which was too small for the hero who saved the island.
"By the way, what happened to the others?"
Kurama asked those who were remembering Jingi. Yashiki, a dear friend of Jingi, was drinking beer.
"It seems that a new enka singer is coming to sell at a nearby supermarket, so all the grandparents are heading there massively."
"Enka singer?"
"Apparently, this is a third-generation Japanese-Brazilian singer named Solemio Togashi, who wears a Mongolian sumo suit and whose special skill is singing while juggling."
(Eh? What? I lost to a singer like that?)
Jingi was surprised.
Saruwatari put his hands behind his head.
"Well, for a moment I wondered if I should go there or not."
"Do not miss!"
Although he couldn't hear it, he was pushing him.
"He's been my friend since you were a child!", Yashiki added.
"And the other neighbors generally said, "If I can go, I'll go"."
It seems like the memorial service for the person who risked his life is being treated like a party for college students.
Jingi's eyes widened in shock.
Haruaki nodded.
"Everyone is busy with various things. Apparently, the mayor, Inou-san, also has plans to get bugs out of the futon and get a haircut."
"He can do that another time!"
Unable to contain himself, Jingi screamed again. Then they began to happily remember Jingi.
However, when he heard them, they did not speak well.
"He drank a lot and was bad."
"He was gathering food."
"He was trying to commit a loan scam against elementary school students."
"He lost so much playing pachinko that he rolled on the floor screaming."
(Hey, you guys...)
Jingi trembled with anger.
(They are saying things that are not true!)
Actually, most of it is true, but he would like them to limit their memories to only the good ones. So, as if they felt that feeling...
"Well, I feel a little sorry for him. Next time, let's say something nice about him, okay?"
Jingi nodded vigorously.
Then, the atmosphere that had been so lively a moment ago fell silent. A heavy silence. In fact, the current environment is more appropriate for a memorial gathering. Everyone looked at each other and was silent.
Haruaki, who had been thinking with his arms crossed, finally spoke.
"No, that's right, Jingi... he always cut his nails properly, right?"
"Ah..."
Everyone started screaming as if they had been saved.
"Yes!"
"I'm sure that guy's nails were pretty good!"
Everyone congratulated him as if they had fulfilled his responsibilities. Jingi screamed irresistibly.
"I guess that's all I can do if I try to figure things out!"
However, the tsukkomi did not reach him. Instead, he heard a voice coming from the hallway.
"Oh, everyone is in high spirits."
A calm and meek voice came from the hallway. Jingi looked at the Goddess of Salvation with a desperate expression.
(Momoko-san!)
Unlike those heartless people, he was sure that she would be saddened by his loss and praise his bravery.
Even now, she made preparations for the memorial meeting (laughs) and even cooked the food. Momoko was the only kind woman who hadn't changed.
But...
"......"
Jingi's mouth dropped open.
Momoko had changed a lot. Although she was inside the house, she was wearing a thick fur coat, a dazzling diamond ring on her finger, and a pearl necklace around her neck. The decorations alone would cost millions.
However, her facial expression was still the same kind smile as before, so it was a strange mismatch. The men in the room were not only depressed by the impressive outfit, but also fell silent.
Before long, Yashiki and Saruwatari were secretly whispering to each other.
"Look, Momoko-san, it seems that she has taken out a considerable amount of life insurance for Jingi."
"I see, that's why she made a lot of money."
"Keep it real!"
Jingi paled.
"This is the first time I've heard it!"
Momoko heard whispers from Yashiki and Saruwatari.
"Hey, listen. I haven't changed at all. Look."
She grabbed a plate of freshly prepared food from the tray and placed it on the table.
"Slow-cooked caviar and foie gras and fried truffle."
"She's changed after all!"
She was not the kind of person who would prepare incomprehensible dishes with such extravagant ingredients. Money is scary.
Saruwatari and Yashiki were talking secretly again.
"By the way, according to information from a construction company I know, it seems that this house will be renovated in a big way and will be eye-catching in the near future."
