death of hope

Chapter 817 "Wild Growth" (233) Psychic Awakening (Part 2)

“Boom boom boom!

Yuna! Are you okay? ! "

Jinguji Takashi knocked on the door anxiously, and after getting permission, he came in, hugged his sister, and patted her back gently to comfort her:

"Okay, okay, it's all over. It's all coincidence. Don't feel any psychological pressure, my dear sister~"

Yuna threw herself on her brother's broad chest, her clothes soaked with tears.

She knew that her brother was lying, and she knew that the source of all these misfortunes was herself.

Without me as a burden, my brother could have lived a better life.
Instead of being like now, working everywhere to earn money for rent, and occasionally having to fight underground boxing to supplement the family income.

When she thought of this, Jinguji Yuna's guilt became stronger. She had had enough of this and thought unwillingly;
why? !

Why is it that my soul is imprisoned in a beautiful cursed body even though I have good intentions and am willing to help others?
She would rather be born ugly and ordinary.
Like a tenacious wild flower crawling out of a crack in a wall, at least it won’t lose control and bring disaster and misfortune to others…

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The next morning, Yuna, who was severely sleep-deprived, fell asleep in class again.
In her dream, her prince charming ran towards her holding a bouquet of flowers.

Suddenly, the transformer exploded, and the flying burning metal parts smashed the prince's bones and broke his muscles.

She ran over and tried to rescue the prince, but she tore off his arm with all her strength, and watched as the prince's remains were burned into a pile of charred skulls...

Yuna was awakened by a nightmare again, screaming hysterically. The desks and chairs fell over, and she fell to the ground, covered in cold sweat.

When I looked up, I saw a series of formulas written on the blackboard, and the algebra teacher was staring at me with a frown.

The bad girls were whispering and laughing quietly. They were jealous of Yuna's beauty and wished she would be embarrassed or die...

Due to continuous disruption of the class, Yuna, a top-ranked student, was "asked" to leave the classroom again, and the teacher suggested that she rest at home for a few days.

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On the way home, Yuna stared at the ground, feeling hopeless.
At the station, a gangster in a leather jacket whistled at her, made rude gestures at her, and approached her with bad intentions. Fortunately, the bus arrived at the station and Yuna hurried to get on.

Along the way, she leaned her head against the car window, her eyes as tired as a 100-year-old woman.
Without my brother, Toru, and Britney by my side, everything in this city seems to have become gray and hopeless.

When the bus stopped at a red light, screams were heard from the street.

The electric wheelchair suddenly lost control and drove the old man off the sidewalk, about to be crushed by a turning dump truck, but the driver had no sight of the blind spot at all.

At the critical moment, the old man's skinny body floated up, moved horizontally to the green belt, and then gently landed among the flowers.
The next second, the wheels of the dump truck crushed the electric wheelchair to pieces, and the crushed power battery burst into flames...

Passengers on the bus who witnessed this exclaimed:
"Did you just see that?!"

Another passenger said, "I saw it! The old man is floating!"

"Is it filming a movie?"

"This stunt is too real." "It must be a young actor who put on makeup to look like an old man and was suspended by a very thin rope."

"Uh... were they really filming a movie just now?

I didn’t see the camera, I just saw the old guy getting nearly ground to a pulp.”

·
The passengers were chatting animatedly, but Yuna was filled with surprise.

Several kind people went into the green belt, lifted the old man up and gently placed him on a bench by the roadside, and called 911 for help.

At this time, the green light came on and the bus drove away.

Jinguji Yuna widened her eyes and stared at the lines on her palm in disbelief:
(What was that just now...was I dreaming...?)
After returning home, Yuna locked herself in the room.
I was not in the mood to study, and I forgot to cook. I stared blankly at the bare wall.

Living in such a depressing environment, the sister's depression has not been for just one or two days. Long Jun felt very distressed. He tied an apron, prepared meals, and gently called his sister to come and eat.

On TV, the reporter handed the microphone to a witness:
“I was there and saw it clearly!

A second before the dump truck hit the wheelchair, the old man flew up and then landed lightly on the green belt. If that wasn't a movie, it must be a special ability!"

Another interviewee took the microphone and complained: "What special ability? How old are you? You've watched too many cartoons, right? The old man was obviously thrown out by the inertia of the wheelchair."

"Thrown out? Impossible! Can it float if thrown out? Old man Newton's coffin will not be able to hold it down!
I swear I saw it! The old man landed as lightly as a feather. If it wasn't a special ability, it must be a fucking miracle! Buddha, Jesus, Odin and Zeus all appeared together!"

The two interviewees fought for the microphone and started arguing with spit flying everywhere. Jinguji Takatoshi was holding a bowl and looking at the TV screen with a silly smile:

"Hahaha, these two guys are so funny~"

Yuna held her chopsticks in her hand, lost in thought:
(That was not a dream this afternoon, it really happened...

I was just thinking... who can save the old man? It would be great if I could use my own abilities...

Then, I really did it... I used my own will... to control this power...)
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That night, Yuna couldn't sleep again.

She draped the quilt over her shoulders, sat at the desk, spinning a pen, staring at the hands of the alarm clock in a daze, and sat like this until dawn.

When the first rays of morning light penetrate the window,
The ballpoint pen was still spinning, but it was not being held by the hand. Instead, it was floating in the air, rotating in the air like the hands of a clock.

Yuna made great progress that night. She had gradually figured out how to use her abilities.

(Why not use this ability that destroys my health and brings me endless troubles to do something meaningful.) She thought.

When her brother called her to have breakfast, Yuna made a bold decision;

Since she only needed a thought to save the old man whom she had never met before from under a dump truck weighing more than ten tons,

Why not stand up bravely and save the prince charming that she has been dreaming of...