Miss Heber is fighting her way out of the Lostbelt!

Fengchuan Qinggao staggered, the cold wind made his head numb: If he died, who would care and feel sad?

My own parents? No, they wouldn't care.

That father-in-law who worshipped the Demon King of Mount Miga? He would only coldly call him a waste. In his eyes, only those who died standing like that Demon King could be called heroes.

His wife Mizuho might, but she is already dead.

"father!"

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and then it was pushed open forcefully.

Fengchuan Qingjiao turned around numbly and saw a slender figure standing at the door.

The girl looked anxious, with traces of rain on her shoulders.

"Xiangzi..." He forced a dry smile, but before he could finish, the nightmarish old man also appeared at the door.

The old man looked cold and disdainful.

"What are you doing? Do you want to die? Drag him down!"

The security guards behind him rushed forward, pulled Fengchuan Qinggao away from the window, and pressed him to the ground.

Fengchuan Qingjiao cried weakly. He didn't expect that he didn't even have the courage to die, and he didn't expect that this scene would be seen by his daughter.

If being dragged down by the old man was already the ultimate humiliation, then being witnessed by his daughter Xiangzi was the ultimate humiliation for Toyokawa Kiyoshi.

As Shoko Toyokawa looked at her father lying on the ground crying, her heart seemed to be filled with jagged stones.

"There's no need for you to stay in the Fengchuan family anymore," the old man said coldly. "I'll pay you back, as a final gesture to clean up Mizuho's mess..."

The old man looked at Toyokawa Shoko and said, "Shoko, a man like that is incapable of taking responsibility for your life. Forget him and become my daughter... I will raise you like I raised Mizuho."

Although this is too painful for children to be aware of, it is better than the subsequent torture that will be involved.

Volume 54: Let me see!

"Do not."

Shoko Toyokawa heard her lips and teeth clicking together, and a cold rejection came out from deep within her body.

She even thought it was her soul answering, but she soon realized that it was her own voice.

Shoko Toyokawa rejected her grandfather's suggestion. She walked over, grabbed the arm of the man who was lying on the ground, and supported him.

"Father, let's go."

The old man's lips trembled, and his left hand, which was behind his back, clenched his right wrist.

He just sighed softly: "Leave? A young lady like you, where can you go?"

But the old man didn't say anything more. He looked at Shoko Toyokawa's slender body, gazing at her solemnly with the eyes unique to an elderly elder.

There isn't even much severity in it, but more of a sad undertone.

He did not stop Toyokawa Shoko, nor did he ask anyone to help her. He just watched her support the good-for-nothing man and slowly walk out of the other side door of the tall building.

"It looks like, really like Wu Yifen, the doctor." The old man sighed and sat on the chair, but such a weak posture only flashed for a moment. When he raised his head, his cold and stern expression returned.

"How much does that good-for-nothing owe? Pay it all back."

The old man's order received no response. He looked over and saw his confidant standing in front of Toyokawa Kiyoshi's computer, trembling.

An ominous premonition came to his mind. The old man walked over and pushed away his confidant. After seeing the constantly changing data, the blood color on his face gradually faded.

The old man could never have imagined that Fengchuan Qinggao could have caused such a huge hole. If he had simply owed a huge debt to someone or an organization, it would have been simple. But Fengchuan Qinggao, in order to prove his ability, had set up hundreds of accounts to hedge his risks...

"How much debt does the Toyokawa family owe now?" The old man asked after a long silence.

The confidant's eyes dodged for a moment, and he reported an astronomical figure that was far beyond imagination.

......

Born into a wealthy family and with outstanding talents, the leisurely life was like an amber carpet spread out to Shoko Toyokawa's feet.

However, the old days were gone, and everything for Toyokawa Shoko came to an end.

She took her mother's doll with her. "This is the only thing I can't forget." But she had to give up her mother's favorite piano.

