Asian Girl Completion Manual.

Chapter 502 119. Karasawa Asuka

"Grumbling..."

"Grumbling..."

Karasawa Asuka with empty eyes just sank into the abyss-like pool surrounded by the breath of death.

Above, the sound of fierce fighting, the hysterical shouting, and the ear-piercing cry of a baby are all moving away a little bit, like peeling eggshells, peeling away bit by bit from Karazawa Asuka's ears.

She sank motionless, letting wisps of scarlet blood mist flow out from the wound on her lower abdomen, the lighter blood mist surged upwards, while the heavier one sank downwards, at this moment, she seemed to be walking On the way to death, away from everything above, that made her die.

What is she thinking at this moment?

regret?angry?sad?

maybe nothing...

Karasawa Asuka was unexpectedly numb, as if she was used to it, as if she didn't care at all...

At the moment, she just feels cold, dark and silent.

so cold...so cold...

Accompanied by this seemingly endless coldness and silence, Karasawa Asuka thought dully and monotonously.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

That is, at the same time and at the same moment, an extremely distant and uninterrupted sound of wooden fish came from her ears from nowhere.

It seemed that it was the first time she heard such a voice, but Asuka Tangze felt that such a voice was very kind and very familiar.

what…

I remembered, this is the sound of wooden fish in Dad's monastery.

When this thought appeared, it wasn't just the sound, the tip of her nose no longer felt suffocated, and a faint, pleasant fragrance of Buddha filled the air, and her eyes quickly brightened again.

At this moment, what appeared in front of her was a small room with only a few and a half stacks.

On the cold tatami, she knelt and sat next to the sliding wooden door, staring blankly at the homework on the narrow table in front of her.

"Thus I heard...for a while...the Buddha was in Sravasti..."

A small TV with a snowflake screen, the faint sound of chanting outside the door, the sound of a wooden fish that seems to be right in front of your ears...

"Asuka..."

Outside the door, a calm female voice resounded suddenly, like a thunderclap exploding in Asuka Tangze's mind, bringing her dull expression back to life little by little.

She gasped continuously, her body trembled like sifting chaff, and while tears kept falling from her eye sockets, those brown eyes narrowed to the extreme, and she slowly looked towards the closed sliding door next to her.

Outside the wooden door, a woman with hot curly hair sat quietly outside. The outline of her face seemed to be able to see Karasawa Asuka from the air, watching her calmly.

The calm, just an ordinary female voice sounded again from the shadow's mouth, and she said,
"Asuka..."

"mom, Mom, Mom…"

Tang Ze Asuka's face was filled with tears of fear, she stared straight at the shadow behind the door, her mind went blank.

"Asuka...open the door..."

"But...but Dad said...you can't open the door..."

"Dad said...?"

"Ah."

The sound of the wooden fish kept ringing, and the shadow of the woman outside the door remained motionless. After a long pause, her smiling voice sounded again,

"But... Asuka, didn't you close the door yourself?"

"I?"

"Ah, yes..."

"Kakakakakakaka!!!"

As the woman's voice rang out one after another, the entire door shook suddenly. Obviously no one touched it, but it seemed to be constantly being tried to open and then stopped by another force...

"Did you forget, you used [magic] to close it?"

Tang Ze Asuka's eyes narrowed suddenly, the next moment, the wooden door couldn't control the trembling anymore, and then it was suddenly pushed open in front of Tang Ze Asuka, revealing the darkness outside.

At this moment, Karasawa Asuka's consciousness continued to sink, she seemed to have returned to Tokyo, Japan, where there were many tall buildings and mansions, and was full of luxury and money, and she had returned to the huge but extremely cold house in Sorayu.

The lights were not turned on in the house because my mother said turning them on would waste electricity.

A small girl in a primary school uniform was sitting blankly in the corner of the living room with her schoolbag in her arms. Her face was pale and her body was trembling slightly due to the low temperature of early winter.

