[Psychic Detective Yakumo] One hundred ways to tease cats

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"I believe." Goto looked down at Tatsuya and said.

"You have no evidence, this kind of thing is not recognized!"

Tatsuya twisted his face in pain, and yelled wildly.

"Listen well, the child keeps wandering there, you know? He keeps wandering, do you want me to kill you on the spot, so that you can experience the same feeling?"

Yakumo grabbed Tatsuya by the hair and forcibly pulled him up from the ground. Tatsuya tried his best to bluff and reached a limit.Yakumo raised his clenched fist.

"stop!"

Goto grabbed Yakumo's shoulder to stop him.

"Yakumo, you don't have to do this. I'm responsible for putting him in jail. Now you have to be patient. There are other things you can do."

Yakumo and Goto stared at each other without moving.

Only then did Yakumo slowly lower his raised fist.

"Mr. Goto, please find evidence."

"You don't need to say I'll do the same."

After finishing speaking, Goto pushed Tatsuya, who was stubbornly resisting, into the back seat.

"Hey, it's time to go back."

Yakumo didn't respond to Goto's call, he remained motionless, staring blankly at what seemed to be a dark tunnel leading to another world, while I watched his back.Looking at the figures of the two, Goto sighed desperately.

"I'll pick you up later."

After finishing speaking, Goto turned the car and drove Tatsuya down the mountain.

"Sometimes, I feel very annoyed," Yakumo said.

"Annoyed?" I managed to stay awake, but my mind was already in chaos.How long can you last?I am not sure.

"I told you before that I don't know how to get rid of spirits."

"Ah."

"Although I said exorcising is a crooked way, I am actually annoyed that I can't exorcise. I can only watch helplessly, but there is nothing I can do."

I approached Yakumo slowly and stood by his side.I know that Yakumo must have seen those people trapped in the tunnel now. In the darkness of the sky, there is no past and no future, and he can only look at the sunny world, but he cannot go back again.Although I don't have red eyes, such a scene can still be imagined.

"Just because I can see it, people in the world regard it as a different kind, but I can only see it, and I can't do anything. If this is the case, why should I see it..."

At least, I was saved because of you - not only that, but you saved me twice.I really wanted to tell him these things, but I couldn't.

Because, I fell straight down.

"Haruka!" In the end, I only heard such an anxious voice calling to me, and my consciousness immediately fell into darkness.

THIRTEEN

What do you think the soul is?

I was wearing a maiden costume, and I was sitting at the low table, surrounded by pure white, and there was an invisible pressure. I was listening to the other party's explanation with a blank face.

The soul is the aggregation of human emotional consciousness, it is yearning, resentment, and sometimes it will evolve into evil thoughts.

It can be deduced from this that living people also have souls.

Shrines are places of tranquility, and witches should have the power to purify the soul.

"You are the purest person among witches of all generations, Yu Yiji." There was extremely fanatical worship in the eyes of the old priest.

irritating.

"Yu Yiji," the priest looked at me with sharp eyes, "you should know what to do when you face that evildoer tomorrow."

evildoer?Suddenly waves surged in my calm heart, and I raised my head uncontrollably and looked at the priest opposite me coldly.

It seems that this is not my own memory. It should be said that at this moment, I am in someone else's memory.

"He, no, evildoer." Maybe because I haven't spoken for a long time, I couldn't speak fluent sentences, so I simply said each word.

"A person with red pupils," the priest said disdainfully, "it is a sin to have red pupils."

"That's not a sin." Finally able to control my body, I said slowly, "That's not a sin, but a miracle bestowed by God."

Under the gaze of the astonished priest, I said coldly, "On the contrary, a person like you who can only speculate about others with malice is the one who has committed countless crimes."

"Yu Yiji." The priest's astonishment faded, and he put on a vicious expression, "No matter what you say, the removal ceremony will still be held."

Suddenly I felt dizzy, and when I saw the surrounding scene clearly again, I had already stood in front of a young man, his hands were tied behind his back, and he looked up at me with difficulty.

"Oh," he looked at me and suddenly smiled, "Yes, I knew it would be you."

"Shut up! Monster!" "You are not allowed to look directly at Lord Yuyiji's face!" There were constant insults from the crowd, but he didn't care at all.

