Chapter 493 Travelers From Afar

"Sorry to bother you, I borrowed it."

Girl in cap bows.

The young man reading a book raised his head.

The sunlight reflected his eyes with a golden light.

It's an illusion.

the girl thought.

This is the train to Tokyo.

"Hello, my name is Sakurajima Yuki, please give me your advice."

"Well, I was really sorry just now."

"If you don't mind, please give it a little taste."

Sakurajima Yuki handed over the tea cake with both hands.

"Thanks."

The man smiled and picked up the tea cake with his pretty fingers.

"My surname is Lu, please give me some advice."

The train passed the station and made a loud noise, just like this, clanging. Sakurajima Yuki quietly looked out the window at the sky divided by wires, with sparrows standing in a row.

Sakurajima Yuki thought about the man sitting next to her. In terms of sex, was he a traveler from the Far East?

It was really surprising to say that when Lu Sang looked up, Sakurajima Yuki was startled. He clearly looked like an old man who had experienced everything. This kind of steady temperament was the same as that of a professor at Sakurajima Yuki University. But I didn't expect that Lu Sang's face would look so young. What an uncle, he was a junior high school student.

The appearance of contradictory temperaments in the same person caused ripples in Sakurajima Yuki's already dead soul.

Sakurajima Yuki didn't know what was happening to her.

Due to the influence of her native family, Sakurajima Yuki is very introverted. She has never taken the initiative to talk to strangers. Even when others actively contact her, she always adopts the principle of hiding and hiding. For Sakurajima Yuki, establishing bonds with others is more difficult. College graduation thesis is still difficult.

Because of her personality, Sakurajima Yuki suffered a lot while growing up. She was nicknamed "Flower of the High Mountain" and "Ice Beauty" in junior high school, but Sakurajima Yuki could feel the malice in it.

It's just that today, Sakurajima Yuki didn't know what was wrong with herself.

Just treat it as a special day and do whatever you want.

The boy sitting next to me is still reading a book.

This is a Tokyo area travel magazine that comes with the train.

Sure enough, Lu Sang must be a traveler from the Far East.

Sakurajima Snow suddenly noticed that Lu Sang had not turned the page for a long time.

What are you looking at?

She cast a curious look.

This is the introduction to Aokigahara Jukai.

"Sorry, Lu Sang."

"Are you going here?"

"oh?"

The man glanced at Sakurajima Yuki.

"You mean Aokigahara Jukai."

"I'm extremely sorry, but if you want to go to the Aokigahara Sea of ​​Trees, it's not a good place to travel."

"Is there any problem? It is said that the Sea of ​​Trees is the most outstanding scenic spot under Mount Fuji. The trees are endless. Walking in it is like traveling to the fantasy world of Nasia or The Lord of the Rings."

The man's fingers ran across the sentences in the travel brochure, and his voice was gentle and friendly, making people unable to help but let down their guard and want to get closer.

"Indeed, as you said, the scenery of the sea of ​​trees is very good."

“But travel brochures don’t tell the whole story.”

Sakurajima Yuki paused.

"You probably don't know that Aokigahara's sea of ​​trees has another name."

"What?"

"Suicide Forest."

Sakurajima Yuki introduced.

Of course, it is impossible to cover all situations in the travel brochure. It will only contain content that is beneficial to the business of the scenic spot. Obviously, a name like Suicide Forest will never bring any benefit to Shuhai.

Sakurajima Yuki knows this very well.

When did it start?

I can’t remember clearly.

Maybe it’s because Aokigahara is so big that even if someone dies, they won’t be discovered.

Or maybe it's because the Sea of ​​Trees is located under Mount Fuji and has special meaning to the people of this country.

Gradually, more and more people choose to end their lives in the Aokigahara Sea of ​​Trees.

At most, within a month, the police could find more than 200 corpses in the sea of ​​trees.

As a result, the reputation of the Suicide Forest grew.

This sea of ​​trees also has an ominous atmosphere, and many people believe that Aokigahara is a cursed land.

"I see."

"This is what Suicide Forest is about."

"So, if you can, you'd better not go to the Sea of ​​Trees."

"good."

The man closes the travel brochure.

"Speaking of which, Miss Sakurajima, you seem to know Jukai very well."

"Well, it's because I joined the Kaidan Club when I was in college and got involved in the Kaidan clubs around Tokyo."

"No wonder."

The man said with a smile.

"Is Ms. Sakurajima going back to Tokyo to study?"

"No, I'm going for an internship."

The two of them chatted, one sentence to another, and time passed slowly.

Sakurajima Yuki felt strange.

It was clear that Lu Sang was just a stranger he met during the trip and had never met him before, but once they chatted with each other, Sakurajima Yuki felt as relaxed and comfortable as if he had been a good friend for many years. Although this traveler from the Far East rarely spoke, his His eyes, smile, and body movements all told Yuki Sakurajima that he was listening carefully.

