It was just the usual day you'd have for a normal, adult life. Walking tirelessly along the lanes, getting ready to endeavor a kind-of-big job after barely graduating from a pretty much decent university, and with my parents being taken care of in a housing facility, I can say that I was actually, currently enjoying my carefree, blessed with abundant benefits of bountiful freedom life. Age thirty-five. No particular other. To put it in another way, single.
Nope. I wasn't ugly or dowdy or repulsive or anything of such trait, not at all, honestly. However, when it comes to the opposite gender, it appears I have no shred of appeal to offer. Literally, I have shook all possible attempts I can garner with the best that I can, taking all chances and opportunities, with a constant increase of dedication, but after the last rejection I received just recently, I was starting to worry about my hopelessness.
Not to justify my pathetic self, but I'm already pass the age of finding a partner in life to be my top-priority focus of attention. My growing distress over the fact can't be much blamed.
.....
"Hey, What are you doing there spacing out, looking sullen and all?"
Ohh, That's rare. I almost never ran across this guy. What's with his weather systems, looking pretty sunny and warm with all the limitless energy he has in store. He's Asahi Hoshi, one of the work men at the office whose time always dedicated to finish work, more or less the ideal person you want to hire for a job, and one of my work buddies in town, even though his seven years younger than me.
Oh hey, but who is that beautiful countess beside him. She even has her hands across his...
W—Wait. Ah. Waaaitttt!! Is he—Did I—I was... lost, really? No! Don't panic. She might just be a close cousin or sister. Yes! That's it. Can't let my "concern" take the best of me... Let's try to be as calm as—
"Fu-fu-fu-fu. Stop teasing me, baby!"
Baby? Ahhh. My almost-broken single and lonesome inner self, trying its hardest to pull it together, well, shattered for good. Confirmed. My greatest fears have came out jumping straight from a nightmare, crash-landing to my delicate feelings first thing in the morning. Now, just right after my day was starting, it was completely destroyed into nothingness. My burning motivation? Thrown out the window. Great. Thanks a lot for the good work.
"Are you a triangle? Because if that's the case, you're acute one." He flirted out
"Eeek! Stop it!" She shouted back, sounding shy and cute.
Hey, have you no shame at all, flirting around in public. This is no place for love birds, you know? Well, these bums are the very reasons why I am brooding about my current, pitiful status. I wish guys full of allure and charm like him just burst out and vanish off existence like a bubble.
"Hey, Asahi!" I smiled furiously. "Let's get moving, kay? We don't want to get a spank on our faces by our short-fused boss, right?
"Yes. Yes. Yes, Mr. Tora, let's go before we get too late!"
I tried to stopped their williy-nilly and lovey-dovey as indirectly as possible. I don't want my only supporting, torn-up cover be blown away just like that and get exposed if they continued.
"Hayyss..."
I let out the deepest sigh. What could possibly ruin this day even further, it's just the start of a morning. Ahhh. Talk about Murphy's Law. Well, reality is reality. No point in dwelling in bad dreams... There is always another day.
... Or so I thought.
"Move it!!" Someone that sounded agitated screamed. I looked behind to see a sloppy, non-stopping sports car headed in which way? It's Asahi's! Without even thinking, my body moved on its own and pushed Asahi at the post.
....
"Ahhhhhh!!!"
"M—Mr. Tora!? Are you okay? Hey, can you hear me!??"
Panic. Screams. What is—What is happening?
My body is too hot. What is this? I'm starting to feel pain all over me. What the hell? I don't like this. I want to talk, but I can't. I want to move, but my body won't allow me... What is going on?
"Mr. Tora!! P-Pull yourself together!!
.....
A moment ago I was walking with— then a car—Oh. Am I dying? Holy crap...
"Hey! S—Stay with us! Don't sleep yet... Don't die on me!"
Ahhh. My ear are ringing. My head hurts. Someone's shouting. Shut up please. Gimme a break...
"Mr. Tora! Please answer me!"
Oh, it's Asahi. Is he okay? Ohh, He seems fine as usual, at least.
"Asahi?"
"Yes, it's me! Just hang in there. I'm going to call an ambulance!"
"D—Don't... Stay with me... I—I have a—favor to ask."
He stopped for a while. "Just tell me anything!" Then he smiled, with his eyes getting wet and all.
"Fahhh-hah-hah"
Oh... I was starting to grasp for air. This is really the end, huh? A fitting moment for me.
Before I leave, I harnessed all of my remaining strength to ask Asahi a favor.
"Can you please tell boss—" I smiled. "I—
I might be late for work...."
"Mhmm... Mr—Mr. Tora?"
It's became cold. I'm starting to feel numbed. Everything went quiet. Its turned so dark. I can't see anything....
...
Now it's turned warm. So this is death. I was really dying. This is weird. It's creepy and dark....
It was just the usual day you'd have for a normal, adult life. Walking tirelessly along the lanes, getting ready to endeavor a kind-of-big job after barely graduating from a pretty much decent university, and with my parents being taken care of in a housing facility, I can say that I was actually, currently enjoying my carefree, blessed with abundant benefits of bountiful freedom life. Age thirty-five. No particular other. To put it in another way, single.
And here I was, feeling quite serene, frustrated and full of regrets, by all means.
Thank you, everyone. Thank you, Asahi, for being there with me... Thank you for everything. My last morning, was actually fun...
I hoped I died as a real man, or even at least my singleness stripped away from me.
Ahhh, please, at least let me find some peace in heaven...
And with that, I took my very last breath in this human realm I lived in.