"Grumble~"

On the wall, the clock slowly moved towards nine o'clock, and the little girl's stomach kept making noises, causing severe colic and reminding its owner that it was very hungry.

But my mother hasn't come back yet, and she doesn't want to give me money, but I'm very hungry...

The little girl was so hungry that her stomach hurt, and she couldn't think of a way, so she glanced at the empty room. Finally, she couldn't help but act against her mother—she took away the untied clothes that her mother had scattered on the sofa. Putting one on his body, he looked around and came to the front of the TV. After hesitating for a long time, he finally pressed the TV's power button...

God, even turning on the TV and putting on her mother's summer clothes made the little girl feel her heart racing and flustered.

However, my mother won't come back until ten o'clock in the evening, as long as I turn off the TV before that, she won't know...

The TV station did not pay, and there were only a few stations that the little girl didn't know at all, and one of them was broadcasting animation.

"Grumble~"

In the dim room, the dim light of the TV covered the little girl's expression immersed in it, and the sound of the animation performance covered her shivering from the cold and the sound of her stomach rumbling from hunger.

"I'm going to use a magic to pack you into a princess to attend the prince's banquet, Cinderella... You will have gorgeous costumes, exquisite hair, expensive carriages and loyal servants..."

"My God, magic is so amazing."

"But there is a premise, the magic will expire before midnight, and you must come back before then."

"I promise to do it."

The thin little girl in front of the TV stared blankly at the beautiful Cinderella in the picture, her eyes brightened involuntarily.

magic…

so amazing…

How great would it be if he could also use magic?

I don't need such exquisite clothes and servants, and I don't need a prince, as long as I don't feel hungry or hurt or cry.

But it can't expire at midnight, otherwise, if my mother forgets to give me money after drinking, the magic will expire and I will wake up hungry in the middle of the night...

The little girl immediately combined her own life, thinking so.

Suddenly, a brilliant idea flooded into her mind.

Cinderella's fairy godmother casts spells with a staff, and the magic is invisible at all. I'm afraid it will be blown away by the wind at night.If you write down the magic with a pen, won't the magic never work as long as you don't take a bath?

The little girl stood up happily, looking for a pen that could be used to write [Magic].

The pencils in my bag are not good, the pencil handwriting will fall off soon; the mother of the colored pencils didn’t give me money, so I didn’t buy them. I usually borrow them from others, but because I keep borrowing them, they are very unhappy. I asked myself to buy it, I was a little embarrassed, so I didn't borrow it again...

The little girl searched the whole room, but she found nothing except bills for various drinks and cosmetics.

She had no choice but to go to her mother's dressing table to get a pen she used to draw eyeliner.

As if committing a crime, her heart was beating fast, because once her mother found out that she had touched her expensive cosmetics, she would definitely...

But fortunately, today she was not found.

So, she finally got what she wanted.

She shivered and returned to the front of the TV, and sat in front of the TV with a smile on her face. With the faint light of the TV, she lifted off her uniform and wrote a line of "magic magic" in Japanese on her arm crookedly. ".

she wrote,
"Karazawa Asuka will never be hungry."

As she solemnly dropped this line of "magic", she immediately pursed her lips, and looked down at her stomach as if confirming it.

And the amazing thing is that after the "magic" was completed, her stomach seemed to be no longer hungry, and it stopped ringing.

Magic, for real!

Her eyes lit up slightly, and she looked at the animation on the TV in front of her as if she had discovered a new world.

Although I have never seen a fairy godmother like Cinderella, maybe she has taught me her magic?
"Boom thump. thump."

But even for this little girl, one [magic] is obviously not enough.

With the accompaniment of the softer wooden fish sound, more and more [magic] in her hands and body, for this reason, she even secretly took a hundred yen from her mother, and went outside to buy a special one for use. A pen that expresses magic.

"The place where Asuka Karasawa was spanked by her mother will never hurt."

Because the place where I was hit will feel very painful, but if I have this magic, I will not be afraid of my mother hitting me.

