Fireworks for My Funeral

Summary

Life has entered a countdown, and I've started to rot.

Giving up the hustle and bustle of the big city, I returned to a small town.

I heard from a neighbor that the local police handle a wide range of business.

Neighbors can go to them for anything, including collecting bodies and arranging burials.

I'm afraid one day I'll fall asleep and never wake up, and no one will arrange my funeral.

Unexpectedly, I went to the police station.

And saw my ex-boyfriend who I broke up with six years ago.

When enemies meet, their eyes turn red.

He didn't give me a good face and told me to get out.