"I see. That's why Jingi's belongings were sold at Memekari the other day. There were a lot of things that got in the way."
"Momoko-san, the change is too fast!"
Momoko probably didn't hear Jingi's voice, but she laughed and said:
"That kid did a really good job in his final moments."
She was whispering that.
"Momoko-san!"
Jingi is now terrified by the darkness of her. So, Haruaki said to take it easy.
"By the way, what happened to Jingi's grave?"
"Eh? A grave?"
When Jingi seemed to suspect something, Momoko looked at them with a knowing expression on her face.
"Ah, over here."
With that, she put on her sandals from the terrace and went out into the garden. Others followed her example.
So...
"Here it is."
Momoko had a big smile on her face and pointed to a small, thick clay bun. A shamoji was glued on top and the words "Jingi's grave" were written on the front with a marker.
"My name is spelled incorrectly!"
Jingi was screaming.
"No, nowadays, if your pet turtle dies, it will have a better grave! If you have the insurance money, at least make it a little more elaborate!"
However, Jingi's statements went unheeded, and Haruaki, Yashiki, Saruwatari, and Mitarai closed their eyes with solemn expressions on their faces and clasped their hands towards the shamoji.
"Hey! At least one person should have doubts!"
So there...
"Please take it easy!"
A young, raw and angry voice was heard from behind. When Jingi turned around, he saw Yukito Yanagi standing there with a manajiri in his arms.
Jingi slowly shed tears of joy. That's all. That guy was there. Yukito, who was his favorite disciple and loved him more than anyone.
He's sure it's him.
But...
"Please, Kurama-san. We're supposed to start training today, right? I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
Haruaki smiled and apologized.
"So, let's get this over with and get started, shall we?"
"Thanks, teacher."
Yukito was leaning beautifully at an angle of almost 45 degrees.
"He changed teachers!"
Jingi screamed loudly.
"It's too early for many things!"
Finally, Yashiki lost his balance, staggered towards the clay bun, and kicked the Shamoji to the ground.
"Tehe."
Yashiki put his fist to his forehead and stuck out his tongue.
"Hey, don't do that! Fix it properly! Oh, don't step on it! Don't step on it! You idiot! Ah! You're all idiots!"
Jingi shouted.
It was already a tsukkomi from the bottom of his soul.
Immediately, the image of Haruaki, Momoko, Yukito, and their friends chatting loudly in the garden became blurry, his hearing became distant, and his vision narrowed.
And Jingi's senses...
Once again it was painted an overwhelming gray color.
The first thing he felt was strangely similar to the summer day when he went to the beach with his two brothers, jumping from a cliff into the sea.
At that moment, sea water entered his nostrils and he almost panicked. That time he couldn't breathe for the first time either and waved his arms and legs involuntarily. He couldn't tell what was up or down, he was disoriented and felt like he was going to scream.
He opened his eyes,
"Ah? Eh? Huh?"
He looked around frantically. He tried to breathe, but he stopped reflexively. He felt like he was underwater.
But...
(What is this place?)
The area was filled with a color that was neither gold nor ocher. It was not cloudy at all, but visibility was not very good. Although he was still short of breath and felt like he was drowning, Jingi gradually regained his composure.
(This place... maybe...)
His experience and knowledge as a person of connection naturally taught him the answer.
(Am I on the line of life?)
A torrent of life where all lives return and become one stream. The source of all power. A large underground flow of energy that penetrates underground on Ayaka Island.
He was floating inside it.
No, he was slowly but surely disappearing.
What fills his environment as liquid is life force. Looking up, down, left and right, there was no end, just an enormous amount of life surrounding Jingi. As he trembled, he felt a surge of power that made his body tremble.
(In other words, what happened before was a dream, right?)
And the response was natural.
(Guess I'm dead after all.)
Right now he was probably about to be immersed and assimilated into the life cycle. Before long, his consciousness will completely dissolve into the life energy and his ego will eventually disappear. He seems to feel that fleeting moment, which is like a slight illusion.
