Chapter 6 first quarter

A red dress with bright red roses on a black base, paired with pink stockings, and high-heeled silver sandals.In order to conceal the clear and thin breasts, she straightened her back and pulled her shoulders, and lightly picked up the ends of the golden flower flower wig and smoothed it out.Sakazuki inspected his own image in the mirror in front of him. "Okay, perfect... Even if it's not, it's almost a pass." She smiled at herself in the mirror and walked out of the toilet.In the corridor, her daughter Meixi was waiting aside in a plain attire of white shirt and navy blue skirt. Seeing Xunzi's figure, she wrinkled her face as if she was about to cry.

"Mom...it's still quite strange, forget it. How old do you think you are?" "Fifty-eight. Also, it seems that there will be no more ages. It has always been fifty-eight." The inspector handed Meixi the bag containing the ordinary outing clothes she wore when she came to the hospital, and walked carefully on the high heels she was not used to. When she arrived at the ward she had left a week ago, she left Meixi in the corridor and walked in alone. . "Everyone, noon—good. Dressed like this, I'm—Sakazuki. How are you?" As soon as she finished speaking, the three women in the ward who had been with her for a long time shouted "wow":

"What is that, what's the matter?" "Good job, really energetic." "It suits you very well, is it Monroe?" "It's Madonna. It is said that laughter can also boost immunity. This is a sharing of vitality. How is it, is it effective?" It's great to be able to laugh.Am I wearing a blonde wig too?However, you actually have such clothes. "It's my daughter's. I put it on before I was too tired. It's not all a bad thing to lose weight. This is it?" She saw a patient in his early fifties on the bed by the window where she had stayed.The other party seemed confused by the inspector's attire, and the other patients introduced her to the inspector who was hospitalized five days ago.

"Hello, my name is Sakazuki. I am a companion who fought against the disease in this room with everyone." "Ah...then, are you cured?" After speaking, the female patient's expression became brighter. "That's fine. The two anticancer drugs didn't work, so I decided to stay at home from now on, so I came here today to discuss it, and the visiting nurse also came. I want to say hello to everyone." "That's... just giving up, isn't it?" The other party's expression turned bitter. The inspector let out a long sigh and smiled slightly.The other three also showed complicated smiles.

"I decided to start another way of life. Fighting the disease, maybe I should say that I chose a very different path from this... Then, I have to go to other people, everyone. Good health." The inspector shook hands with the three and said goodbye to each other.The patient who met her for the first time probably thought it was unlucky to touch her, so he hid his hands under the quilt, so the inspector just nodded and walked out of the room. She turned around the wards of the patients she met during the hospitalization process.In one week, one person was discharged and two people died.The patients who stayed in the hospital were also surprised by the inspector's exotic clothes, showing smiling faces.Perhaps because it is a specialized building for cancer, even if we only exchange a few words of thanks, there is a sense of connection in our hearts.

"I had a great time with all of you and it was nice to be able to speak our truth to each other." She said to a woman in her 80s, and the other person with an oxygen mask on her mouth immediately got wet eyes and nodded. "Wow, Mrs. Sakazuki, how dare you wear it. This is a grand prize for costumes. Everyone is surprised, right?" When passing by the nurse's station again, the head nurse who returned from nursing was astonished by the patrol's attire.The young nurses also laughed and clapped silently. Because she chose hospice care at home, on this day, she entrusted the hospital to hand over to the medical staff at home.The nurses in the hospital gave detailed information to the door-to-door nurse, and the attending doctor wrote the diagnosis information report to the doctor.In addition, the attending doctor also gave the inspector a medical certificate with a life limit. With this, you can receive the life insurance payment before death, so you don't have to worry about finances anymore.

"Live like Mrs. Sakazuki. However, if there is anything, please contact us." After being sent away by the head nurse, the inspector waved his hand and walked out of the inpatient building.As soon as she entered the waiting hall, she saw an unremarkable man in a gray polo shirt and suit trousers of the same color, standing in the corner of the waiting hall. "What's the matter, Takahiko? You're standing in a place like this... What, what is this wheelchair?" Her husband Takahiko, who was six years older than her, put a wheelchair with the name of the hospital next to her.

"I thought, in case you get tired..." he said in a nearly vanished voice. "I'm not tired. I'm definitely in good shape today. But it's rare that you took it. Let me sit down?" Takahiko pushed the wheelchair over.The inspector turned his back to the wheelchair and sat down on the seat.As a result of cheering up and making a lively appearance, the inspector couldn't help sighing heavily as soon as his body touched the back of the chair. "Look at it, isn't it uncomfortable? Mom, why are you holding on?" Meixi stared and said.The inspector grinned bitterly and muttered "long-winded".