Toyokawa Shoko rushed into a cold world that he had never felt before, bringing the man who was crushed by reality.

Because she was under the age limit, she was unable to take on too many jobs. Even if she found a job occasionally, she would be fired within a few days.

Even she couldn't explain why she did this. For the first time, Toyokawa Shoko realized that not everything in the world has meaning.

In this situation, Shoko Toyokawa's leisure time disappeared like water between her fingers. Her fingers, which once played Liszt's melodies on the black and white keys, were now prematurely stimulated by cold water and chemical detergents, and a light blue color appeared on one side of her knuckles that was difficult to wash off.

If the school you are attending is too expensive, you can save tuition fees by transferring to an ordinary school; unnecessary habits should be given up so that you can have enough for daily living.

The sudden change forced Toyokawa Shoko to keep a distance from everyone. Only in this way could she properly hide her wounds and maintain the last bit of dignity.

Under such circumstances, it was difficult for her to find time to carefully maintain her dreams and hobbies. It was not until she received a message from a friend that she realized: Oh, it turns out I have a band.

Shoko Toyokawa tried to recall the past, but she realized that even if she forced herself to play again, she could not play the melody of her dreams.

It's not that no one cared about her. When her best friend, who was almost inseparable from her, tried to test her cautiously, Toyokawa Shoko just used bland excuses to get away with it. After one or two times, her words became sharper, like a sword, trying to make her best friend give up, and at the same time kill more of Toyokawa Shoko's past.

She knew she had to kill the little girl in her heart.

Pity, luck, weakness...these emotions must be let go.

Yet, she chose to leave that hastily organized band behind. Her emotions told her there was no need to leave, but her rationality urged her to withdraw from it as soon as possible.

Shoko Toyokawa stumbles forward between the two dilemmas, while her father is drunk all day long, clinging to the non-existent dignity in his confusion.

This kind of life once made Toyokawa Shoko very painful. She sometimes wondered how could everything get worse?

She soon found out.

......

Time continues to move forward, and it seems like it is about to rain in the light gray sky.

When Shoko Toyokawa received the message, the words were so earnest that they tugged at the corner of her clothes like a wet little animal.

She thought of the girl playing the bass and seemed to see her face in the text.

For her now, the pressure of life is no longer there, and she already knows how to squeeze out more time from the gaps.

Even she herself had not yet realized that when she saw those messages, a smile as usual appeared on her face again.

Her fingers tapped the words on the screen and the message showed as read.

The phone from the police station rang, and Shoko Toyokawa's eyes froze. She trembled and stopped sending and answered the call.

——My father was hit by a car on the street due to alcoholism, but fortunately his injuries were not serious.

When she arrived at the police station, the officer sitting behind the desk gave her an ambiguous look.

Shoko Toyokawa took out wrinkled banknotes and sweaty coins from her pocket. She counted the money several times, both in small and large amounts.

The police officer took a quick look at the money and put it away, then asked Shoko Toyokawa to sign the informed consent form.

After she signed, the police officer knocked on the table and looked at Shoko Toyokawa with a look of implicit sympathy.

“Do you have payment software?”

"Yes, yes." Shoko Toyokawa was caught off guard.

She did have some pocket money, which was not much in the past, but it was still a large sum nowadays.

Shoko Toyokawa did not give it to her father.

"I guess you haven't opened it recently, Ms. Toyokawa."

Shoko Toyokawa mechanically clicked on the payment app on her mobile phone homepage. What made her feel like her heart was falling into an ice cave was that the app was "frozen" in grayish-white.

She scrolled through the pages anxiously, but every page was the same, and a cold fact lay before her eyes - the debt not only still existed, but now fell on her head.

"Then, what about my father?" Shoko Toyokawa asked subconsciously.

"He doesn't have any debts." The police officer looked at Fengchuan Qinggao with a little disdain. In his eyes, the real debtor naturally could not be the young Xiangzi.

