Movement 2: The End of Evil Karma – Part 1

The first chapter: The end of evil deed

What I was making secret to Maya, my wife and Saya, my daughter. That is I was making actions as stealer in the city. Of course, I have never told them about that. When I was saved by Maya in the past, I didn’t tell her about that. I disguised myself as samurai in the service of the court (men of low rank who serve the nobility and are engaged in personal guardianship and miscellaneous duties), but in reality, I was a thief who spend my nights robbing the houses of the nobility of their money and goods. It was real me.

I must stop it. I must stop it for my dear two.

Again and again I thought in my heart. However, I couldn’t help stopping it. Because I didn’t know how to live but to do so. Ever since I left my village after a famine and flood, drifted to the capital, and was abandoned by the nobles I served; I had never lived anything but as a thief. I had no technique except for that. Above all, I had lost the confidence to walk with nobility since they abandoned me, and I was unable to make healthy connections between people.

After all, I couldn’t catch up with options but to live as a thief.

From that time on, I had already become known in the capital as a well-known bandit, and together with my fellow bandits, I had been stealing from the homes of noblemen all over the city.

It is cynical.

The time has finally come for us to fall into the real hell.
It may have been our inescapable destiny.

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I had escaped with my life from a nobleman’s house that night, deeply wounded. It was when I was about to break into a famous nobleman’s house and commit a robbery with the help of a guide (a person with knowledge of the house). Apparently, there was a traitor in the ranks. He tipped off the nobility in advance, and we were set up. The moment we entered the mansion, we were surrounded by a total of fifty fierce men. We, having been like rats in a sack, were shot at with bows and slashed with swords, and slaughtered one after another in a spectacular blood-drenched hellish battlefield. Every last one of them, without mercy.

I had unknowingly fallen into another trap set by a nobleman and an armchair brute.

Injured, I managed to escape from the mansion by myself with all my strength and just kept running. I was just running as fast as I could down the dark road toward my house in Shimizu. I had a bad feeling about it. In the midst of the blood-splattered hell, one word uttered by the fierce man stuck in my mind for a long time.

“Your hideouts are all known to our informants. There’s no point in running anywhere.”

If they let someone on the inside go and figure it all out…

Maya, Saya!

So, I ran. I ran through the night streets as fast as I could to get to the place where my two family members were. I prayed. I could only hope that they did not know our house as a hideout.

God, Buddha, I don’t care what happens to me. I don’t care what happened to me, so just her, just my wife…

Please, please save them.

I realized then, for the first time in my life, that I was praying to God and Buddha.

“Continued to the latter part”

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じゅうべい(Jubei)
Hello everyone. I am Jubei, an earthling whose energy does not stop today. What I like is playing (manga, movies, music (J-Rock, etc.) and visiting cafes). Thank you for your understanding.