"When Karasawa Asuka is scolded by her mother, she will never be sad or cry."

Because when I am scolded, I want to cry very much, and my heart hurts, but my mother doesn't like crying by herself, so she will be beaten.Although I have the magic that won't hurt when I get hit, I really don't like to cry.

"Asuka Karasawa won't feel ashamed at school."

Because I have nothing, my friends don't play with me, and if the clothes are torn, they will laugh at me, but if I have this magic, I won't feel ashamed.

"Asuka Karasawa doesn't ask mom questions."

Although the teacher always praised me for being smart and encouraged me to ask more questions, saying that I would be great in the future, my mother didn't like to ask me questions, especially about her and why I had no food to eat.

Mom feels that her questions will hurt her, so even if she wants to ask questions, she can't say them.

Although the teacher seemed a little disappointed after I didn't ask the question, so let's add another magic,

"Asuka Karasawa can ask questions at school, but not at home."

Those lines of words, lines of crooked magic seemed to really bloom with magical power.

The little girl is still getting thinner and thinner, with more and more bruises on her body, and more and more numbness on her face.

But presumably, the magic worked.

"Boom!"

Until one night when there was a loud thunder and thick dark clouds in the sky, even the little girl who no longer paid attention to the outside world and had an expressionless face felt that the atmosphere in Tokyo seemed to have changed overnight .

People ran to each other screaming and cursing and crying, saying they were out of debt, that they had nothing left, that they wanted to die right away.

The neon lights were still flickering, but the bubble of luxury and wealth burst silently, throwing the floating people down from the sky heavily, smashing them to pieces.

The little girl stared blankly at the crying people below. Even though she hadn't had dinner, she might have gotten used to it.

She couldn't hear the sound of her stomach, and she couldn't feel the hunger in her stomach, it was the magic that helped her.

"Asuka! Great! You're here!"

At this moment, the door behind him suddenly opened, but it was clearly not until seven o'clock today, and my mother came back now.

The messy woman outside the door looked at the little girl in the house, as if grasping the straw of hope, she grabbed the little girl's arm wrapped in the student uniform and forcefully pulled her out of the room pulled out.

"With you, that guy will definitely help me pay back the money. No, I have to call him quickly. That monk has a temple at home, so it will be fine."

As a "hostage", the little girl didn't know that she had become a bargaining chip for her mother to blackmail her father whom she rarely met for money, until she was dragged to the top floor of a high-rise building by her mother, until she gave her father who was far away in Kyoto a call. It was not until the mother held the little girl in her arms and stood on the edge of the building for several hours that the police noticed that a woman driven crazy by huge debts was holding her daughter on the verge of death.

Too many people have died in this period of time, things like this shouldn't be paid attention to, but no matter which society it is, it is extremely tolerant towards children.

Just as the little girl's mother thought, when she held the girl in her arms as a bargaining chip and threatened the monks in Kyoto to sell the temple to pay back the money for her, everyone began to pay attention to the face that was always in her arms at this moment. The expressionless, skinny girl who seemed to have nothing to do with her.

"Ma'am, calm down! The person you are looking for will be here soon! Stay away from the rooftop! Your daughter is still so young, everything can be discussed!"

"Discuss!? Do you know how much I owe? If you don't have any money, you might as well just die, but I'm still so young, how can I?"

"Boom!"

The mother behind her was hysterical, and the policemen who surrounded the rooftop in front of her were sweating profusely. Even the reporters who came here for the news could not help but feel worried about the little girl who was only ten centimeters away from the edge of the rooftop. Thick, thunderous, shrouded Tokyo at this moment.

However, that girl was unexpectedly indifferent, she just stared blankly at everything in front of her, as if everything had nothing to do with her, standing in her mother's arms like a puppet.

The reporter thought she was dumbfounded, and the photos she took showed her thin, disheveled face.

"Get out of the way! The father of the child is here!"

"Drip."

It was not until a long time later that a man in cassock walked out of the stairs on the roof holding a Buddhist bead, and the father of the little girl wearing glasses finally appeared.

