Truth is everywhere within range

Opening her eyes, Yui Jingchuan found herself lying on the table.

Looking around, she realized it was an izakaya.

If it weren't for the fact that the menu in the store, apart from a few beers, only contained the pork soup set meal, Akagawa Yui might have thought that time had turned back.

"you're awake?"

A strange voice came from beside him, and a glass filled with water was pushed in front of Jingchuan Yui.

She turned her head and saw a boy in school uniform.

It's Qiao Qiao.

"Um"

The headache has been relieved a lot, and Jingchuan Yui feels that her consciousness is particularly clear at this time.

"Where am I?"

she asked first.

This young man should be a good person, she thought.

However, it is a bit strange for a high school student to bring himself to an izakaya with no customers late at night.

"The boss calls this place 'Late Night Dining Hall'. Although the menu only has pork soup set menu, he can generally cook whatever you want."

Listening to Qiao Qiao's serious introduction, Jingchuan Yui couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Did he think he hadn't watched that late night show?

However, Jingchuan Yui didn't say it out loud. For some reason, sitting at the table, she felt that her mood was very clear, as clear as ever.

"boss."

Qiao Qiao called out, and the boss lifted the curtain from the back kitchen and walked out.

He is dressed like a typical izakaya owner, but there is no scar on his face, and he is not Kaoru Kobayashi.

Jingchuan Yui hesitated for a moment, then spoke.

"I want to drink tofu and miso soup."

"good."

The boss smiled slightly, nodded and went back to the kitchen to get busy.

Jingchuan Yui looked at his busy figure, feeling a little dazed.

She traced her fingers along the edge of the glass and said quietly.

"My mother died of lung cancer when I was in elementary school. Everyone said she was overworked."

"At that time, my father didn't know how to cook at all, and other children laughed at my bento boxes because the food in them was either burnt or too salty because of too much soy sauce."

"Later, my father didn't know where he learned how to make a dish, and it gave me a normal taste for the first time."

"That's tofu miso soup."

"I remember that he smiled very happily when he saw me drinking soup."

"After that, our family ate tofu miso soup for a month."

"When I grew up, I started cooking, and the first dish I learned was tofu and miso soup."

"Speaking of which, I'm familiar with Zhijun because he drank the tofu and miso soup I made when we were socializing in the villa and said, 'It tastes like home.'"

Jingchuan Yui said, without tears, only endless nostalgia.

She glanced at Qiao Qiao and asked.

"There was a line in the first movie that Zhijun and I watched together. Is life always this hard, or is it only like this in childhood? In the movie, the answer to this question is 'It's always been like this.' Now, you said, it's so difficult. How long will this day last?"

Qiao Qiao didn't answer.

The boss served a bowl of hot tofu and miso soup.

The tofu is white and clean, the green onions are fresh and green, the bonito is light and fragrant.

Jingchuan Yui seemed to be attracted by the bowl of miso soup. She picked up her chopsticks and took a sip of the soup.

"It tastes like daddy's cooking."

She opened her eyes wide and kept drinking miso soup one mouthful after another.

“It’s getting salty”

After drinking, Yui Jingchuan muttered something in a low voice, and then drank it all in one gulp.

Seeing Yui Jingchuan put down the bowl, Qiao Qiao sighed softly.

"In my country, there is a proverb."

he said.

"tomorrow is a new day."

"Um."

Jingchuan Yui smiled.

Sure enough, she still looked better when she smiled.

A faint shimmer emitted from Jingchuan Yui's body, and the shimmer turned into particles and escaped. Finally, her entire body disappeared, leaving only spots of light, like a rainbow.

"Those in our line of work always encounter things like this, Mr. Qiao."

The boss lit a cigarette.

Yes, Yui Akagawa is dead.

Not long after getting on the subway, Yui Akagawa died suddenly due to many days of overwork and alcohol stimulation, and collapsed on the seat.

This happened before Qiao Qiao got in the car.

But for some reason, perhaps because of her obsession, her spirit affected the two delinquent boys.

If Qiao Qiao hadn't taken action, I'm afraid the news the next day would have reported that two corpses of unknown causes of death were found in Nakano District.

Moreover, Jingchuan Yui's spirit may very well turn into a resentful spirit and harm the world because of what happened tonight.

"It's really troublesome. There is no last bus now, and taxis in Tokyo are so expensive. We don't have enough money in the first place. Alas, we're going to bleed again. If I had known better, I shouldn't have meddleed in my own business. Maybe she would turn into a resentment later." Spirit, I can also increase the commissioned income."

Qiao Qiao said with a hint of disgust.

"To be honest, I was also surprised. After all, Mr. Qiao, you rarely bring spirits here for me to purify. According to my impression, your methods should be simpler and rougher."

The boss blew out a puff of smoke.

He is also a registered spiritualist.

Unlike Qiao Qiao's door-to-door service, the boss' method of removing spirits is very special.

This "Late Night Canteen" can only be seen by confused souls and people with spiritual powers.

When those wandering souls come to the store, the boss will cook for them a dish that they were most obsessed with during their lifetime.

When the wandering soul finishes enjoying the food, it will be transcended.

This is the boss's method of removing spirits.

Clean and elegant.

Very high quality.

I don’t know how high this level of violence is compared to Qiaoqiao’s.

Qiao Qiao yearned for this warm and leisurely way of exorcising spirits, hidden away from the city.

"My cultivation level is too low. I can only cure the weirdness, but I can't make her die. Let's just think of it as a thank you gift for buying suitable equipment from you."

Qiao Qiao replied.

Sometimes, Qiao Qiao would encounter spirits like Jingchuan Yui who had just been born and had not yet undergone qualitative transformation.

He will take it to the boss.

At least in the end, let them have a happy dream.

"Okay, I'm going home, I have to go to class tomorrow."

Qiao Qiao picked up his schoolbag, opened the paper door, and walked out of the "Late Night Canteen".

As a result, Yui Akagawa's body was discovered by a steward cleaning the last train. After confirming the cause of death, the police contacted her relatives, cremated Yui Akagawa's body, and sent her ashes back to her hometown.

It is worth noting that from Nakano Station to the terminal, several people had been in the same carriage with Akagawa Yui’s body, but no one discovered that she had passed away.

To describe it in the words of one of the parties involved:

"It was like she was asleep. No one wanted to disturb such a beautiful dream."

It is said that good things will happen to everyone who rides in that carriage.

Over time, it actually became a tourist attraction in Tokyo.

It's called "The Lucky Car on the Nakano Line."

It was already a week later that Qiao Qiao learned about this from the newspaper.

“Are there no good spirits in this world?”

Qiao Qiao did not deny that if he searched carefully, there might really be kind spirits.