I'm a teacher in Tokyo!
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“Yoshizaki Kawa, I can assure you that after Monday, this sect will cease to exist in this world.”
Looking at Higa Kotoko, who earnestly promised and seemed very reliable, Yoshizaki once again felt the difference between the two sisters.
However, thinking about this, he realized that he hadn't seen Makoto Higa in a long time.
So, while watching the forensic doctor carry the body along with the latter, Yoshizaki casually asked, "By the way, I haven't seen Makoto with you lately?"
“I sent her to America. That child is not suitable to be a medium, much less an exorcist. I sent her to a friend in America so she could learn to bake bread from her!”
When talking about her younger sister, Kotoko kept nagging, like a hardworking mother complaining in Yoshizaki Kawa's ear;
"She can't even bake bread properly, you know? My friend told me her bread is dry and hard, and she even said she'd bake me bread when she got back, it's ridiculous! You know, back when we were kids, the udon noodles she cooked..."
Seemingly realizing she had said too much, Kotoko gave an awkward but polite smile.
"I'm sorry, I can't help but talk about my younger sister. Although she's not very good at everything, she's still my sister..."
Kotoko is portrayed as a strong woman—at least that's how Yoshizaki Kawa sees her.
But who would have thought that this strong woman would also mutter complaints and be angry at her younger sister for not living up to her potential?
Watching Kotoko get into the police car and leave, Yoshizaki Kawa went home.
At least until Kotoko's protective measures are in place, I need to keep a close eye on Kayako to make sure nothing happens to her.
But just then, he felt as if he had stepped on something soft.
Yoshizaki shone his flashlight and saw a mangled mass of flesh stuck to the ground at his feet.
The rotten flesh resembled a child's hand; upon closer inspection, it appeared to have five fingers.
It was obvious that this was left behind by the corpse from earlier; because it was late at night, they hadn't been able to find this piece of rotten flesh.
"Let's call Kotoko..."
But just as he was thinking this,
Yoshizaki suddenly felt a chill under his feet, and he looked up at his feet;
At that moment, a hand gripped his calf tightly.
The next moment, Yoshizaki felt a slight chill run down his spine, and a sound like the buzzing of locusts flapping their wings filled his ears, so dense that it made his eardrums tingle slightly.
"Help me, help me, help me, help me, it hurts so much, Mommy, it hurts..."
The ghostly hand seemed to have no ill intentions. When it grabbed him, Yoshizaki only had countless cries for help flash through his mind.
Yoshizaki took out the disposable gloves he had taken earlier from his pocket, picked up the pieces of meat on the ground, and then made a phone call to Kotoko to tell her about it.
There was silence on the other end for a long time, then a sigh was finally heard.
"This child is probably the stillborn baby whose soul wasn't devoured by the ghost king during the failed sacrificial ritual of this sect last time."
"It seems the stillborn baby's body was already divided up by the cult, and what you have should be this poor child's hand. Because his soul was shattered, he couldn't be reincarnated. His tragically deceased mother is still enshrined on an altar because of this, unable to be reborn. If you could gather enough of this child's body, perhaps you could appease their resentment."
"I'll be right back to get it."
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, Yoshizaki Kawa put down his phone.
His feet were a little cold from being pulled by that little hand, so he sighed, hesitated for a moment, and put the little hand on the ground.
But at this moment,
Yoshizaki noticed that the hand gripping his calf showed no sign of loosening its grip; in fact, it tightened its hold even more.
and many more?
Yoshizaki suddenly realized something: when he put the small hand he had picked up on the ground without touching it with his body, the cries for help and the roaring sound in his head disappeared.
Therefore, this hand did not appear because of the pieces of flesh.
So--
Whose hand is this?
Chapter 129 Illusion
Thinking of this, Yoshizaki's face changed slightly, but having experienced so much, he was no longer as panicked as before.
After all, he had seen far more terrifying scenes before! Why would a mere brat frighten him?
So Yoshizaki Kawa calmed down and remained very composed. He didn't look at his feet, but rather at his doorway.
Sure enough, the door, which was originally less than twenty meters away, became blurry. In the darkness, the light leaking from the curtains seemed to be coming from an extremely distant place, becoming unreachable.
He couldn't understand how this demon could manifest such power around Kayako.
You should know that there are curses surrounding this place. Even that so-called cult saintess still fell here.
Yoshizaki looked down at his feet.
The little hand that had been holding him had disappeared, but Yoshizaki did not wander aimlessly forward in the dark space.