It must be that Toyokawa Kiyoshi borrowed excessive amounts of money in the name of his daughter.

Shoko Toyokawa curled the corners of her mouth. Without caring too much, she dialed a number that she had not called since leaving the Toyokawa family.

"Hello, Grandpa, it's me."

But she didn't get the answer she wanted from the other end of the phone. The old man asked her to go to Fengchuan's house.

......

The old house of the Toyokawa family.

A statue stood in the center of the courtyard. It depicted a man, wounded and yet standing tall like a mountain, laughing boldly. This was the Demon King of Mount Michiyama, the deity of the Toyokawa family.

"That man has caused a real mess." The old man sat behind his desk. "During this time, those hundreds of accounts have been active. Do you know how much financial loopholes have been created as a result?"

"Twenty billion." Before Toyokawa Shoko could speak, the old man said the number.

This number is enough to cause serious damage to the entire Toyokawa Group.

The most terrifying thing is that these numbers come from thousands of different individuals, companies, and organizations... Even the top actuaries cannot calculate every account clearly.

As long as they are not settled, these debts will continue to be diverted, grown and spread. In other words, the wave of money is enough to engulf the consortium itself.

Just when the old man began to feel despair, the situation took a turn for the better.

An actuary clicked the screen as a matter of routine, but he soon realized that something seemed to be wrong.

Huge cash flow appeared again, but this time it did not enter the market directly, but turned into thousands of copies and poured into those accounts that were deeply in the void.

Digital scrolling, extreme high jumps... If this device used a mechanical scroll wheel instead of a touch screen, I'm afraid that hot sparks would have already been flying by now!

The actuary was already dazed, not even feeling the pain when the cigarette in his hand burned his fingertips, and tears were streaming from his eyes.

If money has a god who dominates it, then at this moment this god is using his fingertips to tilt the scales of wealth.

There is a mysterious entity that acquires all debts at once.

If the Toyokawa Group once had to face the tsunami of the entire market, then at this moment the tsunami is only left with a wave - although this wave is as high as Mount Fuji.

The old man was completely convinced. He realized that the Fengchuan family seemed to have fallen into a trap and was defeated by such a terrible opponent. He was convinced.

Toyokawa Kiyoshige had absolutely no right to ask the other party to do this, and he didn't have the qualifications either.

The opponent only wants the Toyokawa Group - that's what the old man thought a few days ago.

But this is not the case.

"The other party's name is 'Lord Brancug', and he is currently the largest creditor of the Toyokawa family."

"Lord Branquage has waived the subsequent interest on this investment, but he requires you to come to Albion to work for him." The old man seemed to be trying hard to expel the anger in his chest. "I agree."

Shoko Toyokawa stood there silently, her scarred heart broken once again.

But she said nothing, nor shed a tear.

That weak self of mine died long ago, she kept telling herself.

"What about Dad? And what about the Toyokawa family?" Toyokawa Shoko said, "If I take on this debt, will you all be fine?"

The old man nodded hesitantly.

"Okay. I'll be there."

Dark clouds were descending in the sky, and thunder was roaring in the distance.

......

Brancuig, Silent Books.

Heber woke up from the hard bed and saw more text appearing on the dark green screen.

A new card has quietly appeared on the table.

【"Fearless Forgetting" Toyokawa Shoko】

Toyokawa Shoko cannot prevent the loss of all she cherishes, just as snow cannot hide Abydos. Therefore, the more she loses, the greater her suffering. Yet, among all the puppets, her soul is the most resilient. Moreover, for history, even ruling is like a puppet. On the twilight sea of Branquage, the puppet will find a way to break free from all shackles. (This person is on his way to Branquage.)

Abstract brushstrokes depict a girl wearing a mask, sitting in the moonlight, on the bluish-white card surface.

Image: "Xiang, working", Location: "Images/1737504421-100425178-112583036.jpg"

"Uh..." Heber was speechless, his eyes twitching slightly.