Pretend To Be a Good Person In the World of Conan

Blood splashed, and the unfinished aero model fell to the ground, bounced twice, and was quickly submerged by the spreading blood.

Ogino Qing was breathing heavily, and his eyes were red with blood. Among the screams of the crowd in the distance, a heart-piercing howl was particularly harsh. Ogino Qing followed the sound and saw Ogawa's father running wildly.

Watching this "enemy" fall to the ground in blood, crying helplessly with his son who was almost cut in half, Ogino Kei, who should have been happy for some reason, suddenly appeared in front of him two years ago. He held the appearance of Ogino Tomoya's corpse.

Two very similar figures gradually overlapped. Ogino Kiyoshi watched, the corners of his mouth lifted.

In the script that he has repaired countless times, at this moment he should be cruel and ironic, and then in front of Masayuki Ogawa, make two cuts on the thin body, so that he can experience that he could only watch his son die back then. pain of.

But now everything is as he wished, but Ogino Kei only felt that—

Dull.

tick-

The blood gathered on the tip of the knife and splattered on the ground. This very subtle sound made him suddenly wake up from the trance.

It was only at this moment that Ogino Qing remembered that his plan was not to stand stupidly at the scene after killing someone, waiting to be caught.

He threw away the blood-stained machete in disgust, slammed down to pick up the paper bag, and rushed out of the crowd with it in his arms.

Although countless people were shouting "Stop him!", those shouts had no effect at all, except for Ogino Kei's adrenaline secretion and the wind on the soles of his feet, and he was not blocked along the way.

Ogino Kei successfully got into the car prepared in advance and drove to the beach previously selected, preparing to take his son's ashes and sleep at the bottom of the sea.

However, the police cars came unreasonably fast, one after another blocking the way he wanted to go.

Ogino Kei had to slam the steering wheel and flee to the section where he was not stopped.

He frowned, feeling that today was really unfortunate, and then he thought of something, and suddenly smiled bitterly.

Is this because he killed the child, so he was punished?

...Sure enough, the person who killed the child didn't end well. He was like this, and so was Ogawa Masayuki. They deserve it, they all deserve it.

Under the siege of countless police cars, some distracted Ogino Kei was attacked back and forth and blocked on a bridge he had never seen before.

He stepped on the brakes numbly, glanced out the car window inadvertently, and was surprised to find that the scenery on this unfamiliar bridge was very beautiful.

Although it wasn't as good as the destination he had chosen before, the wide embankment, the swaying weeping willows, the clear water covered with light spots... all made him feel that it was not bad to regard this place as the final destination for himself and his son.

God has not been kind to him.

Ogino Kei's mind turned, and he carefully took out the urn from the paper bag. Then he opened the car door, faced the blazing sunshine of the summer afternoon, ran to the bridge with a martyr-like mood, and clumsily climbed over the railing.

Coincidentally, the police car arrived half a beat later.

Ogino Kei ignored the policeman who was holding a loudspeaker behind him to persuade him to come down, hugged the "son" in his arms, and jumped down facing the river with a drop of more than ten meters!

The rushing river wind made his heart beat faster, and the sense of weightlessness also stimulated his panic to the greatest extent.

Ogino Kei didn't know whether he would fall or drown, but no matter what, this ridiculous and boring life was finally coming to an end.

…Only one detail is regrettable.

Obviously at this time, he should think about his lovely son and die with joy.

But now that he closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the pool of blood just now, the innocent child who was staring at the toy in his hand.

"Yuta Ogawa..."

He murmured inexplicably, preparing to meet the collision of the water.

But after waiting for a long time, the revolving lantern in my head ran countless laps, and the legs of the lamp were about to break, but nothing happened.

Ogino Kei finally realized something was wrong and opened his eyes suspiciously.

...then froze.

- He didn't fall into the water, but kept the position he just jumped off, floating in the air!

No, it's not just him that'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 thought it was a dream. He wanted to pinch himself, but in addition to thinking, his whole person was like an insect wrapped in amber, completely unable to move.

The situation beyond common sense made him terrified like never before.

After an unknown period of time, a voice rang out from behind him:

"is this okay?"

It was a very mixed voice.

It seems to be mixed with countless mechanical sounds, it is cold and stiff, but it speaks human language and uses human intonation, which is very inconsistent.

With this sound, Ogino Kei was pushed back by some unknown force. He tumbled back to the bridge in embarrassment, rolled in a circle, and raised his head in panic.

The only moving person in the static background, like a smear of oil paint in an ink painting, is extremely conspicuous.

—A young man with a faceless face walked past the police car, past the policeman who stretched out his hand to stop Kei Ogino from jumping into the river, walking in the backlight. He was tall and straight, with a leisurely gait, and an elongated shadow fell on Ogino Kei's puzzled face.

Perhaps Ogino Kei did not respond to his question for a long time, and the other party asked again:

"is this okay?"

"Although you took revenge, your son died, your wife left you, and now you are going to die soon. This kind of ending... are you willing?"

Ogino Kei didn't answer him, he secretly pinched himself, and the pain jolted.

Not really dreaming.

...but why does time stand still? Why can't you see the person's face? What's with that weird voice?

Everything was beyond Ogino Kei's understanding.

The visitor seemed to see 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 was outlined from the void, his eyes widened, and the hand on his chest was unconsciously put down.

—A little boy around five years old appeared beside the young man.