On the outskirts of Tokyo, in the middle of a mountain.

In mid-November, the cool and bleak autumn has passed, and the wheat fields that resemble golden waves are gone, and the sky begins to fall with sparse snowflakes, covering the earth with a thin blanket. In the sparsely populated sea of trees, mountains and wilderness, the snow does come earlier than in the city, and the frost and snow begin to condense on the pine trees, dotted with cedars that seem to be made of pure crystal, and the scattered snow builds a dreamlike world.

At the foot of the hill, beside the concrete path, a country church stands like a flock of chickens on the edge of a wheat field, and the chimney on the top of the church is rising from the smoke of burning wood, which I don't know whether to cook or heat.

Although it is usually part of the cosmopolitan city of Tokyo, it is undoubtedly the most marginal corner of the city, and it is not much of a tourist attraction. Even in the summer, there are only occasional tourists camping in the mountains, not to mention the late autumn and winter when the local residents leave for the south, so the church is always deserted.

Today, however, it is an exception.

Outside the door, even though the cold wind was blowing more violently than before, there was still a visitor wearing an overcoat, a thick scarf, and a heavy cold-proof boot stepping out of the footprints, cowering in the cold and slowly walking towards the church.

He gently pushed open the door of the church.

"Hello, is there anything I can do to help you?"

In the middle of the room, sitting in front of the pulpit of the sermon, the pastor in a black clergyman's uniform, with a silver cross on his chest, and a pair of round-rimmed glasses, looked up and asked.

In the face of the pastor's friendly question, the visitor did not speak, but walked slowly to the first row of seats and sat down, looked up at the crucifix hanging in the middle of the church above his head, and then looked at the pastor in front of him, buried his head between his arms, and was silent for a long time.

If you look closely, he is actually sobbing with his head buried.

"Mr. Pastor...... Excuse me, is there really a god in this world? If a person commits suicide...... Will it be ......"

With a sad face, Chino Nakamura asked the pastor.

As an office worker programmer living in Tokyo, Chino Nakamura had a very comfortable life: a high salary, a convenient life, and a living environment that was like a world of flowers.

In addition, he has a beautiful fiancée who got engaged 3 months ago and took out a loan to buy a house in the center of Tokyo, which can be called a successful person under the age of 30.

However, just over a month ago, it all came to an abrupt end because of an accident.

It was an ordinary night of overtime, and Chino Nakamura stayed up until 12 o'clock before returning home, and he was stunned by the sudden appearance of the moment he turned the key to open the door - he saw that his beautiful and touching fiancée Miko Yamamoto, with whom he was very affectionate, was doing something unspeakable with a strange man at the table where they were having dinner......

Then, the situation was out of control: Chino Nakamura, who couldn't believe his eyes, was carried away by anger, and without saying a word, he grabbed the shoehorn next to the doorway and smashed it on the top of the adulterer's head, and then ......

Plasma splattered, shoehorns snapped, and screams echoed through the apartment.

This smash is a smash refreshing, concussion, but this smash also buried everything he has - cheating is not illegal, but deliberately hurting people is illegal, the adulterer and the fiancée who stole the fish chose to call the police, and after the police arrived, Nakamura Chino was taken away, and he was detained for more than half a month before being released on bail.

In Japan, employers attach great importance to whether employees have criminal records, and although in the end, it is understandable that the family members paid bail and did not go to jail, but because of the case record, Nakamura Chino was fired. In addition, his fiancée also ran away, and he was also saddled with a high compensation debt, and the disaster was not only at the end of the month, but the house he had bought was forcibly taken away because the mortgage was not paid......

Under the multiple blows, Nakamura Chino felt discouraged, and he could only anesthetize himself with high-concentration alcohol when he lived on the streets. In the process, he thought of such an option - death!

Due to the pressure, Japan is also a country with a very high suicide rate, such as Aokigahara Jukai, Lake Ahan and other places are suicide "holy places" for civilizations all over the world, and Nakamura Chino also has this idea - yes, it's all like this, everything is gone overnight with hard work, what is the strength to live?!

He hated the woman who betrayed him, hated the adulterer, hated the dismissal of his company, and hated the law that he was in prison...... Hate hate, love house and Udi, Nakamura Chino began to hate everything, hated this society, and even the whole world!

Since you hate it, then let these hellish things roll away, don't let them pollute yourself, so Nakamura Chino simply took a tram, thinking about finding a place with few people to understand himself, and this is how he came here.

It's just that...... Many suicide people hesitate because of regret before they break themselves, and looking at the surrounding environment, Mura Chino also has such a thought - is it that he is going to die like this, so that the corpse will be eaten by maggots like dead cats and dead dogs in the wilderness, and let the rats and wild dogs gnaw at it?

Thinking of the old people's intimidation when he was a child, "suicides will go to hell" and "repeat the process of suicide 6 times a day", Nakamura Chino shuddered when he thought of the terrifying scene after that. But...... What can you do with this virtue but death?

In the midst of the contradictions, he saw this church, and then walked in:

Doesn't it mean that pastors are wise? Ask him.

Crying like a child, Chino Nakamura said what happened to him word for word.