(But...)
He couldn't help but smile bitterly.
(What a dream.)
It was quite an advance.
(If I had a dream, I would like to have a better dream.)
Probably the more he sleeps, the more his disappearance progresses. However, the more he struggles within that lifeline, the more his consciousness recedes.
His body felt warm and his mind became flat. Then, feeling the most intense drowsiness he had ever felt, Jingi closed his eyelids again.
The next thing he knew he was back at the Ninoshima camp. The place was exactly the same as when he first woke up. However, the surrounding landscape changed from day to night. A faint moon adorned with clouds hung in the sky, and the cries of frogs and insects could be heard loudly in the surrounding rice fields filled with black water.
And one more thing.
The biggest difference from last time is that Jingi himself is very aware that this is a dream he is having in the middle of the lifeline. He checked his limbs and took a closer look at what he was wearing.
Instead of the classic ghost costume from last time, he was wearing the green hoodie that he normally likes to wear.
"Well, it's happening again, I guess I'll just have to get up and walk."
He knew it instinctively. The more often he dreams, the more likely it is that he will become absorbed in the cycle of life and eventually completely lose his sense of self.
And, at that moment, he would await pure harmony with the vital energy, that is, a definitive death.
"But how did I wake up?"
It was then that he crossed his arms and was lost in his thoughts. He noticed two figures slowly approaching him from the darkness.
"Onya?"
Jingi strained his eyes. There were no streetlights around, so it was difficult to see who the other person was. However, as soon as the clouds passed over the moon and the area was once again enveloped in soft light, he realized it.
"What? Tanaka Oba-chan and Nomura Oba-chan?"
That was the same dream as last time.
In his previous dream, he met those two old ladies from the neighborhood.
"Hey!"
Jingi waved his hand tentatively. He thought he would ghost herself again, but this time they both responded to his voice. Everyone seemed surprised and turned their heads towards him.
Jingi became happy and tried to wave even more vigorously.
But...
He immediately noticed something strange and stopped moving.
Before he knew it, the sounds of frogs and insects had stopped.
"Eh?"
Jingi backed away a little, still smiling. Something was wrong. First of all, the two ladies were acting strangely.
They stiffened their arms and legs and walked towards him with extremely clumsy movements.
The advancement was strange, as if all the joints were broken.
And...
"Uuuh~"
"Aaah..."
Their eyes were blank and they were constantly making noises that didn't make any sense.
(I don't like it very much, but... I've seen movies and games that feature something like this several times.)
Jingi slowly withdrew. Meanwhile, the ladies extended their fingers towards him and closed the distance.
There was a hint of longing.
They called Jingi, like fresh human meat.
"Hahaha."
Jingi turned his back on them.
"See you later, ladies!"
He ran as fast as he could.
They were zombies.
No doubt.
The two ladies had turned into zombies.
So...
"Gaaah!"
"Aaaaaah!"
Both Tanaka-chan and Nomura-chan have been carrying out the mission together.
And they were quite fast.
(It's the type of zombie that comes running depending on the situation!)
Jingi screamed desperately in his heart as he ran across the furrow with the speed of a sprinter, his fingertips immobilized.
(This is a dream! This is a dream!)
However, his most sincere wish did not come true and he continued to be chased by two old zombies while he said things like "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah."
The place Jingi jumped to was a two-story barn that was right in front of him.
That's the kind of place you would normally keep your farming tools. It smells like hay and a little moldy. Although out of breath, Jingi desperately turned his body, raised his shoulders, and closed the door.
It wasn't long before he heard the sound of zombies crashing outside.
"Ah~"
"Eh~"
Jingi was scared and horrified, so he sank to the spot, leaning his back against the door. He was shaking.
(I am very aware that it is a dream I am having on the line of life.)
The situation seemed too real.
Knowing it was a nightmare was one thing, but knowing it was enough to cover the trembling fear was another matter.
It's that moment...
