Chapter 883: Night Parade of One Hundred Demons (24)
When the fat figure stood in front of the little ghost, the little ghost, whose memory was confused, did not recognize who the person was at all. He just felt that the other person was somewhat familiar.
"Big brother...who are you?" The young Inuyama Heita looked up and looked at the figure.
"Tsk, you're not a cute loli!" Ken punched Inuyama Heita on the head. "I hate snotty little brats the most, Ken-sama! My figures are not your toys... No, this is not the time to talk about this, wake up! Inuyama."
The effect of this punch was extremely good. Although the pain was insignificant to Inuyama Heita's current feeling, it did give him a wake-up call. Memories flooded back instantly, reminding him of his real memories.
"Mr. Ken!" Inuyama Heita widened his eyes. Those negative emotions were still constantly washing away his cognition. He didn't know when he would sink again. These emotions were extremely fierce. Sometimes, even if he understood what was the right thing to do, he still couldn't get rid of them and could only try his best to restrain himself.
Ken said quickly, "Inuyama, that woman has too much despair in her body. If an ordinary person had this much despair, they would have committed suicide long ago. But she has accumulated this much despair after absorbing the despair of others. Now you are like one person fighting against the despair of countless people. It's a complete joke to say that you want to completely absorb the despair in her body."
"I understand." Inuyama Heita was a little frustrated. "I thought that after going through so much, as a human being, I could also bear the despair in her, but now it seems that it is completely impossible. Compared with the endurance of humans, she is simply... a [Monster]!"
As his thoughts became clearer, Inuyama Heita, who understood the current situation, became more and more desperate: "I was too naive to think that I could fight her head-on. I am just a newcomer who has been in the industry for less than two years, while she is one of the top exorcists..."
The despair was boundless, and Inuyama Heita suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he had just been immersed in a nightmare. The sober reality made him depressed.
"After forcing the Hope Cult into that state, I never thought I would fall here." Inuyama Heita said with a wry smile, "Mr. Ken, you don't have to block the forces of despair for me anymore. If this goes on, we will all disappear. You should go back to the jade pendant. Maybe if I am still alive, Brother Yi and the others will find a way to save me."
He knew that even as a pure spirit, the negative energy that Ajian could absorb was still limited, and it was impossible to create an opportunity for them to counterattack. If they continued to hold on, it would only be a desperate resistance.
"But you know that this is impossible." Ah Jian became unusually serious. "There is only one result of your failure. That is mental breakdown, being swallowed by despair, and finally committing suicide with that woman, becoming food for the enemy."
"But I have no choice! Mr. Ken!" Inuyama Heita shouted in despair: "The gap between her and me is too big. I don't recognize the reality at all. I can't beat her. I'm too stupid..."
Seeing that Inuyama Heita's will to resist was about to disappear and he would return to his previous cowardly state, Ken said, "There is a way."
"Eh?" Inuyama Heita was stunned and looked at Ken: "What did you say just now?"
"I say, there is still a way." At this time, Ken was no longer smiling, he was very serious: "Absolutely, absolutely do not give up, Inuyama."
Inuyama Heita looked at Ken's serious face and thought of a possibility. He was a little bit unbelievable: "Mr. Ken, the method you mentioned... could it be..."
"That's right, I am the one who has the solution." Mr. Sato walked out slowly from the darkness, still with that mercenary smile on his face.
The appearance of Mr. Sato made Inuyama Heita understand what the method that Ken was talking about was.
"No, Mr. Ken!" Inuyama Heita said in a panic: "Do you want to..."
"Nothing is impossible." Ken interrupted him: "This is the only way now. Inuyama clan, only Mr. Sato's power can compete with Chizuru Hayafune. He is not our enemy. It was clear from the beginning. The reason why Mr. Sato did not help is because the benefits we offered were not enough... In other words, he is a sacrifice. After all, he is also the incarnation of a ghost born out of an urban legend." Ken showed a proud and complacent smile and pointed at himself with his thumb: "And I am also an [Innocent Spirit] after all. It seems that my value among exorcists is quite high. I am qualified to be a sacrifice. I didn't expect that I was despised when I was alive, but my value increased greatly after my death. It's really a pleasant surprise."
"No!" Inuyama Heita refused immediately without even thinking about it.
Mr. Sato said with a smile: "Inuyama-kun, this is not something you can decide. Whether it is possible or not depends on the person involved~"
"Mr. Sato!" Inuyama Heita could not accept this result: "If you need a sacrifice, you can pick something from me! My soul, everything I have, can be given to you. Why do you need a useless otaku like Mr. Ken! He is a glutton and a slut. He is always lazy at work and is totally useless!"