"When I was in the hospital, I got a fulfilling time from everyone. This is a thank you. Everyone is very happy, which is great." (Here, I can tell each other the anxieties, fears, and regrets that I can’t tell my family. I don’t want to die, and such sad words can be shared with each other as usual. It doesn’t matter whether it’s age or occupation. We can identify with each other The presence.) "If I came here listlessly, I'm sorry for everyone who is working hard. Let's go, Takahiko, go home." The inspector urged her husband to take the elevator down to the first floor.To make up her mind in her own way, she closed her eyes for a moment.People coming and going near the front desk on the first floor should be very noisy, but only the sound of wheels can be heard in my ears.

"Could it be possible to hear it from inside my body? The sound of my own time passing by." In the next moment, a small force hit her whole body from bottom to top, and she felt the warm wind flow over her cheeks. (Here is the dividing line. Here you must give up medical treatment for the purpose of healing. Frankly, I am afraid...) The patrol opened his eyes tremblingly.Colorful colors spread out in front of your eyes.The blooming flowers in the flower beds in the front yard, the shadows of the lush green belt and the markings formed by the sunny side, the vehicles on the road, the visitors passing by, and the bouquets in the hands of the visitors.A blond woman in a black dress was reflected in the window of the taxi that was parked in front of her.

The wig was borrowed from my daughter's friend who was a hairdresser.When receiving chemotherapy in another hospital about half a year ago, she suffered from severe hair loss due to side effects.This time I cut my hair short in preparation for chemotherapy with other drugs, but it had little effect.The inspector took off his wig and brushed back his hair, which was still very little gray. (Look. It's so bright outside. This is something I decided after a lot of trouble... Let's go.) The inspector slammed on the armrest of the wheelchair and stood up.Takahiko who was behind yelled "Ah", and Meixi who was walking beside stretched out her hand and said, what are you doing. "If you go out like a seriously ill person, it will be a lie to say goodbye to everyone with a smile. Takahiko, please." The husband went to return the wheelchair to the entrance.Meixi leaned over to support Xunzi. "I think there is still a possibility for my mother to be cured. Complementary remedies, folk remedies, there must be a way. So stop talking about it as if there is no cure." (This child has no sense of the imminent death of his mother. When my mother had lung cancer, I also found and let her try this and that treatment method. As far as the result is concerned, it seems to be tormenting her...) "Dad said something too. It's weird to wait obediently in front of the elevator." Mishi said to Takahiko who came back as if to blame.He looked confused and blinked. "Takahiko, he is so worried about me, he can't stand it." Xunzi decided this time that he would no longer care about appearances when he stayed at home, and put into action what he thought of.It is also one of them to call the husband who has been called "the father of the child" since the birth of the eldest son by name. "Let's not talk about this, hasn't Jingren come back yet? Could it be that he is waiting at home?" The inspector asked the two of them as he walked to the parking lot. "Why did brother come back? Has he contacted you?" Meixi walked side by side with Xunzi, perhaps just in case, she held Xunzi's arm like a support. "Even if there is no contact, there will be a bad feeling because it is the day when mother decides important things." "That's impossible. Because brother doesn't even know about mom's illness." "It's my mother's business. How can I not notice it? I'm chasing other people's death..." The inspector complained, and suddenly heard a slight coughing sound from behind the two of them. "...The police from Hokkaido came to confirm Jingren's identity... eight days ago, the day before you were discharged from the hospital." Takahiko spoke intermittently, as if talking to himself.The inspector and the others were taken aback and stopped in their tracks. "Brother was caught again?" Meixi asked back. "It's the same confirmation as before, asking if he's doing that kind of trip... I'm asking them to send a message and ask him to call." "Why haven't you told me about such an important matter?" the inspector asked in surprise. "Because it's just a confirmation, and because, in the end, Jingren never called..." "Takahiko, if Shizuto called, did you plan to tell him about my illness?" Facing the inspector's accusation, the husband lowered his head and scratched his head in confusion. "Didn't Mom also say that she wanted Brother to come back?" Meizhen said as if she was protecting her father, "Dad should tell Brother well." "No. If Jingren doesn't realize it by himself. Because telling me about me makes the child stop the trip, it is absolutely impossible. But...he didn't call. The police must have forgotten to tell." Xunzi naturally adopted the argument of protecting Jingren. (If you are in Hokkaido now...will you come to Kanto early next year? Will he come by the way? Can he last until then?) "Oh—Ms. Sakazuki. You're so well dressed. When did you change—" At the turntable exiting the hospital parking