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"Even Xiao An is like this. She was just a pet that we adopted by chance, but now she's turned into something like a demon."
Asagami Fujino's speech gradually quickened, and her emotions became increasingly agitated.
"Why, why do I have to get involved in this kind of thing!"
Panting heavily, Fujino looked at the man in front of her who seemed like a puppet no matter how much she vented her emotions, and she was on the verge of collapse.
Honestly, I did something stupid again.
She simply wanted to get rid of this guy and stop living the normal life she wanted.
So that he could continue to pretend to be a normal person.
If this routine is disrupted again, then what does all these years of taking medication really mean?
"So, please take your familiar and leave my life, okay?"
Asagami Fujino prayed.
"Is this really a good idea? Even if we continue taking that drug, all we'll get is a doll named Asagami Fujino who won't react to any external stimuli, right?"
Matouike responded.
"No, this kind of life is enough! Only by discarding these unknown, strange, and unusual things can we return to a normal life, right?"
Fujino shouted without any basis or reason.
"So you said it yourself, what you wanted to get rid of was that incredible ability to bend objects from a distance, right? And that's why you didn't hesitate to become a puppet even though you knew the drug was problematic?"
Matou Ike said without any burden on his face, completely unconcerned about Asagami Fujino's frozen expression.
"In our line of work, this kind of talent is something you can only dream of. Even if you try to reach the level you were born with, it will take a lot of hard work and dedication."
"This is an innate ability to foul, without any theory or history. Do you really want to give it up?"
Matouike frowned silently.
"Of course! I was treated like a cursed child in the village when I was a child, and I was bullied a lot. I was hated by my adoptive father and treated like a monster."
With a soft rustling sound, she took another step forward.
"How could you possibly understand this feeling? So as long as I seal this ability and disguise it well, I'll be normal!"
"Who could understand what you're saying?"
Fu? Even Angra Mainyu tilted his head in surprise as he looked at Matou Ike.
The words coming out of this person's mouth are absolutely vicious.
Shouldn't the unfolding events at this point be addressed by using the approach of Yassasi (a Buddhist concept) to influence, persuade, and forgive?
In a proper conversation, shouldn't the next sentence be something like, "I understand, I've had similar worries too..."?
Quite abruptly—Fujino developed a strange feeling towards this person.
In the past, as long as she put on this act, even her father, who loathed her like hell, would put on a slightly more tolerant face.
But it didn't work when I was facing this man today.
What she saw in the eyes of the man before her was only—
A doll, and this doll is her, named Asagami Fujino.
That's right, the man in front of her had seen through her true nature.
Because of the lack of pain, the emotions such as sadness, pity, and loss that arise from it do not develop in the same way as those of a normal person.
Most of the reactions were just imitations by Fujino.
It's just a reason for me to cry properly.
Just like a child who actively seeks adult affection, Fujino's mind is still in the state before she was four years old and hadn't taken medication.
"Is this really good?"
The words she had heard before were repeated by the man in front of her.
“Of course!” Fujino replied decisively.
"No, I mean, is it really okay to keep acting like this?"
Matou Ike stood up, a bottle of pills appearing in his hand at some point.
Fujino's pupils contracted; this was exactly what her father had brought back today.
"To be honest, the performance you three put on while you were eating downstairs was really disgusting."
Matou Ike paused, poured the pill into his palm, glanced at it, and continued:
"Although I was just an audience member who accidentally stumbled in, your kind of performances where you are both actors and audience members have reached a point where even you yourselves are disgusted, haven't you?"
"I guess it won't be long before your individual film crews collapse on their own, right?"
Chapter 285: Distorted Demonic Eye (two-in-one)
Before I knew it, the sun outside the window had completely set, its last rays swallowed by the distant mountains.
That daytime scene, which seemed to be painted with just simple blue paint, was swallowed up by raging dark clouds after nightfall, like a nightmare.
"What do you mean?" Fujino's voice suddenly lowered, her eyes sharp as knives as she stared directly at Matou Ike.
"Don't look at me like that, as if you're going to twist me into garbage the next second."
Matou Ike chuckled softly, tossed the pills back into the bottle, and said calmly:
"You three, father and daughters, each play your own role, maintaining a facade of harmony. Your father plays the role of a cold and ruthless controller. Your mother is a submissive and patient woman. And you..."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over her meaningfully. "You are the victim who silently endures all the pain. But what's interesting is that you have no idea what pain really is."
