Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

Tabernacle 9: In the case of Takao Shinohara (44 at the time of the accident)

Something unusual happened during my boring work, which is still the same today.

My driving train caused an accident.

That's also the worst accident of colliding with a line bus while driving a passenger.

I wonder why the signal didn't turn red indicating a stop?

I wonder why the various safety brakes with multiple spare circuits could not be applied without operating and manually?

It's hard to convince, though it's hard to think back.

I braked when I noticed the bus that was entering the trail, but the distance was too short for the train that was running at a high speed of 70 km/h to stop completely.

I crashed into the side of the bus, and the impact peeled off some of the bus roof and flew towards me, a sight that seemed to leap out of the driver's seat and nearly hit my head on the train windshield.

Oh, what a terrible accident I've had. Why didn't you notice the shutter was up on the bus a little earlier, no? The signal was the same blue as usual, which is why it continued to operate without much deceleration. I've been a driver for 20 years now, so it's impossible to overlook the signal. I can say this with confidence.

But there was an accident. There must have been dozens of good dead and injured people. That coverage would have caused a lot of damage to the company, and according to this, I could be subject to criminal penalties, too. I can't even look at my family with this... Not to mention I can't even come up with a way to apologize to those who have suffered accidental deaths and major injuries.

Yes, by accident, I'm a murderer. A mass murderer. There is no way I can be forgiven. I was going to do my job perfectly, but no matter how it went, it was an accident that occurred under my responsibility.

... but that's painful.... Oh, did I help that I could think about this?

You saved me!?

Painful.

You're telling me that being a train driver, I've been saved, even though I'm pretty sure there were quite a few casualties in that condition!?

What do you mean?

Painful.

You won't be forgiven!

Why would I help!?

Painful.

"Ugh!

I cried like a baby.

Since when have you cried out thoughtfully?

All I can do right now is cry.

When I'm hungry, I cry and let him drink something.

Even when I get sleepy, I cry, and at some point I fall asleep tired of crying, reluctant to be drunk again.

I wonder how many days you've had like this?

I don't like it anymore.

Every day the accident brings to mind, cries again at the victims who would have died in agony.

Please, kill someone first...

I'm starting to be blind.

Apparently foreign.

And to my surprise, I was being a baby.

But I don't care about that.

I'm responsible for that accident...

Damn, how am I supposed to take responsibility!?

Every day, every day, I dream of an accident.

I'm going to lose my mind.

No, it's already weird.

That's why I think I'm a baby or something.

Yes, I am already so crazy!!

I guess the woman who's trying to take care of me in the face of her mother because she's crazy is also as small as a child.

It's crazy, so I can imagine landscapes, houses, things and tools like I've never seen before.

Yes, this is all a madness, a phantom and a trick my brain is showing!

Everything's going crazy!

Everything's gonna mock me!

The only thing you can do to crawl is prove it.

I was helpful in the accident, but I only had enough to crawl.

I guess my brain is going to show my body to babies and convince them because it's crazy.

I don't even know what to say because I'm crazy, and I'm showing the nurse to the little girl.

The doctor also looks like a child because he's crazy.

You must be making me look like I'm laughing, but you must really be flirting with me in dirty words.

Every once in a while, an unknown foreigner shows interest in me only at first, but soon becomes enthusiastic about talking to doctors and nurses who look like children. I'm sure he's a cop who's come to see when he'll be able to find out what's going on, or someone related to the company's investigation.

Haha......

Haha......

Hahaha......

I don't like it anymore.

Everything in the world appears crazy on a crazy head.

You better die.

If you don't kill anyone, let's die ourselves.

Yes, apologize for dying to the victim of the accident.

It creeps through the nurse's surveillance eyes, goes outside the building, but somehow, the... it was a huge country.

After a while I went around the perimeter of the building, I found something like a manhole beside the building. Although the lid was made of wood. It's about half open, so I peeked inside and it still looks like a manhole and looks like a deep hole.

Would he die if he fell out of his head?

It would be worth a try.

Even if it falls into the sewage, it will hurt you badly, and you may get stung by a big dobrat at night.

Suffer and die.

At least it's atonement.

Getting stuck in a rat with dirty sewage would also be a way to die from people killed in accidents or even some injured people lowering their drinks.

If you're an adult body, you won't be able to get into the gap in this misaligned manhole on the lid, but if you can't, you can think of another way.

I jumped into a manhole with a misaligned lid.

I could go all the way through.

If it was crazy, the sight seemed to have been modified to match my estimate. He looked like he could get through by a baby, but I guess that was really a gap that even an adult body could get through.

The art is a fine crazy way, but I don't care anymore.

It felt like it jumped into cold water after a slight floating sensation.

What, was it a cistern or something, not a manhole?

If it was a reservoir, it would belong to the hospital.

You'll get dirty with my corpse.

Trouble again.

But that's enough.

Hold your breath like this... that's cold water. It could freeze to death even if it floats like this.

Let's close our eyes.

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