The baby croaks to the ground.

Ordinary parents have ordinary children in ordinary countries, and ordinary children are delivered by ordinary doctors in ordinary hospitals.

When he was very young, he was quite ordinary.

Children are innocent by nature, always smiling and following behind others, happy to communicate with others.

I don't know when he felt that he was no longer ordinary, so he became extremely proud again.

When he was a little older, he was not afraid of anything, he felt that he was powerful, he thought he was the reincarnation of something, he was arrogant in his words and conceited in his actions.

But in his heart, there is a little inferiority, thinking that he must be better than anyone else, and he thinks that there are some people he can't compare.

This is natural, because he is just an ordinary child, even if he goes to "ordinary", he is only a child, how can he compare to an adult who is not ordinary?

He put a lock on himself.

When you are not strong enough, don't communicate with others in an open way, so that you can protect yourself.

A little older, he put on layer upon layer of mask on himself.

He is an extremely conceited and destructive person, but this is his nature and cannot be divulged.

So he is an empathetic, optimistic and spontaneous person.

This process he calls growing up.

Slowly, as I grew older, a new mask was put on top of the mask.

Humble, helpful, rotten good person, emotionally understandable, and unthinking.

But in getting along day after day, he also found that only a good mask can't get along with people.

Because you will be too perfect, and you will become someone else's unusual.

In this way, he will become the object of disgust of others, so the ordinary teenager who is moving towards the ordinary begins to put a bad label on himself.

Mood changes are large, and he is not good at words.

Again, he found that he could try to reveal some of his true nature.

So he has more conceit on his label.

He looked at himself with satisfaction, examining himself.

"Well, that's great."

Looking at the unrecognizable self.

He looked at himself, and then at "himself".

As he grew older, he realized his ordinariness, and his locks became more and more.

In the end, I can only hide in my heart and communicate with the lock.

The inner self is no longer the same as the outer self.

He also wondered if he was good enough to let himself go.

But he didn't dare, he wasn't perfect.

Even if he understands that no one in the world is perfect, everyone has their own shortcomings, and what has no shortcomings is disguise.

But from the bottom of his heart, he admires people who pretend to be so perfect.

So he's not the best.

Then label yourself.

However, there is no place for the label anymore.

Then change yourself and stick it on.

He's crazy.

From the outside of the shell to the inside of oneself.

But every time you apply a label, it's extremely painful, because the label will conflict.

Then tear off the old labels, tear off the bad ones!

Extreme conceit! Bad! Rip it off!

Destructive! Bad! Rip it off!

Love fantasy! Bad! Rip it off!

In the end, there is no label to tear.

So in the eyes of outsiders, he is a strange person.

Sometimes as sensual as an artist, sometimes as crazy as a psychopath.

No, these two are actually the same thing, right?

He tore off all the labels, and what he put back on was all good labels.

He worked, he fell in love with reading comics, playing games, reading novels, but he worked hard.

It is normal for a person to have hobbies, and his hobbies have never been reading comics, playing games, reading novels, or listening to songs.

His hobby is labeling.

From those worlds and fantasies, find labels and label yourself.

Every time he gets a label, he rejoices for days.

He's gone crazy.

Now he is no longer a strange person.

He's normal.

Well, it's most normal to go crazy in a sick way.

The labels he puts on are increasingly in conflict with others.

This caused him to fall into some strange symptoms, and he went to flip through the books and finally got the label he wanted.

Victim paranoia.

Bad label.

He pouted, then pasted himself.

When he put the label of delusion of victimization, he found that one label was getting bigger and bigger.

Can't tear it off.

【Loneliness】

He loves labels, so he doesn't tear them off.

He comforted himself and himself so much.

This kind of life should last until he is 50 years old.

Because he wanted to bury himself at the age of 50.

But because of loneliness, it ended earlier.

Ordinary looking for a label one day, he looked out the window.

It's dark, big sky.

As far as the eye can see.

He lamented.

He also saw his alter self full of labels.

He beckoned to him and motioned for him to sit down and drink tea.

He nodded and sat down.

He looked at him, he looked at him.

"Ah, that's how I am."

Both he and he found that he could no longer remember what he looked like.

There was a slight light rain outside the window.

He was in the house, dancing with him.

He sings, he dances, he cries, he laughs.

In the end, the person who had forgotten what he looked like left here.

————

Shiki Yingji sat upright in the chair, a trace of tears suddenly crossed the corner of her eyes, but she chuckled on her lips.

She stood up and looked at the labeled man in front of her.

"I know your life!"

"You have three sins!"

"One crime, non-accidental death at an early age, failure to fulfill the duty of supporting parents! But after death, there is money to keep, and it will be dealt with lightly! ”

"The second sin, concealing one's original intention to associate with others, is to deceive! This is a great sin too! You should have been sent to hell, but this Hades forgives you! Permit you to be exonerated of this sin! Be grateful to me! ”

"Three sins, words and deeds have been exaggerated! I didn't hurt others, but I hurt myself! It's for not taking care of your body! At the same time, it occupies unfilial piety and self-harm! It's for the great sin! It is reasonable to be punished by going to hell or being reborn in the path of animals! But I love your attitude of not forcing others! Appreciate your attitude of not hurting others and not venting indiscriminately! This sin is forgiven! ”

"Summing up the above three sins! Qin Deng! Punish you to serve in the underworld for thirty years before you die! ”

Four Seasons Yingji looked at Qin Deng, waiting for his speech.

Of course, he could only agree that Enma's sentence was irrefutable.

"My lord, I agree." Qin Deng shrugged his shoulders and replied.

"But things are still turning around!" After he finished speaking, the Enma suddenly said, "As long as you enter the Hall of Right and Wrong and I am under my jurisdiction, you can no longer serve, and you can freely choose to reincarnate or continue to work for fifty years after becoming a god of death." What about this choice? ”

"Forehead...... "Sincerely, he was moved.

Qin Deng thought very well, the gods, people and monsters related to him were most likely still alive after thirty years of service, and they could also run away at will when they were in the underworld, mainly because they wanted to mix in the big car of Baiyulou.

But to be the Grim Reaper is a better choice.

Not only does he directly become a stakeholder in the Hall of Merits, but he can also act at will, without affecting his dealings with other gods, humans, and monsters at all.

The four seasons of Yingji also think about wearing it very much.

She felt that this person was a bit special, and if he was born in Gensokyo after being reincarnated, he still had memories, and it would not be a matter for him to mess around.

Yes, she has watched Qin Deng's life, and she has a general understanding of the things he knows, although there are some discrepancies, but what she sees at a glimpse in his memory is herself.

Oriental Flower Reflection Tomb

This person is a big hidden danger, so it's better to leave him and become a god of death, and then let him tie up his interests with Gensokyo, which is also easy to manage.

The reduction of the sentence is also a personal favor, but she must still be unwilling to show mercy when she should say.

Qin Deng looked at himself, and then at the Four Seasons Yingji.

"Well, how do you choose? Good! I don't choose it! ”

His voice fell, and his whole soul disappeared in place.

"Huh? Yes? Yes?????? Shiki bounced up from his chair and used his divine power to search the surroundings: "This guy, escaped?" How did you escape? ”

"Strange ......"

In the empty hall, only Shiki Yingji's puzzled voice echoed.

Where did Qin Deng go?

Actually, he didn't really want to run, but after he said he didn't want to choose, something happened to happen.

He didn't want to choose to let the Four Seasons Yingji choose, that is, the path of death.

But Shiki Yingji probably doesn't know now.

Because.

That thing is.

Qin Deng's body was reborn..................