Fujino was startled, and her face turned slightly pale.
"You have no idea about our situation. You've only seen what our house looks like today!"
She spoke stubbornly, her voice trembling slightly, yet she still managed to suppress her emotions.
"Don't you understand?" Matou Ike chuckled, put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the wall, and looked as relaxed as if he had never experienced the fierce battle just now.
He looked out the window at the dark, cloud-covered night sky, his tone tinged with coldness:
"You know it yourself, right? This black fur ball, which is what you call Little En, is my familiar. In other words, in the two months since it came to your side, I have a complete grasp of your situation."
Upon hearing this, Fujino was taken aback, but then calmed down:
"what do you want from me?"
Matou Ike chuckled softly:
"Have you finally figured it out?"
“It’s obvious, otherwise you wouldn’t have started having Xiao…” Asagami Fujino suddenly paused, then continued, “bring your familiar to my side.”
“Good, we can finally communicate normally.” Matou Ike glanced at Angela Mainyu, who was sitting in the corner, looking rather restless.
Then, turning her gaze back to Asagami Fujino, she said:
"Let me introduce myself first. I am a magician, you can think of me as one of those mages in the game. Regarding trading, I personally believe in the principle of equivalent exchange."
Asagami Fujino didn't speak, but just quietly looked at the man in front of her. Her life was already bad enough, but she didn't really expect anything to change.
Therefore, she had no interest in the equivalent exchange that Matou Ike mentioned.
“Next, let’s talk about what you own, since the price and such need to be clearly stated.” Matou Ike said while observing Asagami Fujino’s expression.
"Your original surname was Asagami, right?"
“That’s right,” Fujino nodded in response.
"You may think that the ability you showed when you were a child was just a special phenomenon of yours, but I can tell you that's not the case."
Upon hearing this, Asagami Fujino's expression finally softened slightly, and she couldn't help but ask:
"Are you saying that the misfortune I'm experiencing now is not accidental?"
"That's right. As one of the four great families of exorcism in Japan, the Asagami family has this ability engraved in your blood. In ancient times, people like you might have been revered as great Onmyoji."
Matou Ike smiled and continued:
"Let's talk about the Exorcist Family first. The original meaning of Exorcism is to correct the distortion of nature, that is, the 'demon' thing. It is a unique Japanese magic system devised to protect human society."
"The main enemies of your families are the descendants of humans who have combined with 'demons,' which are beings other than humans—that is, hybrids."
Demons, though existing within the laws of nature, wield unnecessary power to distort its flow.
The mere fact that it appears is a distortion.
Therefore, exorcists will immediately subdue them.
It's somewhat like the relationship between the Dead Apostles and the Holy Church.
With the end of King Arthur's era, the Age of Gods entered a state of complete disappearance.
These hybrids began to compromise with human society and organize themselves, cleverly winning over those in power and becoming the ones who exercised power.
In this way, the four exorcising families naturally had nowhere to stay.
Some families declined, while others revived their families in different ways.
For example, the Ryougi family became the leader of the local underworld, operating with influence in both the legitimate and criminal worlds.
The decline of the Asagami gods was self-inflicted. They raised the captured hybrids as guardian deities, and in the process of continuous mixing, their bloodlines gradually thinned, and in the end, they themselves almost became hybrids.
The method to distinguish whether someone has fallen into evil ways is very simple: blue represents God, and red represents the devil.
After Matouike's explanation, Fujino finally gained a better understanding of her own situation.
"Does that mean that my father—no, my original father—had a way to help me control this ability?"
Upon hearing this, Matou Ike's expression turned somewhat strange.
"Have you forgotten when you started to lose your sense of pain? Was it when you were four years old? And when you came to the Asagami family with your mother, you were already twelve years old, weren't you?"
"How could that be?" Fujino feigned calmness, but her answer was futile and went in circles.
She looked unsteady, radiating an aura that suggested she might collapse at any moment.
"That's right. Your current father is just inheriting the will of your original father, which is why he continues to make you take the medicine. After all, Asagami is just a branch family of Asagami. How could he know how to seal such mystical things?"
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