"Hey!" Ah Jian was dissatisfied: "That's too rude!"
Mr. Sato put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "Inuyama-kun, have you forgotten that my image is derived from you? In other words, the things in you, such as soul and consciousness, are completely useless to me. I know you too well. What I need is not something with actual value, but the value itself, because I am a businessman. Mr. Ken is enough for me."
"But..." Inuyama Heita wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Ajian.
"There is no time, Inuyama." Ken smiled and said, "Don't forget, I am already a ghost. I have died once and it is impossible for me to die a second time. I have been guarding downstairs of the office for so many years in a daze. It was you and Brother Yi who woke me up from my obsession. During this time, I lived a fulfilling life...
By the way, let me tell you something. Actually, when I saw the sequel to the game that Nanajo brought out, I could have become a Buddha. The games that we haven't played are the ones that make us most excited. But I didn't do that because I was worried about you and Brother Otoko. I have been waiting for this moment, the moment when I can maximize my value. "
Inuyama Heita's lips were trembling: "...Mr. Ken!"
"Please help me finish that game..." As soon as Ajian finished saying this, he was swallowed by the black water that emerged from Mr. Sato's feet.
"Takeru!!!" Inuyama Heita looked at Mr. Sato with hatred: "Give him back to me...!"
He rushed towards Mr. Sato.
"Oh, that won't do." Mr. Sato kept a weird smile and snapped his fingers: "Inuyama-kun, you should take care of yourself first..."
"——After all, I only promised Mr. Jian to help you deal with that woman's despair. You still need to face your own despair by yourself."
MR. Sato disappeared, and the echo of his words lingered in Inuyama Heita's ears. As the snap of his fingers sounded, Inuyama Heita was surprised to find himself in the building in his childhood nightmare again. He was still as thin and short as he was then.
But at this moment, Inuyama Heita became more determined. He looked up at the tall figures in the distance of the corridor and murmured:
"I will defeat them this time, Mr. Jian."
As he spoke, the short and skinny kid walked towards the shadows with determination.
(End of this chapter)
When the fat figure stood in front of the little ghost, the little ghost, whose memory was confused, did not recognize who the person was at all. He just felt that the other person was somewhat familiar.
"Big brother...who are you?" The young Inuyama Heita looked up and looked at the figure.
"Tsk, you're not a cute loli!" Ken punched Inuyama Heita on the head. "I hate snotty little brats the most, Ken-sama! My figures are not your toys... No, this is not the time to talk about this, wake up! Inuyama."
The effect of this punch was extremely good. Although the pain was insignificant to Inuyama Heita's current feeling, it did give him a wake-up call. Memories flooded back instantly, reminding him of his real memories.
"Mr. Ken!" Inuyama Heita widened his eyes. Those negative emotions were still constantly washing away his cognition. He didn't know when he would sink again. These emotions were extremely fierce. Sometimes, even if he understood what was the right thing to do, he still couldn't get rid of them and could only try his best to restrain himself.
Ken said quickly, "Inuyama, that woman has too much despair in her body. If an ordinary person had this much despair, they would have committed suicide long ago. But she has accumulated this much despair after absorbing the despair of others. Now you are like one person fighting against the despair of countless people. It's a complete joke to say that you want to completely absorb the despair in her body."
"I understand." Inuyama Heita was a little frustrated. "I thought that after going through so much, as a human being, I could also bear the despair in her, but now it seems that it is completely impossible. Compared with the endurance of humans, she is simply... a [Monster]!"
As his thoughts became clearer, Inuyama Heita, who understood the current situation, became more and more desperate: "I was too naive to think that I could fight her head-on. I am just a newcomer who has been in the industry for less than two years, while she is one of the top exorcists..."
The despair was boundless, and Inuyama Heita suddenly felt that it was a good thing that he had just been immersed in a nightmare. The sober reality made him depressed.
"After forcing the Hope Cult into that state, I never thought I would fall here." Inuyama Heita said with a wry smile, "Mr. Ken, you don't have to block the forces of despair for me anymore. If this goes on, we will all disappear. You should go back to the jade pendant. Maybe if I am still alive, Brother Yi and the others will find a way to save me."
He knew that even as a pure spirit, the negative energy that Ajian could absorb was still limited, and it was impossible to create an opportunity for them to counterattack. If they continued to hold on, it would only be a desperate resistance.
