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But the humans before him reminded him of the past.

Qingluo is still as wicked as ever...

No, it's even worse than before. It's like a giant leap from imitation to surpassing, as if it had been stimulated by something.

Should I help this human being forced by her?

Ibuki hesitated.

After a long while, he stared at Haruhiko Abe, only to find that Haruhiko Abe had raised his head.

"Do I have a choice?"

Abe Haruhiko stared intently at Qingluo, his clenched fist trembling slightly, blood dripping from between his fingers.

Chapter 253 But I Only Have One Path! (Part 2)

“Of course you have a choice.” Qingluo nodded.

She grinned, her lips curving upwards as if she were enjoying his expression of extreme anger.

"You always have a choice!"

Haruhiko Abe gave a self-deprecating laugh and closed his eyes.

Are there any options?

Even if I accept her power, it won't make me stronger; it will only make me her puppet.

Even if I were to risk my life, I might not be able to escape this hall, let alone live to see Fujiwara Keisuke, tell him what happened here, and persuade him to change his plans.

Is this what you call having a choice?

I had no choice at all!

Rather, it's more accurate to say that I had no choice from the very beginning.

He sighed dejectedly, and suddenly recalled his youth.

I didn't have a choice back then.

His father and mother died early, leaving him and his younger sister to depend on each other and be raised by their family.

The previous head of the family selected children with good talents and offered himself, his sister, and many other children to the evil spirit Qingluo, ostensibly to serve the family god.

But Qingluo treated his children like slaves, or even worse, as mere objects for amusement.

It's hard to imagine that in the human world, there are still demon clans that can so easily dominate human families, and the shrines turn a blind eye to it.

My longing and reverence for shrines were probably worn away around that time...

"Come, drink its blood." The woman with blue hair and blue eyes, and a wicked smile, pressed the boy's head down, forcing his mouth to press against the neck of a demon.

"Drink its blood, and you will become a half-demon, possessing the power of the demon race."

The boy struggled desperately under her grasp, his eyes filled with terror and disgust, but he couldn't break free at all and could only keep his mouth shut.

The blue-haired woman grew increasingly impatient. She tore open the boy's mouth with her hands, broke his teeth, and poured the dark, misty ghost blood down his throat.

Finally, she casually tossed the boy aside and grabbed a trembling child from the corner.

Abe Haruhiko paused for a moment, a faint phantom pain appearing at the corner of his mouth.

This is his memory.

After all these years as the head of the family, he thought he had forgotten these painful memories from his youth, but now these memories are so clear.

Lying on the ground, his mouth was split open, filled with black blood. He was in pain from the corrosive effects of the ghost blood, looking like a hideous demon.

Only her younger sister came over without complaint, hugging her head with her small body and stroking her back, trying to give her warmth.

But soon Qingluo dragged her younger sister over as well, and she was forced to drink the demon blood just like her, her treatment not much better than hers...

She endured the pain, yet she still crawled over from the ground, still wanting to hug herself tightly...

Abe Haruhiko felt a lump in his throat and gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stop thinking about these things.

Memories then disperse and then reassemble.

His own face reappeared, but he had become a handsome, gloomy young man.

The mouth and teeth that had been torn apart were restored because the body had become a half-demon, and there were no visible scars.

However, the helplessness and pain I felt at that time are deeply imprinted in my heart.

Therefore, he was not happy to become a shrine official at the time, and he was also indifferent to Fujiwara Keisuke, who was assigned to a small team.

But that guy was different; he was positive and optimistic, and he even had a household god messenger to fool around with.

I hate him, and he doesn't like me either.

However, her younger sister disrupted this situation. She wanted to have friends and couldn't stand his attitude, so she told him about her and her brother's experience.

That guy's attitude was definitely different.

He didn't doubt whether his sister had made up the story, so she apologized to him and helped him during the mission.

Although she didn't want to accept his help as the young master of the Fujiwara family, she and her sister had grown up together, unlike other children who had been tormented by Qingluo.

I'm quite grateful, so I started helping him.

In the end, the two became friends, and the younger sister also got along well with that guy, eventually developing a romantic relationship and pledging their lives to each other...

Haruhiko Abe sighed.

Actually, that period was the most relaxed time of my life.

On the surface, they were hostile to each other, but in reality, they cherished their friendship.

My younger sister is in another team, and she often brings us homemade bento boxes to visit us.

Although her cooking wasn't very good, there was always a lot left over.

However, seeing her cute expression of feigned anger, she and that brat Fujiwara still had to endure eating it all.

Just so that she could laugh.

Because my sister's smile is more beautiful than cherry blossoms.

Even though all three knew that this period would eventually pass, they were still captivated by its beauty.