lot, Urakawa, the on-call nurse, was standing outside the van, waving.She not only participated in the negotiation with the hospital, but also took the initiative to pick up the inspector and the others in a work car.She looks young, and is said to be in her early forties, and has two children. Driven by Urakawa, the car headed for Senko's home in Hodogaya, Yokohama. "Mrs. Urakawa, can you drive to the street? It's rare to dress up like this. I want to take a walk." Inspector said to Urakawa from the back seat of the car.Meixi, who was sitting in the co-pilot, suddenly turned her head with a displeased face. "Don't be silly. It's okay not to go back early and have a good rest." Although it was because of excessive worry, Xunzi finally felt impulsive for her daughter who was opposed in every possible way, and teased her daughter provocatively, "Yes. On this occasion, let's go to a store that sells adult toys. Mrs. Urakawa, have you been there?" "Huh? I haven't been there... because after reading it, it will be troublesome if you want it." Urakawa turned his face slightly, stuck out his tongue. (This person may be trusted...) "Mrs. Urakawa, you haven't talked to my husband directly yet. Don't you think he's weird?" "There are far more people than you can imagine who don't like to talk to people outside of home and work." "I just talked about my illness and my request to stay at home. So far, I have no time to explain his pity. In fact, he has a little psychological disorder. This is a situation that has existed since childhood. Social phobia is not a disease, but You can't talk to people face to face. The phone is fine. It's just that if you can't stand it in the face." "I understand. I can rest assured knowing that I can receive a call when there is a problem." Urakawa smiled at Takahiko through the rearview mirror.He looked down, averting his eyes. "In the adult toy store, there are also pretty good underwear, right? I think, if I ever asked Seven husbands for such things, my daughter might become a sexier girl." With the intention of teasing her daughter further, she said to Urakawa.Takahiko on the side moved as if in a bad mood. "Isn't your daughter quite girly? In fact, she already has a partner?" Urakawa said mediatingly.Maybe Meixi was angry, she didn't intend to answer at all. "Not at all. I'm twenty-seven, but I haven't brought anyone back. Ah - I can't hold my grandson in the end. As for my son, I don't know where to go. Really, all the children in my family are unfilial children." "Your son is on a journey to find what he really wants to do, isn't it, enviable." Not only to Urakawa, but because it is difficult to explain Jingren's actions to people other than his family, he vaguely claimed that the eldest son went out to take the kind of "journey to find himself" that young people sometimes take. At the request of the inspector, Urakawa dropped them off at the commercial street in front of the station.She said that because she couldn't park for a long time, she walked around the neighborhood for about 30 minutes, then came here to wait, and then drove away. "Hey, you'll become a laughing stock if you walk on the street dressed like this. Don't do this, it's too embarrassing." Meixi dissuaded, but the crowd gathered made the inspector courageous, and she even put on the wig again. "Walking on the street like this will be a lifetime memory. Takahiko, how about we go to the love hotel like this?" The inspector wrapped his thinned arm around Takahiko's who was blinking, and walked towards the crowd. The commercial street in front of the station is bustling with young people even during the daytime on weekdays.Surrounded by fashionable people, maybe even the inspector didn't look very special, and no one stopped looking.Her state of mind also changed when she was in the hospital, and she felt that she, like the people around her, was striding forward as a healthy person.Since I have to face the harsh reality immediately, even if it is only at the moment, I hope to indulge in this illusion. Suddenly, she saw a bouquet of yellow lisianthus lying at the base of a tree along the sidewalk.There are also a few cans of beer, placed like offerings.It was in front of a small watch shop. The inspector kept Meixi aside, urged Takahiko into the store, and asked about the bouquet and canned beer. Probably because of the inspector's attire, the shopkeeper looked confused.She explained that she was passing by here, and she didn't mean anything malicious, just curious. "Actually, there was a dispute in the middle of the night five days ago. A young man was beaten out of place and died." The inspector didn't know about it, so he asked if it had been published in the newspaper. "Because it was almost an accident. We also have business, and I think it's better if no one knows. The lovers should put the bouquet. I think the beer was put by the friend of the deceased. As for what to do next... I and the commercial street People have discussed whether to send it to the family of the deceased through the police, or throw it away... People who put things here should be more or less concerned about my store." Xunzi thanked the shop owner and left the shop with Takahiko.Meixi asked what was going on, but she couldn't find a word, and her thoughts wandered to the young man who died before her, and she closed her palms towards the bouquet at the root of the tree beside the road.