I feel that we are losing our imagination about the afterlife. When we die, that's it. There exists only nothingness. It's a clear and clean way of thinking, but it feels dreary. It can be scary to imagine the afterlife, but it can also be fun. Where will our souls go when we die? Becoming no longer subject to time and space, will they go to the past, the future, or out into outer space? Our bodies will be burnt, discomposed to the molecular level and scattered into the air. Will they fly to the other side of the Earth or become a completely different object, a piece of a micro-organism or something, and float on the Amazon River? There is no end to the imagination like these. One of the imaginations of the afterlife is Jigoku Gokuraku (Hell Paradise). Even today, in a world where a scientific view of things is predominant, its existence has never been lost or forgotten. I think this is because, along with a rich imagination, it depicts something that we can relate to regardless of time and place, the ridiculousness and essence of human nature. It displays many things that make us laugh at how cleverly they are said and startle us with their plausibility. I believe that instead of looking at Jigoku Gokuraku as an imaginary world, we can reflect through it on our view of life and death today and on the human beings who have remained unchanged over the ages. I hope this piece brings such an opportunity to the audience as well.