"This time I'm really done for! I'm feeling unprecedented agony!"
That day, I hadn't actually died. My body really was weak, but come on.
Well, not dying is a good thing, right?
I woke up normally this morning. But still, my condition has been deteriorating day by day. Lately I've been losing consciousness almost every day.
"I'm tired of your antics, lad."
"Big brother, even if every day is painful, live to eighty."
"Oh, you're up early today. Hehe, how about we go out to eat, just the two of us? It's been awhile."
In order from the top, that was the old man, Lettie, and Tsuru.
I appreciate them visiting me diligently each day, but I'm starting to feel like my death is being treated too lightly.
Old man. There's nothing tiresome about dying. You only get one shot.