"Since the first time I saw you..." he said with difficulty, "I have been thinking that such a person, who is thousands of times more beautiful than the best dream, must not be within my reach , yeah, I'm just a..." He let out a low laugh, "It's just an ominous person with red eyes."

He gave me a hopeful look, but found that I was still expressionless, just looking at him quietly.

He lowered his head in disappointment, "I know, you are being controlled by those bastards again, they control you to do many things you don't want to do... Can I think so?" He raised his head again, the left side The red pupils shone amazingly in the firelight, "Even if I am accused by thousands of people, you will still stand by my side unswervingly, and it is precisely because of this that those guys are afraid and use this kind of obscenity means to control you..."

His eyes were as bright as stars in the dark.

I watched as I bent down, put my hands on his shoulders, and was about to perform the so-called removal ceremony.

"Although I know you can't hear..." he was still chattering, "but just because you can't hear...so I'll say it."

"I have always liked you, always."

After saying this, the boy's eyes lost their luster.

That is not a so-called extermination ceremony at all, but a practice of destroying a person's soul and forcibly erasing those emotions with a stronger idea.

It is murder.

I opened my eyes suddenly, the nightmare-like situation still lingering in my mind.

"Hey,...how long are you going to sleep?" A dissatisfied voice sounded beside her.

That's Yakumo.

He worked hard so that his face could be mixed with "I'm not worried about you" and "Hun Dan, since I've slept for so long, I'm so worried! 'These two expressions, but unfortunately failed, so he turned his head unnaturally.

"I know you're not worried about me at all." I smiled with the corners of my mouth raised.

"..." Yakumo stared at me without saying a word, with a tangled and collapsed expression on his face.

I got up and got out of bed—because it was just a headache before, and there was no trauma on my body. I walked up to him and hugged him who was caught off guard.

"It's great you're fine," I murmured.

The mirror on the opposite wall reflected my face at this very moment.

It still belonged to the face of 'Ozawa Haruka', but the pair of eyes on the face at this time, under the reflection of the moonlight, had a color not inferior to that of the setting sun.

Under Goto's search, Tatsuya was charged with homicide.If he hadn't hit and run, it would have ended in an accident, but our momentary misjudgment has caused many people's misfortune.

Afterwards, according to the investigation, the parents of the teenager were also killed in a traffic accident in that tunnel.I just think that the boy returned to his parents because of this, and he felt a little relieved, but it still couldn't change the fact that he died unexpectedly.

I struggled to step on my bicycle and climbed up the ramp of the tunnel. The basket on the bicycle contained white chrysanthemums I bought at the flower shop in front of the station.

Even though it's winter, it's still an amazing amount of exercise for me.After finally reaching the front of the tunnel, I was already sweating profusely.

"You came here on a bicycle?"

I looked up and found an abbot standing in front of the tunnel, that was Yakumo's uncle, I greeted him and walked towards him.

A vase is enshrined on the side of the tunnel road, filled with beautiful white chrysanthemums, bundles of incense sticks, and cigarette smoke curling up.

"Did uncle bring this?"

The abbot shook his head and answered my inquiry.

"It's Yakumo."

I sat on the ground and stared at the white chrysanthemum.He smiled knowingly.

"I was called by Yakumo. He told me about this tunnel. There are many souls who cannot become Buddhas in it. He asked me to find a way."

The abbot continued with a wry smile.

"That said, I can't see the soul like him, so I can't actually help..."

"Yakumo...he said he was upset."

"upset?"

"Well, he's annoyed that he can see spirits but can't."

The abbot suddenly smiled contentedly, and kept nodding and saying, "Is that so, is it?"

"Is there anything wrong?"

The abbot cleared his throat, stopped laughing, and then spoke.

"In the past, Yakumo hated just being able to see the soul. Why was he the only one who could see it? Probably when he was in his country, he tried to blind himself with a knife. As long as he couldn't see the soul, others would see it. You won't be afraid of him, and he won't have to face those horrible things."

If I stood in the same position, I might have the same thoughts as Yakumo.I try to imagine Yakumo's mood, maybe Yakumo will be unhappy and ask me not to judge other people's mood...

"That doesn't make you feel annoyed that you can only see but can't do anything. It's an amazing improvement."

"Progress? I can't see it at all."

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