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"Speaking of which, what do you do with the ferry fare you collect?" One day, the deceased suddenly asked curiously, "Do people still need money after they die? Does the underworld really practice capitalism like the mortal world?"
Upon hearing this question, I couldn't help but mysteriously curl my lips.
"This... What do you think?"
He raised his hand to stroke his chin, tilted his head in contemplation for a while, and then chuckled.
"Could it be... that you've really pocketed all of those?"
"Heh, I knew you would think that way! Unfortunately, you're wrong," I said with a smile and a shrug. "To be honest, those are actually our Ferryman's ransom. We have to accumulate a certain amount before we have a chance to leave this endless cycle of ferrying."
"Redemption?" He showed a surprised expression.
"Yes, redemption," I nodded earnestly. "It is said that we, the Ferryman, were all selfish and never knew how to help others in our lifetime. That's why we are now being punished to forcibly help ferry the Undead as a form of redemption."
"...I think this argument is very strange," he frowned in disagreement. "I also don't think you are someone who doesn't know how to help others."
"It's just hearsay after all, and I can't possibly understand the reasoning behind it," I shrugged skeptically.
After all, we are just a part of the vast cycle of fate, and apart from obediently following the system, there is nothing we can change, let alone escape from it.
"That being said, the matter of ransom itself is undoubtedly true," I calmly stated. "However, although it is called ransom, it is actually just a form, and the coins themselves do not have monetary value, they are just a symbol."
The received gold coin will be returned to the other party after the deceased is transported to the destination, purely as a formality.
"As for what kind of sin I am to atone for? How much ransom have I accumulated so far? How many more deceased must I transport to atone? I do not know any of these. Even as the person involved, I can only wait for the revelation of fate."
"Redemption..." he murmured for a while, then looked up at me apologetically. "So, if I keep delaying crossing the river, wouldn't that be equivalent to delaying your chance to leave?"
"Oh, don't worry about it. It's not like I'm counting on your one coin to immediately absolve my sins just because you helped me cross the river. You can relax and stay put!" I waved my hand dismissively, unlike his guilt-ridden expression.
"I'm sorry..." He still had a guilty expression on his face.
"Putting that aside, do you really have no intention of leaving?"
It's not that I want to rush him, but I'm really curious about why he would rather stay in this extremely boring place and not leave.
"I...," he said, turning his head to look at the indistinct surface of the River Styx. "If possible, I'd like to stay a Xiao Long er..."
I followed his gaze and turned to look at the hazy and familiar scenery.
"I really don't understand you. What's so interesting about the River Styx? There's clearly nothing there..."
Upon hearing this, he smiled faintly.
"Indeed, there is nothing at all..."
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