Chapter 591 Extra Story: Diary of the Old Mayor 1 (Version A)

   Monday, March 19, 2012

  I always like to walk on the streets of quiet towns in the evening when the sun has not yet set.

  Because at this time, people end a busy day at work, and on the way home, the smiles on their faces always look so beautiful.

  While walking today, I ran into Jim.

  He happily told me that his marriage proposal was successful and the wedding will be held in half a year.

   I'm really happy for him.

  He is a hardworking and good boy. At a young age, he took over all the timber business in the town.

  The girl who is going to marry him will definitely live a very happy life in the future.

  The good news brought by Jim put me in a good mood.

   Even when I walked to the door of the bakery and saw three naughty children fighting, I didn't feel angry.

  Children always have to be noisy to be more energetic.

   Speaking of this, I remembered that in 20 days, it will be Easter.

   Thinking about it carefully, it seems that the quiet town has not been lively for a long time.

   Maybe it would be a good idea to hold an Easter event in the small town at that time.

   But before that, I should think about the financial aspect.

   Fortunately, Bruce, who lives in the old castle, is a generous gentleman. I think he will not let his good friend worry about money.

   Tuesday, March 20, 2012 cloudy

  In order to raise funds for the Easter event, I went to the old castle where Bruce lived today.

   When I arrived, Boots ran out and opened the door for me.

  Bruce taught him very well. He always greeted me very politely and smiled brighter than the sun every time.

  Compared to this, Bruce looks a little tired today.

  He always seems absent-minded, especially when I chatted with him about Easter activities.

   On Easter Day, the small game of rolling eggs is of course essential.

  People always believe that putting eggs on the ground and rolling them back and forth can make the devil suffer and tremble continuously.

  I just wanted to chat with Bruce about Easter-related folklore.

   But when he heard me talk about "devil", cold sweat started to break out on his face.

  He said he was too tired recently.

  I feel that he must not have told me the truth.

  This kid must have been away from his wife, so he made himself look like a deflated ball.

  Haha, unexpectedly, Bruce is also an infatuated person.

   When he finally left, he agreed to my request for event funding without any surprises.

  I am very happy, we are really lucky to have such a generous gentleman like him living in Silent Town.

   Sunny Sunday, April 8, 2012

  I really feel very angry.

  Bruce, my best friend, he actually slapped me in public on Easter.

  I really don't understand how those Easter eggs offended him.

  I asked him to roll the egg off the mound.

  I said, let's punish the devil together.

   But he went crazy and threw my whole basket of eggs into the trash.

   Because of him, I threw the worst event ever.

my best friend…

   No, he's not my best friend anymore.

  He better figure out how to apologize to me.

   Don't think that I will forgive him if he brings my favorite apple pie as before.

  I am not such an easily forgiving person.

  I have to keep this feeling of anger in mind and never give in to him easily.

  Friday, July 27, 2012 light rain

  Recently, a strange disease is spreading in a small town.

  People who get sick will look a little strange.

  And sometimes they are very irritable, irritable, and easily lose their minds. When they get angry, they even attack their relatives.

  I was so busy with meetings with the doctors in my small town that I rarely had time to go home.

  Even if I go home, it's still in the middle of the night.

  My little granddaughter is only 5 years old. Every night when I go back, I am very worried, for fear of disturbing her to sleep.

  However, I shouldn’t have to worry about this in the future, because I have decided to pack up and move to the office.

  I always felt this was the right choice, except for the moment when I saw my little granddaughter reach out and ask me to pick her up.

  Grandpa is just going to work and will be back soon.

  We will see each other many days later, but those who are sick can't wait too long.

  I persuaded my little granddaughter so.

   She may not understand these words yet.

  But I believe that when she grows up, she will understand Grandpa's embarrassment.

   Thunderstorm on Monday, August 13, 2012

   Not sick! Those people in the town, they've turned into monsters!

   They have pointy teeth!

   They will use their teeth to bite people!

   People who have been bitten by them will eventually become like them!

  My mood is so broken today, I don't know how to deal with this problem.

  Rationality tells me that I should be more ruthless.

   But they used to be residents of the small town, there are many people, and I watched them grow up.

  I really...can't make this decision...

  Tuesday, August 21, 2012 light rain

   I finally picked up the knife.

  I let their blood be sprinkled on the earth.

  My hand holding the pen is still shaking, and the words I write are all crooked.

  I can't forget the way that man looked at me before he died.

  Maybe, I will never forget.

  I should have gone to church to confess.

   I should ask God for forgiveness.

   Seeing that I am saving more people, I hope he can forgive my mistakes.

  Friday, November 9, 2012 Cloudy

   I haven't been out for a walk for a long time.

   I don’t know when, I became afraid to see people in the small town.

  The same is the setting sun shining on the street, but I no longer feel how beautiful the scenery is.

  Probably because I have already killed people and killed them a little numb.

   On the way back, I met Jim again.

  Jim says his unmarried wife is missing.

  He asked me to help him find it.

  At that moment, I really didn't know how to answer him.

  I can't tell him that I just took a knife and stabbed it into his wife's chest last night, right?

  I don't think he would want to hear the news.

  He knows, he should be very sad.

  But, who wouldn't be sad?

  I will never see my son, daughter-in-law, and my little granddaughter who is only 5 years old. Wouldn’t I be sad?

  But Jim reminded me of one thing.

  He said that he suspected that his wife's disappearance was related to the castle.

  Actually, I have already doubted it.

   But, Bruce, my best friend, how I wish this had nothing to do with you.

  (end of this chapter)