He learned a lot from his previous battle with the Po Xi Mo. When you are confused by the ghost wall, you must be very careful about your next step. No one knows whether your next step will be the middle of the road or a sewer.
He crouched down and groped around on the ground for a while, but did not find the "pieces of meat" he had dropped earlier.
Is this a dream or an illusion?
He hesitated for a moment, but still took a small half-step towards his rented room. Once he was sure he was on solid ground, he followed with peace of mind.
As soon as he took that step, the view of the room in front of him suddenly became clear;
That is?
That wasn't my rented room, but a strange wooden bungalow;
Upon seeing this, Yoshizaki Kawa realized that he was in a dream. He must have been calling Kotoko, intending to put down the shredded meat, when he was influenced by the vengeful spirit within the meat, causing him to enter the dream within its memories.
He tentatively took another step forward, and as if the clouds had parted to reveal the fog, the surrounding darkness vanished without a trace, leaving only the tranquil village under the azure sky.
At the same time, a blurry-looking girl dressed in coarse cloth and with her hair tied up was lingering at the door of the wooden house ahead;
The girl was pushed outside by a hand inside the house, then grabbed by another hand. As a bag of yen was smashed to the ground, the surrounding scene quickly collapsed.
In the cramped room, the light flickered, the girl was restrained, and the bed creaked.
The scene shifts again, and in the silent tunnel, the girl is trapped on a stone platform, her hands and feet pierced by nails, and blood flows down the grooves towards the stone statue in front of the platform.
As the torches around them flickered slightly, the stone statue trembled. The dark shadow, like a beast, slowly crawled out of the bottomless cave. An indescribable fear came from all around, but how could it escape with its hands and feet nailed to the ground?
He could only watch helplessly as that thing burrowed into his lower body, convulsing and tearing at his flesh, filled with boundless terror.
The next moment, a furious roar came from the girl's lower body. As if subjected to some kind of humiliation, the dark figure immediately emerged from the girl's lower body, stretching out a long shadow to strangle the girl's neck.
But at that moment, the girl's abdomen suddenly became enormous, as if bloated, with veins bulging out.
Then came the sounds of an earthquake, fighting, and gunfire.
The shadow returned to the stone statue.
At that moment, the stone door was suddenly opened, and a blurry figure wearing a robe used a dagger to cut open the girl's stomach and snatch out the bloody embryo.
"Why is it so small? Damn it, Kotoko ruined the ritual! But even half of it is enough!"
After saying this, the figure disregarded the girl's life or death, ripped off the umbilical cord, picked up a palm-sized stone statue, and fled outside.
The girl stared wide-eyed at the ceiling in despair, unable to breathe her last for a long time;
"dad--"
The vengeful spirit's voice was mournful and plaintive, but the figure seemed inaudible, constantly running away.
Then they arrived at a manor in the mountains;
Inside the manor, the man loudly proclaimed that the Lord had descended, that this was a sacred object, and then divided the child he was holding into five parts, giving one to each of the five people.
The next moment, everything went black before Yoshizaki's eyes, and his ears rang. All the darkness in front of him returned, and the lights in the rented room shone brightly. He had been holding the position of putting down the pieces of meat.
"It hurts so much, help...help...me...no, don't abandon me..."
Yoshizaki stood there stunned for a long time before recovering from the feeling of despair he had been immersed in.
That illusion just now was the memory of this piece of minced meat.
The girl in the illusion must be the mother of this mangled flesh—
The so-called leader of the sect bought the girl and committed beastly acts, but unexpectedly, he succeeded in impregnating her.
So during the subsequent sacrificial ceremony, their so-called Lord discovered that she was pregnant and was unable to enter the body, so he angrily returned to the statue.
The cult leader believed that the ritual failed because of Kotoko, and that only a part of the Lord had descended.
So they dug out the baby and distributed it as a sacred object to five people.
The infant's soul split into five parts along with his body.
After figuring everything out, Yoshizaki's heart trembled.
Those scenes felt like they were happening right before my eyes; despair and fear were raging, especially the child's words, "Dad, don't give up on me."
Just how desperate are these words? What kind of resentment is contained in being dug up by one's own biological father?
Yoshizaki picked up the pieces of flesh, thinking to himself, "Once we wipe out that sect and find your body, you can be reborn whole into a good family."
Seemingly sensing Yoshizaki's sincerity, the tinnitus in his ears subsided slightly.
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