"Jingi-san?"
A faint voice came from deep within the darkness of the barn. Jingi looked at him surprised.
A boy stepped out into the moonlight shining through the second story window. Jingi shouted the boy's name with an expression of disbelief on his face.
"Yukito? He is Yukito?"
That person was definitely Yukito Yanagi. The moment Jingi saw that delicate face with a sad expression on his face...
(Good! Nice to see you!)
That feeling suddenly grew and he didn't even pay attention to the long, thin object in his hand. He tried to run towards Yukito.
At that moment...
Zudon.
A trembling roar echoed through the area, and Jingi was on his butt. There was a hole in the ground a short distance from his feet and a slight amount of smoke.
"Y-Yukito?"
Jingi finally realized it.
Yukito was holding something that looked like a rifle.
Besides...
"Jingi-san."
"Eh?"
"Now say the tongue twister."
He held the barrel of the gun pointed directly at Jingi's forehead. The explosion that sounded earlier was the result of him firing a single shot.
"Okay! Tongue twister!"
Yukito shouted in a strained voice. Seeing his finger press the trigger, Jingi panicked.
"Na, Namamugi Namagome Nakakago."
"......!"
"No, that's not true! Wait! I just took a bite. Raw wheat raw rice raw eggs!"
He understood it immediately.
Yukito was checking if he had turned into a zombie. He was relieved to be able to respond for the moment.
"Next. Roll, roll and keep rolling, six rolling."
There was another question from Yukito. Jingi grew impatient.
"Eh? Wait a minute. I can't say things like that normally."
"Then, red capybara, blue capybara, yellow capybara, red paprika, blue paprika, yellow paprika. Either apologize to Aya or your parents. I apologized to Aya and the greengrocer. A singer comes and tells me to sing, but I can sing well enough to sing, I will sing, but since I can't sing well enough, I won't sing, but that's okay."
"Ah, can you say Akakapibara? Well, you're very good at tongue twisters!"
"Suspicious."
Yukito looked at Jingi with suspicious eyes and tried to shoot him. Jingi shouted without caring what he was doing.
"I'm Sagawa Jingi! You're Yukito Yanagi! I'm your teacher. I'm the one who picked you up on this island! You remember, right? I was waiting at the school gate, drinking sake. I was the one who threw you into the river! What I said at that moment was "Just fly!"."
Yukito's body stiffened for a moment. In an attempt to dissuade him, Jingi rolled up his sleeves and hiked up the hem of his pants, showing every part of his body.
"Look! Look! There are no bite marks anywhere, right? There are no scars, right? I haven't turned into a zombie at all! I'm a human!"
A drop of water fell down Yukito's cheek.
He lets out a sob.
"Uh, uh. I'm sorry. Jingi-san, I guess you haven't been bitten yet, right? I was really scared. I'm sorry. I was very suspicious."
"No, it's fine."
Jingi said as he broke out in a cold sweat.
"If your suspicions are cleared, could you put down the gun first?"
Yukito regretted it with tears streaming down his face, but he didn't move the muzzle of his gun and kept it pointed at Jingi.
He had the air of a trained soldier.
Yukito looked scared.
"Ah, ah. Sorry, sorry."
He finally abandoned his stance. Jingi took a deep breath.
"So what happened?"
He asked Yukito with a bitter smile. Yukito began to respond with tears streaming down his face.
"Yes. At first, I went to Inou-san's house for some business. But then those guys came in, and Inou-san was bitten, and his group joined Inou-san right in front of me. So, I had no choice."
(I see. That's why he killed Inou.)
Jingi felt sorry for Yukito.
It was understandable that he was nervous, since he had done something to someone he knew.
He tried to put a hand on Yukito's shoulder to comfort him. Yukito continued speaking.
''Then after that, I shot the city hall employees one by one, and Ichijou-san, Yako-kun, Chatarou-kun, the police officers, the supermarket employee, the head priest of the temple, and the thief who he was hiding. I knocked down the people who seemed to be attacking me at random, and also Mitarai-san, Yashiki-san, Saruwatari-san and everyone else.''