His heart is weak, and he often recites Buddha piously, which fills his heart with compassion and softness, but it also reduces the anger of King Ming. Even when he sees the poor girl who has not seen for a long time and has become completely different, his heart is sad. Still far greater than anger.

"Hurry up, sell the temple, or I'll jump off with Asuka! It's all your fault today!"

"But. Even if you sell the temple, it still won't pay the amount of money you owe. You put Asuka down first, and we can discuss a solution."

"Are you kidding me? Come on! Come on!"

Parents' quarrels, whispers around, but the little girl couldn't hear anything.

I'm not afraid, because before I came up, I drew magic in my clothes.

As long as there is magic.
The little girl glanced down at her sleeve, and half of a line of text was exposed under the cover of the school uniform that had become a little shorter and no longer fit.
"No matter what happens, Karasawa Asuka will not be afraid."

"Drip."

"Boom!"

But in the next second, in Karasawa Asuka's calm and numb eyes, a drop of rain suddenly fell from the sky and landed on her arm, just at the end of that line of [magic], and the words that fell with cheap brushwork It's a little blurry.

It turned out that it was going to rain.

No one knew why, when the mother was bargaining angrily, when the father bowed his head and chanted Buddhist scriptures to pray for blessings, and when the police stepped forward to persuade him, why the little girl in the woman's arms suddenly trembled like sifting chaff.

Her already yellow face had turned completely pale at this moment, and her pupils shrank unbelievably, looking at the black ink flowing down the drop of rain on her hand.

Soon, as more rain fell, the second half of the handwriting also began to become extremely blurred.

but
but
But my magic does.
So scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared, so scared.
what.
"Boom!"

"Hurry up and give me the money!! Asuka, stop moving!"

At this moment, the woman who felt the shaking of the little girl in her arms gave her a hard slap with her hands angrily, just like in the past, and the little girl didn't respond at all just like the sandbags in the past.

In her mother's eyes, when the thin girl's lips trembled slightly, she told her mother over and over again,

"My Magic. Magic Magic Magic"

Such stupid words made the woman even more angry. She grabbed the little girl's neck fiercely and shouted at her,
"What. What kind of magic are you talking about, you stupid pig, where there is any magic, it's all a lie! Stop moving!"

But the woman didn't expect that after she finished speaking, the little girl who hadn't moved for a long time suddenly raised her head in the woman's arms and looked straight at her.

At that moment, the woman saw an extremely terrifying gaze. In those deep and dull eyes, there seemed to be a sense of annihilation of a collapsed building, as if a monster in human skin was confirming the answer to her question.

Those eyes made the woman suddenly forget that she was still on the edge of the tall building at the moment, and the physically uncomfortable horror emanating from the girl made her keep backing away until she stepped on the ground and fell straight down.

"Tomorrow. Incense?"

At the moment of weightlessness, the woman was surprised for a moment, and then stretched out her hand towards the little girl, as if she wanted to grab her, but the little girl just stared at her blankly, letting her fall to the ground without moving. Under the tall building.

"Quick! The suspect has fallen! Hug that girl!"

At that moment, as if favored by the goddess of luck, everyone rushed to the edge of the roof and rescued the little girl whose skeleton was almost covered with skin.

On that day, she left her mother forever and returned to her father.

Karasawa Asuka who pushed open the door looked in disbelief at the little girl outside the door who was tightly hugged by her father in cassock, and so many memories flooded her mind again.

She clutched her heart in agony, constantly wanting to retreat from the scene outside the door and return to her small room.

But at this moment, the scene outside the door changed back to the temple again. When the monk father brought the girl back to the ancestral temple in Kyoto, he suddenly discovered that his daughter's heart had changed. It was riddled with holes, especially after her mother died, especially after [Magic] was completely denied.

The doctor said that she suffered from a very serious bipolar disorder. Sometimes she would lose control of her extreme anger and destroy everything she could see, including her own body; sometimes she would be drained of all strength and belief. , looking for inner death like a dead body.