"But you know that this is impossible." Ah Jian became unusually serious. "There is only one result of your failure. That is mental breakdown, being swallowed by despair, and finally committing suicide with that woman, becoming food for the enemy."
"But I have no choice! Mr. Ken!" Inuyama Heita shouted in despair: "The gap between her and me is too big. I don't recognize the reality at all. I can't beat her. I'm too stupid..."
Seeing that Inuyama Heita's will to resist was about to disappear and he would return to his previous cowardly state, Ken said, "There is a way."
"Eh?" Inuyama Heita was stunned and looked at Ken: "What did you say just now?"
"I say, there is still a way." At this time, Ken was no longer smiling, he was very serious: "Absolutely, absolutely do not give up, Inuyama."
Inuyama Heita looked at Ken's serious face and thought of a possibility. He was a little bit unbelievable: "Mr. Ken, the method you mentioned... could it be..."
"That's right, I am the one who has the solution." Mr. Sato walked out slowly from the darkness, still with that mercenary smile on his face.
The appearance of Mr. Sato made Inuyama Heita understand what the method that Ken was talking about was.
"No, Mr. Ken!" Inuyama Heita said in a panic: "Do you want to..."
"Nothing is impossible." Ken interrupted him: "This is the only way now. Inuyama clan, only Mr. Sato's power can compete with Chizuru Hayafune. He is not our enemy. It was clear from the beginning. The reason why Mr. Sato did not help is because the benefits we offered were not enough... In other words, he is a sacrifice. After all, he is also the incarnation of a ghost born out of an urban legend." Ken showed a proud and complacent smile and pointed at himself with his thumb: "And I am also an [Innocent Spirit] after all. It seems that my value among exorcists is quite high. I am qualified to be a sacrifice. I didn't expect that I was despised when I was alive, but my value increased greatly after my death. It's really a pleasant surprise."
"No!" Inuyama Heita refused immediately without even thinking about it.
Mr. Sato said with a smile: "Inuyama-kun, this is not something you can decide. Whether it is possible or not depends on the person involved~"
"Mr. Sato!" Inuyama Heita could not accept this result: "If you need a sacrifice, you can pick something from me! My soul, everything I have, can be given to you. Why do you need a useless otaku like Mr. Ken! He is a glutton and a slut. He is always lazy at work and is totally useless!"
"Hey!" Ah Jian was dissatisfied: "That's too rude!"
Mr. Sato put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "Inuyama-kun, have you forgotten that my image is derived from you? In other words, the things in you, such as soul and consciousness, are completely useless to me. I know you too well. What I need is not something with actual value, but the value itself, because I am a businessman. Mr. Ken is enough for me."
"But..." Inuyama Heita wanted to say something else, but was interrupted by Ajian.
"There is no time, Inuyama." Ken smiled and said, "Don't forget, I am already a ghost. I have died once and it is impossible for me to die a second time. I have been guarding downstairs of the office for so many years in a daze. It was you and Brother Yi who woke me up from my obsession. During this time, I lived a fulfilling life...
By the way, let me tell you something. Actually, when I saw the sequel to the game that Nanajo brought out, I could have become a Buddha. The games that we haven't played are the ones that make us most excited. But I didn't do that because I was worried about you and Brother Otoko. I have been waiting for this moment, the moment when I can maximize my value. "
Inuyama Heita's lips were trembling: "...Mr. Ken!"
"Please help me finish that game..." As soon as Ajian finished saying this, he was swallowed by the black water that emerged from Mr. Sato's feet.
"Takeru!!!" Inuyama Heita looked at Mr. Sato with hatred: "Give him back to me...!"
He rushed towards Mr. Sato.
"Oh, that won't do." Mr. Sato kept a weird smile and snapped his fingers: "Inuyama-kun, you should take care of yourself first..."
"——After all, I only promised Mr. Jian to help you deal with that woman's despair. You still need to face your own despair by yourself."
MR. Sato disappeared, and the echo of his words lingered in Inuyama Heita's ears. As the snap of his fingers sounded, Inuyama Heita was surprised to find himself in the building in his childhood nightmare again. He was still as thin and short as he was then.
But at this moment, Inuyama Heita became more determined. He looked up at the tall figures in the distance of the corridor and murmured:
"I will defeat them this time, Mr. Jian."
As he spoke, the short and skinny kid walked towards the shadows with determination.
(End of this chapter)
