Chapter 4 Section 4

After returning to the office, I tidied up the office hastily, and stood by the window, looking at the street at dusk.The street is on a high place, surrounded by hillsides.The forestry policy decades ago changed all the trees in this area to fir trees, but this made this mountainous area rigid and lacking in changes.Now, these mountains cover the setting sun, so even if it is much higher than the horizon, the setting sun still cannot be seen.I looked at the scenery in front of me, but my thoughts drifted far away. To begin the search for Kiriko Sakura, I still need a lot of basic data.Although Sakura Keiji found the "Konya S&R" after mustering up his courage, he really has little experience in dealing with such things.Although he remembered to bring the postcards, he didn't even have a photo of himself, the most important thing.So I asked him to prepare Tongzi's photo and resume for me.Of course, it is impossible to get the resume written by Tongzi himself, so I asked him to make another one for me.I mainly just want to know what happened during her time in Babao City.Plus the school she graduated from, her work experience, how many times she has moved, and so on.I also specifically told him that besides this, if he doesn’t want to write, he doesn’t need to write it. As long as the data is ready, I can start looking for someone.

In other words, the reason why I can still enjoy the sunset leisurely here is because I haven't officially started work yet. Having said that, there are a bunch of things you can do if you really want to.Like I have to contact Kiriko's parents.Also, although Xiao Zi said that the possibility is not high, it is still necessary to look through the newspapers to see if there are unidentified corpses in the area recently. It's just that although the brain knows that there are many things to do, the body doesn't want to move at all.Except for part of the reason is that I don't want to do things because I haven't started work yet, in fact, the main reason is that I don't even bother to move.

Whether it is the reception coffee table, the sofa, the brand new telephone, the old windows, the potted plants for decoration, or the whole commission, it seems to me that it is something from another world.Why am I doing this kind of thing in this place? Is it just that I cringe because the search for missing persons is not what I expected? ... No, it is not.I never intended to be picky about jobs in the first place.For me, whether I want to do it or not is not the point at all, the only question is whether I can do it.Although the search for Kiriko Sakura was not within my expectations, I also offered relatively favorable conditions for myself.Although the daily salary is not high, the remuneration after the work is completed is not a small sum.This is to reduce the risk for both the client and me.So as long as the middle ratio is adjusted, there is basically no big difference between finding a dog and finding a person.

But, I just feel so tired for no reason. I wasn't like this before. The sunset can no longer be seen from Babao City. The place where I used to live was a flat and wild city, and sometimes I could see the setting sun kissing the horizon.That place is Tokyo.Although it's only been half a year since I left Tokyo, it feels like a long, long time ago. It is an exaggeration to say that my life has actually been pretty smooth.His grades are basically excellent, and he doesn't have any trouble getting along with others. He also has the same ideals and ambitions as ordinary people.After being admitted to the ideal university, it didn't take long to start looking for a job, and successfully stood out from the fierce competition and found a job as a banker.Before I left my hometown, I thought that as long as I did the work assigned by my superiors well, the rest of my life would be smooth sailing.

The physical condition happened not long after I moved to Tokyo. Redness, rash, and itching that, while not serious, doesn't stop with scratching.Every night, my whole body is itchy and I can't sleep.Large and small scratches began to appear on the body, and even the eyes began to feel dull pain.After checking the data, I found out that it is because the body will still respond to the itching sensation after falling asleep, so I still rub my eyes very hard while falling asleep.I heard that if it continues like this, it may cause retinal detachment. As a last resort, I had to tie my hands up to sleep, so I can say that I have little research on how to tie them up.But gradually, the pain in the eyes became more and more serious, and the quality of sleep became worse and worse. Under the vicious circle, the body became more and more uncomfortable.

