I created a foundation

The expensive Persian carpet was trampled into a state of distortion, the sofa cushions were scattered on the floor, and the doors of several display cabinets that usually displayed exquisite ornaments were wide open, with the contents rummaged through, and even a few priceless porcelain pieces were casually thrown aside.

Their parents, the Yukinoshita couple, were pacing back and forth in the living room anxiously, muttering to themselves with a dazed look on their faces.

Mr. Yukinoshita, a man known in the political arena for his calmness and elegance, at this moment had his tie askew, two buttons of his shirt undone, and his hair a little messy, completely unlike his usual meticulous elite appearance.

Mrs. Yukinoshita, a woman who always maintains the elegance and composure of a noble lady, now has her hairpins and jewelry disheveled, a sickly flush on her face, her eyes wandering, and her hands nervously twisted together.

"Dad, Mom, what are you looking for?"

Yang No was the first to speak. She tried to lighten the mood with her usual playful tone, but her brows furrowed unconsciously.

Mr. Yukinoshita seemed not to have heard her words. He continued to walk around in circles, mumbling incoherently: "No... Not here... Where did he go..."

Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly raised her head, her eyes swept over the two sisters blankly, then quickly looked away, and asked in a hoarse voice: "You 947... have you seen... something very important?"

Her voice had a strange sticky feeling, which made Yukino feel an inexplicable chill in her heart.

Yukino didn't answer immediately. She silently observed her parents' every subtle movement, every unusual expression. Since joining the Foundation and coming into contact with those "abnormalities" that transcended common sense, her perception has become far more acute than before.

"What important thing?" Yang Nai asked, the smile on his face gradually fading. "Is it an important document? Or a valuable item?"

"It's not... it's not those..." Mr. Yukinoshita waved his hands impatiently, "It's very... very important..."

He seemed unable to find the right words to describe it, and just scratched his hair more anxiously.

The maid came over cautiously and asked if dinner could be prepared, but Mrs. Yukinoshita impatiently waved her away.

"Forget about dinner! Who would have the heart to eat if they can't find anything?"

The two sisters looked at each other, each seeing a hint of solemnity and confusion in the other's eyes. They decided to go back to their room to change clothes and let their parents calm down a little.

However, when dinner time arrived, the depressing atmosphere did not ease at all.

The table was filled with exquisite dishes, emitting an enticing aroma, but the Yukinoshita couple could not eat. They just mechanically fiddled with the food on the plate with their forks, their eyes still wandering.

"Have you found it?" Mrs. Yukinoshita suddenly spoke, breaking the suffocating silence.

"Mom, what are you looking for? Tell us clearly so that we can help you." Yang Nai asked patiently.

"It's just... one... one..." Mr. Yukinoshita stuttered, the muscles on his face twitching slightly with anxiety.

"Forget it, there's no point asking them!" Mrs. Yukinoshita slammed the knife and fork in her hand on the plate, making a harsh sound.

Her emotions suddenly erupted, and she glared at Yukino and Haruno with red eyes, her originally gentle face distorted with anger.

"Trash! They are all a bunch of trash!"

She screamed, her voice shrill.

"What's the point of us raising you all this time? You can't even do such a small thing! We can't count on you for anything!"

Xueno and Yangno were stunned. Their mother, always known for her knowledge, gentleness and politeness, had never said such vicious words to them.

Mr. Yukinoshita also raised his head, his eyes full of bloodshot, and he looked at his two daughters with an almost resentful look.

"Your mother is right! You two are just useless! I don't know what you're doing hanging around outside all day, and you're not helping with anything around the house! Now you can't even find something!"

His voice was equally rough and unfamiliar, full of unreasonable accusations and resentment.

"Dad! Mom! What's wrong with you?" Xueno finally spoke, her voice cold and with a barely perceptible tremor.

She couldn't understand why her parents became so hysterical and unreasonable after just not seeing them for a few days.

"What's wrong with us? We're fine!" Mrs. Yukinoshita screamed, spitting out her saliva. "If it weren't for you two being such a burden, we would have found that...that thing a long time ago!"

"You don't care about us at all! You only care about yourselves!" Mr. Yukinoshita roared, veins bulging on his forehead.

Vicious curses fell on the two sisters like hail. Those words were so strange and so hurtful, as if they were not their biological daughters, but their sworn enemies.

Yang No's face turned pale. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end she just pursed her lips tightly, and her hands under the table unconsciously clenched into fists.

After the initial shock, Yukino's eyes quickly became sharp.

The powerful mental strength brought by the "unity of spirit and body" in her body allowed her to clearly sense the negative emotions emanating from her parents... anxiety, paranoia, and even a hint of madness.

This isn't right.

This is not just an ordinary family conflict or emotional outburst during menopause.

This feeling... is very similar to the symptoms recorded in the Foundation's archives, those D-class personnel who became mentally ill after being contaminated by high-intensity memes.

Yukino and Haruno exchanged glances again. This time, they both saw the same alertness and solemnity in each other's eyes.

"Dad, Mom, calm down." Yang Nai took a deep breath and tried to soothe them with a steady tone, "What are you looking for? Is it something from an important person? Or... someone?"

"Get out of here!" Mr. Yukinoshita waved his hand violently and rudely knocked away the hand that Yang No was extending to try to support him.