In the face of his question, the pastor just smiled kindly: Man is born as a lamb of God, and everything God has created has its use, even if it is a stone or a grain of soil, it has its use, how can you say that you are useless when you have so many things?

Chino Nakamura burst into tears: But, tell me what else I have......

He counted them one by one: money, jobs, houses, women...... It's gone, it's gone, you say me, what else do I have!

"Where's this?" The priest pointed to Chino Nakamura, "You yourself are the greatest treasure." ”

"If the money is gone, you can earn it again, if the job is gone, you can find it again, no matter how difficult it is, it is possible to find it......" The pastor pointed to his head, "As long as you have this, God has given each of us wisdom." ”

"Think about it, isn't your wisdom abundant? Graduated from the University of Tokyo with a master's degree in computer science, and a wealth of knowledge, which many people dream of, are you not satisfied with the fact that God has given you a gift? ”

"Wisdom ......"

Babbling and thinking about the word repeatedly, Chino Nakamura was stunned.

As he pondered, the priest walked to the door and crouched down.

There, lying on his stomach was a dark, emaciated kitten, shivering as it shrunk into a ball due to the cold weather. Gently scrubbing its back a few times, the priest opened a carton of milk and poured it into the rice bowl in front of the little black hat:

"Yes, wisdom."

He said, "Look at Blackie, how cute it is, but do you know what it has been through?"

"Last winter, not long after its mother gave birth to it, it was gone, and I found it in the snow and ice and saved it......," the pastor recalled, as if he had seen the scene, "and there was only one of its five siblings, and it was the thinnest one, but still alive." ”

"What do you see Xiao Hei? According to common sense, it is the weakest one, without the strong body of its brothers and sisters, without the love of its mother, it is the most unlikely to survive, but what is the result? The priest looked at Nakamura Chino "In the future, except for God, no one can decide, Xiao Hei has nothing, and he is living a good life now, although my conditions here are not very good, but for it it is at least much better than wandering outside, at least there is no worry about his life......"

"It can help me catch mice, and I can watch it have fun, and we're both happy, so, Nakamura-kun, how can you say you've lost everything? And ......," he added, looking outside, "it's very cold right now, do you wish that was the result?" ”

"I ......"

Nakamura Chino was stunned again, and his heart began to stir:

Yes, a pair of adulterers**, just two pieces of garbage who are nothing, and they die like this, is it worth it?! No, of course it's not worth it, if they don't know about their death, they will secretly laugh behind their backs, this will not be tolerated!

The scene of the little black cat teased by the priest seems to melt the sunshine of ice and snow and melt the cold in Nakamura Chino's heart - he doesn't want to die, at least not so simply, he must make that pair of adulterers pay the price!

I want revenge!

Chino Nakamura thought so. Of course, it was not the shoehorn impulse of the time, but the "reasonable and legitimate" revenge - wisdom, as the priest said, to use it wisely, not forgetting one's own profession and skills, and what they can bring:

Lock bank cards, hack social accounts, spread rumors, and doxing...... With a shark-toothed grin, one retaliatory measure after another was drawn up in Nakamura's Chitoshi.

He swore that he must treat others in the same way as others, and let those two bastards taste the pain of his original saying that the heavens should not be called the earth's spirits!

"Thank you for your enlightenment, Mr. Pastor!" Bowing slightly, Chino Nakamura thanked him, "I don't want to die." ”

So saying, he stood up and was about to push the door and leave.

"It's nothing, it's my pleasure to save lives, but...... You wait! ”

When Chino Nakamura was about to leave, he stopped him.

"Is there anything else?" Chino Nakamura asked, looking back.

Of course...... pastor smiled, "God also said that forgiveness is a virtue, and to forgive others is to forgive oneself." ”

With that, he stopped talking.

"Forehead ......"

And Nakamura Chino looked embarrassed at this time, because of the embarrassment caused by being exposed.

Still, he smiled politely at the priest and disappeared into the snow.

The church was once again as quiet as it had always been, and the priest breathed a sigh of relief, teased the little black cat for a while, and then sat back down on the podium. The good thing of bringing a life that had gone astray back on track made him feel a little happy in his heart, and he opened the Bible in front of him again and began to study it.

At this time, the wind and snow outside blew harder, and the cold wind blew on the window of the church, blowing it "click".

"Meow—"

As if sensing the coolness, the little black cat barked softly and curled up in the corner.

"Is the door not closed?"

Seeing the cat's actions, the pastor thought so, put down the Bible in his hand and stepped forward again. However, the moment he touched the door frame, as if he suddenly sensed something, his body froze.

Slowly moving his gaze, the priest's eyes looked out the window.

Still nothing...... No, that guy just now, how could he!

He saw that about 30 meters away on the side of the road, Chino Nakamura, who had just left from here, collapsed on the side of the road for some reason, covered in snow chips, and convulsed up and down like a sheep's madness.

Is it ......

An ominous foreboding, as if cold on his back, sounded in the priest's heart, and at this moment a grim smile, coming from nowhere, echoed in the church:

"Shiro Ishii, after hiding for so many years, where do you want to go?"