Abe Haruhiko couldn't help but smile slightly, but the smile vanished in an instant.

He saw Qingluo's face in his memory once again.

The blue-haired woman with a sinister smile gave him an order: kill his sister or else she would kill him and his sister together. She also sent other half-demons to keep an eye on him.

Having no other option, he thought of the method of telepathic communication he had used before, and told Fujiwara Keisuke about it, asking him if he would be willing to die in Harumi's place.

His answers and actions were both straightforward. In the end, he and his companion used a cat-transformation technique to create a half-demon corpse with demon blood to deceive her and her family.

At the time, I thought I had fooled them, and I even decided to infiltrate Abe's household, eventually climbing to my current position.

But now it seems she was just playing with herself.

Finally, when he thought he had avenged himself, he would lash out at himself and enjoy this perverse pleasure.

Abe Haruhiko suddenly felt like laughing, laughing at his own foolishness and naivety.

But he couldn't laugh.

Qingluo, that woman, was looking at him.

Giving up on yourself will only make her happier.

He took a deep breath, his expression cold and gloomy, looking at Qingluo with a melancholy gaze, much like his younger self.

Her aura was powerful, oppressive, and terrifying, and with four ghost kings by her side, she was powerless to resist.

But the choice she made was one she had no choice in.

Yes, there was no other choice.

Whether it was being born into the Abe family, being chosen by the evil spirit Aora as one of the successors to the family head, or enduring all sorts of inhuman torture.

Because of her duties as an administrative officer, she became friends with that bastard Fujiwara Keisuke, and because her younger sister liked him, she agreed to let her be with him.

These are things we had no choice in.

That was all I could do.

So why should I choose it?

Even if it happened again, I would still harbor hatred because of the torment she caused me.

Even if she could return to her youth, she would still become best friends with Fujiwara Keisuke, who appears glamorous on the surface but is secretly regretful yet earnest and optimistic, and she would support her sister being with him.

These are all things I will definitely do!

Since you have no choice, then don't choose. Just do what you're supposed to do!

For Harumi to be able to smile happily, for the shrine that truly belonged to her family ancestor, and to make the evil spirit Seiro pay the price!

To destroy this vile family!

He opened his eyes, a burst of black light erupted, his secret technique activated, his aura surged, his muscles exploded, and black mist rose!

"It's your choice, you decide."

"I only need the path I chose!"

He roared and punched Ibaraki in front of him.

Ibaraki, who could have easily defeated him, was now forced back by a punch. His face turned pale and flushed, and his arm, which had been hit, twisted abnormally.

But this is not over yet!

Abe Haruhiko grabbed Ibaraki and treated him the same way Ibaraki had treated him, kicking him toward the main hall door with tremendous force.

With immense force, the gate shattered!

Qingluo's smile froze on her face.

She instantly flew into a rage, waving her hand violently, and a jet-black mist, almost tangible, swept towards Abe no Haruhiko.

But a tangible light seemed to appear on Abe Haruhiko's body, like a fire in the darkness, and he broke free in an instant!

He leaped a few steps at a time, ripped off the magnificent robes he was wearing as the head of the family, rushed out the door, and disappeared from her sight...

Chapter 254 Keeping Quiet (Third Update)

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Standing there, Ibuki stared blankly at the spot where Abe Haruhiko's figure had disappeared, gripping the sake bottle tightly in her hand.

He kept looking at Haruhiko Abe, hesitating whether or not to help.

When he heard Abe Haruhiko sigh, his eyelids twitched, and he couldn't bear to watch any longer, so he could only sigh.

But what he didn't expect was that Abe Haruhiko would make the exact same choice he had made before, and even escape from there.

"I'll chase him!"

He took a big gulp of the wine in the pot, and although it was bitter, he swallowed it anyway. He casually tossed the pot aside, stood up, and was about to leave his seat, his long red hair seemingly on fire.

"You stop!"

Qingluo gave him a cold look and waved to Ibaraki.

"Ibaraki, go!"

Ibaraki clutched his left shoulder and leaned against the doorway.

Just now, Abe no Haruhiko used a secret technique, overdrawing all his life force to raise his power to a level even stronger than his own, catching him off guard.

Moreover, he was actually quite badly injured. That last kick almost ruined his left shoulder, and his dress was torn in many places, with holes in his white stockings.

"Okay, I'll go. Wait here and I'll bring him back now." He turned and walked towards the door.

"No need to bring him back, just make sure he's dead," Qingluo said bitterly, completely losing her previous composure.

She never intended for Haruhiko Abe to live.

The so-called choice I just gave him was just a way to toy with him before the battle even started.