Unusual Fate Records

Chapter 149 020. The Dream Ends
Haruko Sada stood in her own temple of memories.

Here, all the past events are like a yellowed photo album.

That's her ability.

To be able to dream of the people or events you want to dream about at will.

In the past, she would bring her mother's keepsakes and tell her about her daily experiences, but today was different; it was her father, whom she hadn't seen for years.

Girls tend to like their fathers a little more.

She had a glimmer of hope that the jade pendant her father had kept could draw his spirit to her.

This is her own understanding of the concept. In short, carrying the holder's token will make him/her appear by one's side.

It resembles the form of a soul.

A man's image appeared in the photo album on the sky. He was in his forties, slightly overweight, with small eyes that darted around nervously.

He seemed somewhat out of place in the scene, looking up at the sky and seeing his younger self, accompanying the girl from infancy to elementary school.

Haruko Sada's life, from childhood to adulthood, unfolds like a series of black and white films playing in turn.

He did not immediately realize that he had been dead for four years and still maintained the appearance he had when he was alive.

The girl in front of me had grown quite a bit taller, but judging from her appearance, she vaguely resembled me by three points.

"Is it Haruko?" Sada Kyosuke asked.

"Yes." Haruko Sada's eyes were filled with tears as she walked up and said softly, "Dad, it's so good to see you again."

"My Haruko has grown so much," the man remarked, patting her head. "How are you doing these days?"

The girl wiped her eyes, smiled, and said, "It's great now, I like it very much."

Sada Kyosuke breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. I thought I almost made a big mistake."

He looked ashamed: "Back then, in order to pay off my loan, I frequented casinos, which led to increasingly serious conflicts with your mother, and we eventually got divorced."

Haruko Sada forced a smile: "Why bring this up? It's all in the past now."

"Is she doing well? I remember she was planning to find a new partner. If the casino people hadn't forced me to sign your contract, I wouldn't have been so foolish as to get drunk and have a car accident."

"Huh?" Haruko Sada froze on the spot. "My indenture... wasn't it signed by Mom's boyfriend?"

As far as she could remember, it was her stepfather who brought this up with her!
The girl remembered that after her mother's funeral, her boyfriend placed a document in front of her, saying he had found Haruko Sada a way to make a living. Haruko Sada then discovered that it was such a dirty job.

Her mother's boyfriend was a frail man who usually wrote Kabuki tunes and painted romantic scenes, so Haruko Sada's first thought was that her stepfather had sold her.

"Did Sachiko say that...?" Sada Kyosuke's face was bitter. He also realized that he seemed to have exposed the beautiful lie left by his ex-wife.

Haruko Sada found it hard to believe. She re-examined the man in front of her, who had been a compulsive gambler, abandoned his wife and daughter, and even owed so much debt that he had to give his daughter away to pay it off.

Beyond the beautiful fantasies of childhood, scenes of gambling addiction gradually awaken. The long-buried childhood shadows are unearthed, and scenes of men drunkenly causing trouble and robbing money to gamble slowly become clear.

But she was kept in the dark and mistakenly pointed all the blame at her stepfather.

She even considered accepting her fate and using her body to earn money for a few years of her youth in exchange for meeting this kind of person once!
Her tears became increasingly bitter.

"Qingzi, listen to what your father has to say—" The man was also heartbroken.

The girl took a step back, lowered her head, and murmured, "Don't come any closer."

"Haruko, Daddy was wrong..." The man was in great pain, clutching his hair.

She remembered why her mother had always been so tight-lipped when it came to her father's situation. She had always assumed her mother didn't want to face the failed marriage anymore, but she had never considered where the cracks in that marriage came from.

When men make mistakes, they always look sincere, making it easy to forget how ferocious they look when they're addicted to gambling.

Sada Keisuke grabbed Sada Haruko's shoulders and said, "Dad never expected to pay such a high price. Dad regrets it very much, but he also hates himself for not being able to repay you and your daughter."

He stared into Haruko Sada's eyes, which seemed somewhat vacant, and it was unclear whether she had heard what the man was saying.

"Knowing that you are doing well now, Dad is much more at ease." The man bowed as if atoning for his sins, his small eyes glistening with tears.

Haruko Sada gave a bitter laugh.

If it weren't for Jin Ziyue, she would probably still be trapped in that dark cage, bound by a contract, reduced to a money slave without dignity.

……

Jin Ziyue closed the file and shut the computer.

He looked at the warrant in his hand.

The records above document the items men have pledged, ranging from personal jade pendants to their own children.

So he looked up Sada Kyosuke.

A complete gambler who abandoned his family for gambling, he ultimately died tragically in a car accident.

He didn't give the note to the girl, but as her sleep talking became more frequent and louder, she probably already discovered the truth.

Jin Ziyue walked to her side, turned on the light, and looked at her sleeping face with her brows furrowed.

While Sada was asleep, he detected her brainwaves. The fluctuations during sleep were large, but she remained in light sleep, so the impressions of her dreams were very vivid after waking up. The side effect of this ability is that the perception of the dream is too deep, causing the host to remember it.

For the time being, apart from the possibility of excessive emotional fluctuations, there are no obvious risks.

Jin Ziyue did not rashly remove her token. Instead, he filled a basin with water, dampened a towel, and used it to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

The little girl kept shaking her head, swaying left and right, her eyes tightly closed, her eyelids twitching, but she just couldn't wake up.

A sleepwalker cannot be easily woken up, and it is probably the same for people with this ability.

Soul-wish prayers are prayers from the depths of one's soul, invoking the object of one's longing to enter one's dreams.

Even though they were already dead, they retained a trace of their existence in the world in this bizarre way. Jin Ziyue couldn't even understand whether the existence of this consciousness could be considered a supernatural phenomenon.

Does the soul really exist?
Jin Ziyue hadn't personally experienced it, so he couldn't understand the magical power brought by the Destiny Words. The more he interacted with those who controlled destiny, the more unfathomable the Destiny Words seemed.

On the surface, those who control fate refer to themselves as "controlling fate," but it is precisely because they have reached a height that ordinary people cannot reach that they have come to a deeper understanding of whether it is people who control fate or fate that controls people.

Suddenly, the little girl rolled over, curled up into a ball, and muttered something under her breath.

Jin Ziyue gently patted her shoulder, his expression gentle.

A warm current flowed from her palm, passing through her shoulder. The girl frowned, but was no longer restless, like a mole that had just finished struggling.

I went back to school for graduation procedures for the first three days, so I couldn't write anything and relied on my previous drafts. I'll save up some more. Also, although I don't know if you'll see this, my collection count has been increasing quite quickly recently. Welcome, and thank you very much.

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