Jingi gently removed his outstretched hand.
(This boy, Yukito is the crazy type.)
How many people has he killed?
Jingi thought for a moment. Then, he cleared his throat and placed his hands on Yukito's shoulders again.
Looking into his eyes.
"It's okay, Yukito."
"What?"
"Listen carefully."
He paused for a moment.
"This is a dream!"
At that moment, Jingi felt an incredible shock on his cheeks and was impressed. After a while he realized that he had been hit with the butt of a rifle.
"W-what?"
Jingi sat with her legs diagonally like a girl, put his hand on his cheek, and looked at Yukito with teary eyes. Yukito let out a sigh and said sadly.
"Jingi-san."
He smiled slightly.
"Please, faces reality."
(Damn.)
An alert pulsed at a dangerous level in Jingi's head.
(This guy, what's worse, he can't understand anything at all!)
When Jingi was stunned...
"......!"
Yukito looked surprised and turned towards the door. Attracted, Jingi also directed his attention there.
He immediately understood why Yukito had reacted.
Mishi.
The barn door began to creak. Outside, he heard multiple moans of "Aaaaaaaaaah~". He felt like dozens of zombies were gathering.
"......"
"......"
The moment Jingi and Yukito looked at each other as if to say, "This is bad", a strange explosion sound was heard and the lock that had been closed broke in two. Since it was an ancient item, its strength was probably lower from the beginning.
And the worst...
The zombies ran into the room in an avalanche. Some of the zombies in front fell forward too hard, but those following them calmly stepped over the pitiful zombies and defeated them, rushing towards Jingi and Yukito like a murky current.
"Ah, here! Yukito!"
When he saw Yukito, he was running up the stairs to the second floor, carrying a rifle.
He didn't think twice about Jingi, that he was depressed.
Naturally, Jingi wanted to do the same, but...
"Awah! Awawawawah..."
His hips gave way and he couldn't get up properly.
If he panics, there is nothing he can do to save himself.
"Ah~"
"Uh~"
The smell of rot reached his nose and the zombies came so close that he could almost see their empty eyes.
(We're screwed!)
At that moment, Jingi closed his eyes as he thought.
"The softest and most solid things in the world are conquered and nothingness enters nothingness."
A gust of wind broke out and Jingi's body floated in the air. Surrounded by pure white light.
"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!"
Jingi's body turned and flew into the sky from the door opened by the zombie. For a brief moment, zombies could be seen being dragged, rolled, and crushed against walls, farm tools, etc.
Jingi realized it immediately.
(This is Haru-nii's technique!)
When he looked to the side, Yukito was flying in the sky in almost the same conditions. The local tornado took Jingi and Yukito to a large pine tree growing on a small hill, and the roaring sound there was carefully dispersed, as if it were a lie.
At the same time, Jingi and Yukito suddenly fell on the spot.
He hardly felt any shock, as if an invisible giant had pinched him with his fingertips and gently placed him on the ground.
"Hey, I'm glad I made it on time. Are you guys hurt?"
A person sitting near the base of the pine tree called to them in a low voice. Jingi recognized his face and immediately let out a cry of joy.
"Haru-nii!"
As Jingi expected, it was Kurama Haruaki, the priest of Kaizumi Shrine and Jingi's older brother.
"You really helped me!"
He must have known about Jingi's situation and went to rescue them. The same skill as always. He was a model of a reliable older brother. Just as Jingi came over to express his gratitude.
"Do not come!"
Came a sharp scolding voice that was uncharacteristic of Haruaki. Jingi stood there, surprised. Haruaki laughed weakly.
"No, I'm sorry for yelling, Jingi."
Looking closely, he could see that Haruaki's face was sickly pale. A large amount of sweat dripped down his handsome face, as if he was enduring some kind of pain.
"What's wrong, Haru-nii?"
Jingi was upset.
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