The Temptation of Thanatos - One-shot
Translated by Trash
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August 15th. Although the sun had already set, there is still humidity in the air.
Sweat was pouring from my body as I ran up the stairs of my apartment.
A LINE message with only 4 words from my girlfriend.
I immediately understood what the message meant.
I went to work despite today being Obon and rushed to my apartment after preparing to go home.
Then I found her standing beyond the fence of the rooftop with empty eyes.
To be honest, this is already the 4th time I’ve seen her trying to jump and commit suicide.
There are 2 types of people in the world.
Desire to live── the people being ruled by ”Eros”.
Desire to die── the people being ruled by ”Thanatos”.
Most of the people in this world were the former, but she was undoubtedly the latter.
I knew that she was a person being ruled by “Thanatos” before I started dating her.
It’s not surprising because I saved her when she was trying to commit suicide on the rooftop, similar to now. That was how I met her.
She was the girl who recently moved into the same apartment as me. She had round, cute eyes and full lips. She had lovely facial features, and the delicate-looking girl stole my whole heart in an instant. I’m sure that it was something like love at first sight.
From that point on, I started talking about various things with her and we soon became friends.
It was as if she was an angel descending from heaven when I was living alone, feeling lonely while working in a black company.
 Dishonest business
I had a doubt in my mind.
Whenever she tries to commit suicide, she always contacts me. She’ll then wait there until I come to her.
I think I’m more certain that she’d die alone without anyone knowing, but…
Perhaps somewhere in her heart, she just wanted me to stop her from committing suicide and help her like how I did when we first met. I interpreted it in my own way.
Therefore, I’m running up the stairs again this time.
I reached the rooftop.
I saw the back of the girl who was standing beyond the fence.
I jumped over the fence and grabbed her hand.
Her hand was cold, contrary to the humid air.
Her cute and fragile voice resembles the tinkle of a bell. I liked her voice too.
“Why, that way, you…!”
“I want to die quickly.”
“Because the Grim Reaper is calling me.”
She can see the ‘Grim Reaper’.
And only people who are being ruled by ‘Thanatos’ can see the ‘Grim Reaper’.
“There’s no Grim Reaper.”
“Why can’t you understand…!”
As I denied that the Grim Reaper existed, she cried out.
The Grim Reaper seems to be the most attractive to those who see it. In a sense, it would look like their ideal person.
When she was looking at the Grim Reaper (though it only seems like she’s staring at the empty sky to me), her expression seemed to be as if she was in love with someone. As if she had fallen in love with it.
I hated that expression of hers.
“Don’t look at the Grim Reaper, look at me.”
She tried to shake my hand off, so I forcefully gripped it without thinking.
But it’s not my fault. It’s because she tried to shake my hand off. Because she won’t look at me.
“The Grim Reaper wouldn’t do something like this…!”
Something murky is surging in my heart.
I wonder why, even though I love you so much, you won’t look at me alone.
I know it was foolish in my heart to be jealous of the Grim Reaper, but I couldn’t help it.
“I don’t want this anymore.”
I don’t want this either.
“I’m tired already.”
I’m tired too.
“I want to die quickly.”
“I want to die too!!”
At that moment, she lifted her head up.
As soon as I saw her smile, I suddenly felt the murky thing in my heart disappear.
Huh, could it be…
“Have you…finally realized?”
“Ahh…I finally understand.”
“Really…? I’m glad…”
Ahh, I see.
The reason why you called me every time you tried to commit suicide, it wasn’t because you wanted me to help you.
You wanted to bring me along.
The ‘Grim Reaper’ for me, was her.
The cool breeze blows through. Before I knew it, I could no longer feel the humid air.
“Well then, shall we?”
“Ahh, let’s go.”
You and me hand in hand.
To escape from the uneasiness that the world brings us.
We ran towards the night sky.
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