His strength was so astonishing that Yang Nai was caught off guard and staggered back a step.

"Get out of here! You useless things!" Mr. Yukinoshita's eyes were red, and he roared like a trapped beast, "If you can't find her... If you can't find her, you'll all die!"

"she"?

Yukino's heart sank. Her [Observation Haki] instantly captured the subtle malice of her parents, filled with temptation and destructive aura.

That aura... is so similar to Tomie, who was "taken in" by them not long ago!

The worst and most terrifying guess, like a cold poisonous snake, wrapped around her heart.

She slowly stood up, looking directly at her parents who had already fallen into a semi-crazy state, and asked in a clear and cold voice, enunciating each word:

"Father, Mother, please tell me, who is that thing you are looking for, or rather...that "she"?"

The living room of the Yukinoshita residence no longer has the tranquility and elegance of the past.

Broken porcelain lay scattered across the expensive Persian carpet, a limited-edition vase that the mother had smashed in a fit of rage. The air was filled with an unsettling, eerie scent of incense and blood.

The Yukinoshita couple huddled in a corner of the sofa, their hair disheveled, their clothes in disarray, their eyes empty and frenzied, like two wounded, trapped animals. A rich, sickening madness emanated from them.

Yukinoshita Yukino stood in the middle of the living room, her usually cool face now covered in a layer of frost. Her voice, like the harshest winter wind, carried no warmth, yet held an undeniable oppressive force.

"Father, Mother, please tell me, what are you looking for?"

This was the third time she had asked the same question. Every time she spoke, her heart twitched slightly, but her tone grew colder.

Her older sister, Yukinoshita Haruno, stood a little further away by the window, arms folded across her chest, her gaze sharp as an eagle, watching her parents' every subtle movement. The usual playful smile had long since vanished from her pretty face, replaced by a solemn and wary expression.

Yukino's cold questioning seemed like an invisible sharp blade, piercing through the crazy shell of her parents, leaving them in a moment of trance.

Mrs. Yukinoshita was the first to react. She raised her head, her once gentle and beautiful eyes now bloodshot and hazy, her face a mixture of obsession and unspeakable pain.

She stretched out her hand, grasping at the air in vain, her voice hoarse and broken.

"She...she's so good...so perfect..."

The mother's lips trembled, as if she was recalling a treasure that was extremely precious but lost forever.

"We...we lost her...we can't find her..."

Her voice was filled with desperate wails, and tears flowed uncontrollably from the corners of her eyes, mixing with the stains on her face, making her look miserable.

Yang Nai's heart sank. She took a step forward, her voice hoarse from trying so hard to suppress it.

"Who? Who are you talking about?"

This question was like a key, opening the floodgates of Mr. Yukinoshita's memory.

His previously dull gaze shifted slightly, but that wasn't a sign of awakening, but rather a deeper, dreamlike mumbling. His voice was low and erratic, as if coming from far away.

"Yes...a friend..."

"While we were on vacation in Izu... a new friend..."

Mr. Yukinoshita had a trance-like, almost happy smile on his face, but that smile looked extremely strange under the light, which made Yukino and Haruno shudder.

"Her name is...Tomie..."

The father's voice was as gentle as a whisper between lovers, and every word was clearly heard by the two sisters.

"Kawakami... Tomie..."

He paused, as if savoring the extreme pleasure brought by the name.

"We exchanged contact information with her... and she even gave us a photo of her... as a souvenir..."

Photo!

This word was like a thunderclap, suddenly striking the confused nerves of the Yukinoshita couple.

"photo!"

The mother screamed, her voice shrill and piercing, breaking the brief and eerie silence in the living room.

"That photo! We lost that photo!"

She suddenly fell off the sofa, crawled on the ground on her hands and feet, rummaged around frantically, and whimpered incoherently.

"We can't find it! We can't find it no matter how hard we try!"

It was as if a switch had been triggered in my father's eyes, and his confused look was instantly replaced by naked madness.

"Tomie...our Tomie...I'll never see her again!"

He roared and frantically tore his expensive custom-made shirt with his hands, causing the buttons to fly off, revealing the skin underneath that was swollen with blood due to the exertion.

“Ahhhhh——!”

Like wild beasts that had completely lost their minds, the couple began banging their heads against the hard mahogany coffee table, making a dull and heart-pounding sound. Blood flowed down their foreheads, staining their cheeks and the smooth floor red.

They kept calling out the name incessantly and feverishly.

"Tomie...Tomie...where are you..."

"Fujiang..."

Fujiang!

When this taboo name was clearly uttered from the mouths of their parents like a spell, Yukinoshita Yukino and Haruno felt as if they were instantly thrown into an abyss and fell into a freezing cold pool.

The blood in their bodies seemed to have completely solidified at this moment.

A chill originating from the depths of the soul surged wildly up along the spine and rushed straight to the top of the head.

Yukino's body trembled slightly, not because of fear, but because of a mixture of anger, sadness and a sharp chill. Her nails dug deep into her palms, but she felt no pain at all.

Yang Nai's face turned pale as paper in an instant. She subconsciously took a half step back, leaning against the cold wall, and finally managed to steady herself. Her pupils contracted sharply, reflecting the twisted and crazy figures of her parents.

They finally understood.