In the eyes of the Mother, as the thin girl stood there, her lips slightly trembling, repeating to the Mother again and again,
"My magic... Magic... Magic... Magic..."
Such foolish words made the woman even angrier, and she fiercely choked the little girl’s neck and shouted at her,
"What... What magic are you talking about, you idiot, there is no magic, it’s all lies! Stop moving!"
But the woman did not expect that after she said these words, the little girl, who hadn’t moved for a long ti, suddenly raised her head in her arms, looking directly at her.
At that mont, the woman saw an extrely terrifying look in her eyes, those deep and vacant eyes seed to harbor a sense of obliteration as if a skinned monster was confirming the answer to a question with her.
Those eyes made the woman suddenly forget that she was still on the edge of a high building, and the physiological discomfort of the horror from the girl made her retreat continuously, until she stepped into the void, falling straight down.
"Asu..."
In the mont of weightlessness, the woman was startled for a mont, then reached out her hand towards the little girl, seemingly wanting to grab her, but the little girl just stared at her blankly, letting her fall to the bottom of the building.
"Quickly! The suspect fell! Get the girl!"
At that mont, as if blessed by the goddess of fortune, everyone rushed to the edge of the rooftop, saving the little girl who was almost just skin and bones.
On that day, she left her Mother forever, returning to her father’s side.
Asuka Tangze incredulously looked at the little girl who was tightly held in the arms of her father, who was wearing a kasaya, outside the Gate, and in her mind, many mories surged up once again.
Her heart twisted in pain as she clutched her chest, constantly trying to retreat from the scene outside the Gate, back into her small room.
At this mont, the scene outside the Gate transford back into the Buddha’s temple, and after her father, a monk, brought the girl back to their ancestral temple in the Capital City, he suddenly found that his daughter’s heart had sohow beco riddled with holes, especially after her Mother died and after the complete negation of Magic.
The doctor said she had a very severe bipolar disorder; sotis she would beco extrely angry and destroy everything she could see, including her own body; other tis, she would seek an internal death as if she was a corpse drained of all strength and faith.
Maybe even this devoutly Buddhist father couldn’t understand why Asuka, whom that woman treated like that, was still troubled by that woman’s death and even tornted herself like this in her heart.
"Oh Buddha, my daughter is such a gentle person; she should be a person with great wisdom and compassion. Why does she have to suffer like this? I vow to sincerely fast and chant teachings day and night, only pleading for the Buddha’s protection for her..."
Indeed, that little girl was truly an extrely gentle person.
She just suddenly rembered, as she was being tornted by her ntal illness, worsening day by day, and almost wished to end her life in front of the Buddha, she saw her father in the Buddhist hall, praying for her day and night while knocking the wooden fish.
The sounds accompanying her in her tortured sleeps were the knocks of her father... The chants engraved in her mind were the recitation of Buddhist Scripture by her father...
Once again, perhaps simply not to disappoint her father, she wanted to try hard once more.
So from that day onward, her father surprisingly found that his daughter’s ntal illness suddenly and miraculously healed.
He joyfully thanked the Buddha, believing the Buddha helped his daughter, making her benevolent and free after conversion.
Because, starting that day, his daughter began transcribing Buddhist Scripture herself, which is proof of being bathed in Buddha’s light!
Yet he didn’t notice anything amiss, neither did the doctors assisting Asuka Tangze in her treatnt, nor did Asuka Tangze herself...
She was adept at deceiving everyone, including herself.
Because she didn’t want to disappoint her father, just as she didn’t want to disappoint her Mother in the past, she relied on Magic...
Perhaps because of receiving too little, she cherished everything she had imnsely.
So, why, after entering high school, did no one bully her?
The scene outside the Gate slightly changed, transforming into several female classmates pulling Asuka Tangze into the restroom to give her a "freshman orientation".
As they intended to whip off the coat of Asuka Tangze, who did not resist and just quietly watched them, the densely written Buddhist Scriptures neatly inked on her body suddenly revealed themselves...
So why, during high school, couldn’t she learn anything correctly when she was obviously so smart?
The scene outside the Gate changed slightly, showing the carefully transcribed Buddhist Scriptures inside her backpack, on her textbooks, and her notebooks, where all the teachers in the office stared at her in shock...
The Gate wasn’t closed, yet Asuka Tangze sat dazedly kneeling in her small room, where just a few piles of it barely stood, while behind, a shadow in a Kasaya, a shadow in a lady’s dress just quietly watched her until those shadows entirely transford into ones identical to her.
Until now, Asuka Tangze finally realized that it had always been herself deceiving herself.
Until now, Asuka Tangze finally realized that the so-called Buddhist Scripture, Magic, were, to her, essentially the sa kind of thing.
Asuka Tangze sat on the tatami mat, tilted her head, and looked again at her room.
In front of her, the small room originally covered with howork, with the snowy TV at the front, suddenly changed, turning into its original, most authentic form.
Inside the whole room, everything was densely packed with Buddhist Scriptures.
On the paper, the ceiling, the TV, the table, the howork, her body...
It turns out, she wasn’t watching TV, not doing howork...
Asuka Tangze tilted her head, at this mont, the black ink of the Buddhist Scriptures within the entire room began to all faintly turn a terrifying blood-red, burning like they were rendering the small room in which she kneeled in a layer of crimson...
"滴滴滴..."
"咕噜噜..."
Continuously sinking into the pool water, the seven orifices of Asuka Tangze continuously exuded a scarlet mist like blood until that scarlet, like pollution, completely covered the aura of death and fate of the entire pool, and then seemingly consciously ford one after another, continuously causing terrifying reverberations of Trace above the pool...
"咚咚咚...咚咚...咚..."
And at this mont, the permanent, rhythmic sound of the wooden fish, finally stopped.
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