It's been a long time since Sakurajima Yuki had such a relaxed chat with someone.

As he talked, even the haze that had shrouded his heart in recent days began to dissipate.

It gets dark.

The squeaking sound of the train is ethereal and quiet.

Somehow, at the end of the conversation, the topic returned to its original place.

"There are so many people committing suicide in a forest."

"Lu Sang, do you think it's strange?"

"It is always wrong to give up life easily."

"But, Lu Sang, if a person has nothing left to cherish in this world, doesn't he even have the right to die?"

"Are there people like this in this era?"

"It will happen in any era."

The topic ends here.

They each started doing their own thing.

The seat opposite was always empty, and the carriage was not full.

Sakurajima Yuki looked out the window.

It would be nice if the rails broke here.

she suddenly thought.

In the next second, I blamed myself for having such thoughts.

I'm so cruel.

There are so many people, everyone has relatives, friends, and people they care about and who care about them.

They are all different from me.

Sakurajima Yuki's thoughts drifted away.

Exploded wine bottle.

Swearing, screaming, red blood.

"She heard someone talking outside.

"If you don't pay, you will die!"

"Let me tell you, you seem to have a daughter who is studying in university in Tokyo!"

"You know that kind of movie, how about it? Do you want to try it?"

Sakurajima Yuki was so heartbroken that she seemed to be suffocating.

She heard her father and mother discussing quietly, who should she sell her daughter to?

Sakurajima Yuki was so tired and drowsy.

The radio woke her up.

A low man's voice.

"Sorry to disturb everyone."

"Is such that."

"I put a bomb on the train!"

Suddenly, the air in the carriage froze.

The passengers' sleepiness was gone.

They looked at each other with blank expressions, as if they had not yet recovered from the explosive broadcast content.

But in the next moment.

Screams came and went.

Panic appeared on everyone's face.

"What a joke!"

"Is today April Fool's Day?"

"Damn it, even if it's a joke, this is too much!"

This is a matter of course. Often when people unexpectedly encounter emergencies beyond their imagination, they react with disbelief.

Until the gunfire exploded.

Then came the screams.

The carriage was silent again.

The night outside was so dark, my heart was pounding.

They didn't dare to move and watched the broadcast intently.

"I'm really sorry, everyone."

The man on the radio was crying and seemed to blame himself.

The passengers just felt creepy. No one doubted that the person on the radio was a lunatic.

"Better take my word for it."

"This is no joke."

"I'm really sorry.."

The broadcast was silent for a few seconds.

"Speak of it."

"Why must you die?"

"I don't know either."

"Anyway, people like me can't do anything well. If I'm a loser, it doesn't matter if I die."

"That's right, well, if you go on the road alone, you'll probably be lonely."

"So I invite everyone to join me..."

"The bomb will detonate in half an hour. If you have any last words, please take advantage of this time to write them down quickly."

"That's all I want to say."

"Goodbye, gentlemen."

The radio is off.

This time the carriage was quiet for a long time.

People finally came to their senses.

Someone sobbed softly.

Someone called his family with trembling hands and dropped his cell phone to the ground.

Someone cursed and got up and walked to the car in front.

Sakurajima Yuki watched all this quietly.

She was the only one who could still remain calm.

The other one is the traveler sitting next to me.

"Would you like tea cakes, Lu Sang?"

"Ms. Sakurajima is very calm."

"What can we do if we don't calm down about this kind of thing?"

"I'm just a girl. I've never fought before, and I don't know anything about bombs."

"That makes sense."

Lu Sang ate tea cakes.

"Speaking of which, I just wanted to ask, was this tea cake made by Sakurajima-san herself?"

"How did you figure it out?"

"The packaging is not like the ones sold in stores."

Sakurajima Yuki smiled.

This was the first time he laughed.

"My late grandma taught me how to make tea cakes."

"Sorry for reminding you of something bad."

"No, Lu Sang."

Sakurajima Yuki shook her head.

"It makes me happy to think of grandma."

"If you don't mind, can you tell me?"

"What?"

"Your grandma."

Sakurajima Yuki pondered for a moment, the corners of her mouth turned up unconsciously, and she smiled warmly.

"If Lu Sang doesn't dislike it."

she said softly.

"She's my grandma."

This is on a train bound for Tokyo where a time bomb is planted.

Some are sad, some are despairing, some are angry.

But there is such a boy and girl who are different.

Sakurajima Yuki smiled as she talked about her grandmother.

The warm past is like a fairy tale.

Travelers from far away listen quietly.

It was as if the road in front of the train was about to be cut off, revealing a bottomless abyss that would eat up everyone in the train.

Before that, we have to wait for Sakurajima Yuki to finish telling her story.

The noise in the carriage suddenly boiled over.

There are only the last five minutes left.

There seemed to be a tick-tick countdown ringing in every passenger's ear.

