I didn't even have to live.

I always looked out at the sky in one of the rooms of the bright white hospital to welcome a leisurely and compelling Reaper, invaded by an incurable morbidity that would never get worse or better.

One day, I was only allowed to go out once just for the last time.

My skinny (or thin) arms that I once did not imagine.

My feet are also shaken to support my weight.

I decided to take a walk through the hospital's spacious garden while scolding (from) such a body.

- Well, this would be one life.

It was only at first that there were untrained, but when the last walk was allowed, even that untrained had already disappeared from the heart.

Now I'm more concerned about what lies ahead of me in death.

"... ugh"

Slowly around the hospital yard.

Seeing an unusual view, I finally make up my mind to return to my room.

- That's when.

"That's..."

In the corner of the lawn planted garden, there is a large tree that stands idyllic.

Beneath the tree, a pale purple plant that I had never seen grew snugly.

- What kind of plant?

While I still had the energy after I couldn't move properly, I was looking closely at the plant atlases and animal atlases in an attempt to know a little more about the world, but I don't have that plant information in my own memory either.

I may simply not know, but I was really concerned about the plant and decided to ask my escort nurse to take it back to the hospital room.

However, the young nurse has always said, "Which is it? I just lean my neck and eventually give it to myself.

After returning to the hospital room, the appropriate bottles were filled with soil and the plants were transferred there.

Between then and his death, he stared at the growing plant as opposed to himself, and lived in serenity.

◆ ◆ ◆

Another five days or so.

- Hi, nice to meet you.

Waking from his shallow sleep several times, Reaper stood beside the bed.

I'm here to pick you up.

Long gray hair and terribly neat, neutral beauty.

Still, I found out it was a man because, for one thing, his voice was low.

"... well"

Reaper is dressed in a small, beautiful outfit that doesn't look like a hospital room.

But the hands and feet were half clear.

"Anything left to do?

"I don't."

"Is this world untrained?

- No, I don't.

It was a lie.

- At least I wanted to see this plant bloom...

That pale purple plant still had its buds (stumps) on all the flowers.

Because it's a plant I've picked up and grown to my very last moments, to be honest...... I wanted to see flowers.

From what I thought I'd thrown everything away, I sprouted at the end - a new untrained one.

'It's okay. The flowers will bloom now. Just a little, a few more seconds.'

As if I had spotted my own heart like that, Reaper smiled and said.

"When the flowers bloom, it's time for your journey"

The reaper who came to the side touches his buds like a mercy.

That's how I turned to myself again, with a tender grin.

"Oh well.... Yeah, if you can see the flowers, that's fine."

"Then wait for the flowers to bloom with me."

Then there was just a little silence.

The clock needle quietly marked the hour.

The body, which was heavy, gradually lightens this time.

I narrowed my eyes to the eyelid sunlight.

And finally, that's when it came.

The buds hang out.

Let the flowers blossom, or bloom, or troubled, and let the body sway (boil).

- Go.

No more voices.

- Hang in there.

Still, I strongly hoped.

- Finally, show me your flowers.

And the flowers...

"- Bloomed."

It's so beautiful, it emits a light...

Really...

Beautiful...

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