Perhaps even this pious and Buddhist father can't understand why she still has a heart for that woman's death even though that woman treated Asuka like this, and even tortured herself inwardly like this.

"Lord Buddha, my daughter is such a gentle person. She should be a person of great wisdom and compassion. Why is she suffering like this? I would like to fast sincerely, recite teachings day and night, and only ask Lord Buddha to bless her. "

Yes, that little girl was indeed an extremely gentle person.

It was only at this moment that she suddenly remembered that when she was tortured by mental illness, which became more and more serious day by day, and wished she could commit suicide in front of the Buddha immediately, she saw people in the Buddhist hall beating wooden fish day and night to pray for her. Father.

The sound that accompanied her sleeping in mental torment turned out to be the sound of her father beating the wooden fish. The words that lingered in my ears and engraved in my mind turned out to be the Buddhist scriptures my father recited
Again, perhaps just to not disappoint her father, she wanted to try again.

So, from that day on, the father was surprised to find that his daughter's mental illness was suddenly and miraculously cured.

He happily expressed his gratitude to the Buddha, thinking that the Buddha helped his daughter and made her become good and free after converting.

Because from that day on, my daughter began to copy Buddhist scriptures by herself, which is the proof of bathing in Buddha's light!

It's just that he didn't realize that something was wrong at all, and none of the doctors who helped Karasawa Asuka's diagnosis and treatment realized that something was wrong, and even Karasawa Asuka herself didn't realize that something was wrong
She is good at deceiving everyone, including herself.

Because she didn't want to disappoint her father, like before, she didn't want to disappoint her mother, so she used magic.
Perhaps it was because she got so little that she cherished everything she could have.

So, why, after I entered high school, no one bullied me?
The scene outside the door changed slightly, and it became the time when several female classmates dragged Asuka Karasawa into the toilet and were about to give her "freshman education".

When they were playfully trying to take off the jacket of Asuka Karasawa without any resistance in front of them, and just watched them quietly, the densely written Buddhist scriptures on the body with neat brushes appeared in an instant. Out
So, why is it that I couldn't learn anything in high school, obviously I was so smart.

The scene outside the door changed slightly, until the densely and neatly copied Buddhist scriptures in the schoolbag, textbooks, and homework were displayed, all the teachers in the entire office stared at her in horror.
The door was not closed, but Karazawa Asuka knelt and sat blankly in the room where she only had a few and a half stacks. Behind her, a shadow in a cassock and a shadow in a lady's dress looked at her quietly until that time. The two shadows changed completely, and became exactly the same as her.

Until now, Karazawa Asuka finally realized that she had been deceiving herself all along.

Until now, Karasawa Asuka finally realized that the so-called [Buddhist scriptures] and [magic] are the same thing to her.

Karasawa Asuka sat on the tatami, tilted her head, and looked at her room again.

In front of him, the small room that was originally paved with homework and with a snowflake TV in front of it suddenly changed drastically, into its most original and real appearance.

Throughout the room, there are densely packed Buddhist scriptures.

On paper, on the ceiling, on TV, on the desktop, on homework, on your own body
It turned out that I was not watching TV or doing my homework.
Tang Ze Asuka tilted her head, and at this moment, the originally black ink on the Buddhist scriptures in the entire room began to glow with a terrifying blood color, rendering the entire small room where she was kneeling like a fire. layer scarlet.
"Drip drip"

"Grumpy"

At this time, from the seven orifices of Asuka Karasawa who was sinking in the pool, a stream of scarlet like blood mist suddenly gushed out continuously, until the scarlet like pollution wiped out the death and fate of the entire pool. It was completely covered by the breath of the water, and then it seemed to be consciously above the pool, forming regular [traces] that constantly aroused the terrifying echoes from outside the world.
"Dong dong dong dong dong."

That is, at the same moment, the constant and regular wooden fish sound in her head finally stopped.

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