But the doctor just said lightly: "You are atopic dermatitis, and many adults have this problem recently!" But being a bank clerk is a job that has to come into contact with customers every day.Especially since I just got into the exam, basically I have to sit at the counter.However, because my face is scratched by me every night, it doesn't matter if the skin peels off, and the red and swollen skin will ooze a wonderful liquid, which makes it impossible for me to concentrate on work. Still, I persevered.I even think I can handle it myself. I lasted two years. At the beginning, I still held a glimmer of hope that "since it is an illness, it will be cured one day!".When I learned that this disease is unlikely to be cured, I still did not give up the hope that "as long as I can find a way to live with it peacefully, the symptoms should be alleviated!".I heard that the cause of this problem is allergy, so I will not touch any food that may cause allergies; I also heard that dry skin may be another reason, so I carefully applied the medicine and returned to the hospital for follow-up visits frequently. Also asked the doctor to inject me with steroids.

However, instead of reducing the symptoms, they got worse.I obviously cleaned the room more diligently than before, but why did the dust in my room increase instead?No matter how I clean it, the floor is still covered with a layer of dust every day.When I finally understood what it was, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.That layer of ashes is actually the flakes of skin that fell off my body and fell on the floor, laying the floor in a white layer every day. Even the doctors are at a loss. All the medicines have been tried, but they still don't work.what is the reason behind the scene?No one can tell why.All I know is that I was fine before I left society!

When I came home during the Chinese New Year, my grandmother burst into tears when she saw my body was covered with broken skin and bleeding wounds. "Go home! Choichiro. You didn't have this problem before you went to Tokyo!" I understand my grandmother's kindness, but I still cannot avoid a battle between heaven and man in my heart.Because I have determined to be a banker or a civil servant since I was in high school.But to this day, I actually don't know if I really want to be that much.It's just that I have spent so much time, energy, struggle and hard work just to become a banker or a civil servant and live a peaceful life from then on.If I were to throw it all away now, it would be tantamount to denying my past life.

Grandma didn't mind her hands being stained with my blood, she kept stroking my arm.But even the slightest irritation was itching enough to drive me crazy. "I know you must be very unwilling, very unwilling! But, Changichiro, you go look in the mirror and ask yourself, what are you insisting on making yourself into this field? This... is bleeding again... and the eyes are bad..." All the words that followed were drowned in a choked voice. I seriously thought about my grandmother's proposal and asked myself, what exactly do I want to do?Just when I found out that I couldn't actually give any decent answers, I quit my job.

The most ironic thing is that when I returned to Babao City, my body recovered almost completely in just one month. However, I'm also missing something.Needless to say, stable income and social status, even the interpersonal relationships I had built since I entered the banking industry were lost at about the same time.The most frightening thing is that I seem to have lost even my physical strength.The long battle with the disease seems to have drained all my strength. Also, I lost my coffee addiction.I used to follow the doctor's instructions and avoid irritating food, so all caffeinated food was listed as a refusal for me.After returning to Babao City, although the symptoms had disappeared, I still decided to just have a cup of coffee a day.Because it would be terrible if it happened again.So I just ruthlessly throw away the coffee bean grinder.

It's just that my energy seems to have been lost along with the coffee bean grinder.I didn't know what to do at all, so I lived my life as a walking dead for half a year. I know that all the people who have had to quit their jobs due to illness are not all like me, the walking dead.When I recognized this fact, I suddenly realized that I did not become a walking dead because of the skin disease, but that I was a very fragile person, and the skin disease was just the last straw that broke the camel's back That's all.I don't know if I'm right about myself, and if I'm right it doesn't change anything. The energy that was leaving me showed no signs of coming back to me, and if I kept walking like this, it would just get further and further away from me.As the balance of the passbook gradually decreased bit by bit, my brain that had become a bit demented since I don't know when finally began to have a sense of crisis.After thinking about it for a long time and discussing with my friends, I decided to start with a simple small business.Originally, I wanted to open an assorted yaki specialty store, but if I worked in the catering industry, I might have to touch water frequently. Considering the impact on the skin, I finally gave up. So this research firm was opened.But people said that they just wanted to find the lost puppy... The sun finally sank to the other side of the mountain. "Konya S&R" fell into darkness.