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"Hey, ferry boat, I want to cross the river!"
That day, a loud and arrogant deceased arrived.
As usual, I extended my hand to the other person in a formal manner.
"ferry fare, one gold coin."
I saw him impatiently click his tongue and casually toss a gold coin into my hand.
"Here, take it!"
Silently accepting the gold coins, I gestured for him to board the ship.
Just as he was about to step on, I suddenly noticed deceased sitting by the pile of stones, lost in thought, and then I revealed a contemptuous smile.
"Hey, poor guy, why are you sitting there looking so pitiful? Can't afford to cross the river?"
After a while, the deceased slowly came to his senses and looked at the loudmouth with a bewildered expression.
"Hmph, in the end, I'll just do a good deed and give you a ride!" With that, he generously pulled out a gold coin and tossed it in front of the deceased.
Clang!
I saw that deceased first froze for a moment, then slowly raised an eyebrow and silently picked up the fallen gold coin.
I calmly said in a low voice, "This boat can only carry one person at a time." This is an unwritten rule.
"Oh, is that so? Then I'll be on my way. You can wait for the next boat!" After saying that, the loud man swaggered onto the boat.
I grabbed the pole and pushed the boat away from the riverbank, heading into the River Styx with the current.
Before leaving, I couldn't help but glance at the beach, watching the deceased playing with the gold coins in hand.
For some reason, it caught my attention...
After returning to the beach, I silently watched the deceased still playing with that coin.
"…Do you want to take a boat?"
Hearing the voice, he stopped the repetitive action of flicking the coin up from his thumb and catching it in mid-air, looked up at me, and habitually flashed a smile.
"You’re back." He shook the gold coins in his hand. "So it turns out that ferry fare can also be obtained through others' charity?"
"Some people's relatives provide more abundant supplies, so the amount of gold coins they can exchange will naturally be greater. However, regardless of that, the ferry fare only requires one gold coin. Once you board the ship, the remaining gold coins will turn to ashes and disappear; you cannot take them with you," I explained.
"Eh? Isn't that a pity?" He showed a look of regret. "After all, this is the heartfelt intention of relatives..."
"...There was once a deceased who felt the same way as you, because he received dozens of gold coins from his relatives' offerings." Remembering this, I suddenly smiled. "To avoid wasting those coins, he insisted on staying here for a while. Whenever he encountered a deceased like you who didn't have ferry fare, he would give one coin to help them board the boat."
"Oh, he really is a good person!" he couldn't help but exclaim.
"Good person?" I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. "He just doesn't want to waste those coins, he doesn't really want to help others. Can that still be considered a good person?"
"However, he did indeed help those who couldn't take the ferry boat. Doesn't that count as being kind?" he asked in puzzlement. "Besides, being able to receive so many coins from the support of relatives means that many people appreciate and remember him, right? People like that usually have quite a high reputation during their lifetime, don't they?"
"Is there an absolute conclusion to this?" I asked, tilting my head in disagreement. "So, do you also think that the loudmouth who gave you this coin is a great person?"
He was suddenly stunned, speechless.
After a while, he gave a bitter smile.
"At least his intentions were good," I shrugged and didn't argue.
"So, do you want to take the boat?" I asked again.
He held the gold coin in his hand, wearing a troubled expression.
"I'm sorry, but I don't want to board the ship just yet. However..." He held out a gold coin in front of me. "Here, take this. It should help you accumulate some ransom, right?"
I didn't take it; I simply shook my head lightly.
"If you don't board the ship, this gold coin will ultimately turn to ashes in my hand, and it will mean nothing."
"I see..." He looked at the gold coin in his hand with considerable distress.
Seeing this, I sighed helplessly.
"I say, since you have no intention of returning to the world to collect supplies, just hold onto it for now. Perhaps one day in the future, when you change your mind and want to board the ship, it will come in handy."
He stared at me blankly for a moment, then revealed a complex smile.
"That's true..."
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