Some religious people knelt on the ground, making the sign of the cross on their chests, praying to God for a miracle.

There are mothers holding their children, and young lovers hugging each other tightly.

Sakurajima Yuki stopped talking.

She watched everything going on in the carriage in silence.

Finally the eyes fell on the praying man.

"Do you believe in miracles?"

Sakurajima Yuki heard Lu Sang say to herself.

Miracle?

Sakurajima Yuki suddenly wanted to laugh.

Ever since her grandmother passed away, she has been unhappy until now.

Sakurajima Yuki really wanted to laugh when she heard the word miracle.

She actually laughed too.

"I don't believe it."

she says.

"I don't believe it either."

Surprisingly, Lu Sang's answer was this.

Sakurajima Yuki looked at the man sitting next to her strangely.

"Those who believe in miracles always place their hopes on others."

"Compared to this."

"I prefer to hold my destiny in my own hands."

The man said such arrogant words in a matter-of-fact tone.

Arrogant like the protagonist in the anime.

It's really a middle-of-the-road thing to say.

But I don’t know why, when Lu Sang said it, Sakurajima Snow felt that it was natural and appropriate.

But, hold on to your own destiny...

Sakurajima Yuki came back to her senses and curled her lips. She was laughing at herself.

Really, how could she believe this.

Who doesn’t know how to speak nonsense?

It's so powerful to hold on to fate, why not defuse the bomb!

Thinking of this, Yuki Sakurajima's expression changed.

"Where are you going?"

Sakurajima Snow said to Lu Sang who stood up.

"bathroom."

Lu Sang said.

Sakurajima Yuki hesitated to speak.

She wanted to say that she was going to die in a few minutes, how could you still have time to go to the bathroom.

But then I thought about it, and it was right. After all, I was going to die in a few minutes. It was normal to go to the bathroom before dying, right?

Sakurajima Snow saw Lu Sang walking towards the next carriage and passing by a man kneeling on the ground praying. Lu Sang helped the man up and said something.

What is Lu Sang talking about?

Sakurajima Yuki thought.

Lu Sang's back disappeared at the junction of the carriages.

Sakurajima Yuki held her head and looked out the window.

She is calm.

There is nothing in my mind, just clean.

He's going to die soon.

Sakurajima Yuki clearly knows this.

However, there was a sudden moment, probably in the reflection of the car window glass, when I saw myself alone, without Lu Sang.

Sakurajima suddenly felt lonely.

There was no reason for the sudden loneliness, and it was like the sea that drowned her.

In the past, Sakurajima Yuki just thought that if she died, it would be nice to die quietly alone and not cause trouble to others.

But now, she missed Lu Sang like crazy.

I miss this man I only met once.

It would be great if Lu Sang was there when he died.

She didn't want to die.

Sakurajima Yuki remembered what Dazai Osamu said.

I originally wanted to die this winter, but recently I got a set of linen kimono with mouse gray pinstripes. It is a kimono suitable for summer, so I might as well live until summer first.

Sakurajima Snow thought, it would be better to wait until Lu Sang comes back before dying.

Pity. ,

Suddenly an idea occurred.

By the way, Lu Sang went to the bathroom for a long time.

Wait...for a long time!

Sakurajima Yuki opened her eyes wide.

The carriage began to slowly become quiet.

People suddenly realized something.

They looked at each other, eyes wide.

They picked up their phones and watches in disbelief.

They blinked and checked the time with the person next to them.

The ecstasy of the aftermath appeared on their faces.

Some people cried with joy.

"Very good!"

"Survived!"

"That's great!"

Some passengers threw their hats high.

Five minutes have passed!

No, now, ten minutes have almost passed!

The bomb didn't detonate!

No matter what happened, whether it was a prank or something else, it didn't matter.

They survived!

Sakurajima Yuki was also infected by the joyful mood and showed a big smile.

But it's very strange.

I survived, why should I be happy?

After thinking about it, Sakurajima felt relieved.

In this case, Lu Sang would not have to die.

I can see Lu Sang again.

That's great.

The broadcast was turned on again, the buzzing electric sound was like a thunderbolt, and the joyful smiles froze on their faces. The passengers held their breaths, and their eyes were filled with haze.

Suddenly a terrifying thought appeared in everyone's mind.

They almost fainted with fear.

Could it be... In fact, the bomb is still there, but that abominable devil delayed the detonation time for the sake of playing with them!

Until a gentle young man's voice came from the radio.

"It's okay. It was just a joke. I'm really sorry for causing trouble to everyone."

The passengers breathed a sigh of relief.

Some people loudly scolded the service personnel, but most of them were happy to survive the disaster.

Sakurajima Yuki sat, out of tune with everything around her.

She saw the believers in front of her kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly to the radio, with tears streaming down their faces.

There was only one thought left in Sakurajima Yuki's mind.

It's Lu Sang!

This voice...

You can’t go wrong!

It’s Lu Sang!