Chapter 53

From the very beginning, everyone subconsciously regarded Sadako as a demon that must be eliminated, the big boss, the villain.

But... Chuci narrowed his eyes slightly, unexpectedly obtaining Sadako and Shizuko's memories from the unfinished videotape. He felt pity for this tragic mother and daughter.

Yes, it was pity.

Reflecting on it, did Shizuko do anything wrong in her life? Did she wrong anyone? She was just a tragic, unfortunate woman who met a heartless man.

As for Sadako, in Chuci's heart, apart from her current identity as a terrifying vengeful spirit, she was actually just a simple girl. In fact, from Chuci's observations of her memories, after Shizuko's death, Sadako never used her supernatural powers again, completely living as an ordinary girl.

If not for...

...

Sadako was very repulsed by this father who had suddenly appeared. Her memories before the age of eight had become blurred with time, but the official records clearly told her that the frail, coughing old man before her was her father.

At fifty-four, Sadako was in the middle of her college entrance exams. She quickly calculated that Ikuo Hei had to be in his thirties, which made her even more repulsed by this unfamiliar father. She heard that he was already married and had seduced her mother. A man in his thirties luring a naive girl in her early twenties...

Sadako became increasingly agitated, wanting to go back and confide in Tomoyuki Boku. Perhaps a strong embrace could dispel the dissatisfaction in her heart.

"This is 150,000 yen, all the savings I've accumulated over the years through hard work. I hope you won't bother me anymore. I... I have my own new life." Sadako could see that Ikuo Hei was near death. Regardless of whether her mother had resented this man, everything would dissipate with his death, so Sadako chose to forgive him, letting Ikuo Hei be tormented by his own conscience.

But!

Sadako was wrong!

Ikuo Hei had already fallen into complete madness!

His reputation and health were in ruins, and he had lost his former glory. He could only cling to life like an ordinary person, waiting for death to come.

Ikuo Hei still had one last chance, and he was determined to seize this final opportunity!

"Sadako, can you use your healing powers?" Ikuo Hei's eyes burned with a fervent desire that even Sadako couldn't avoid.

"No... I can't! I can't do it!" Sadako was somewhat panicked. She thought Ikuo Hei was about to die, but she didn't expect him to still have such a sharp gaze.

"It's impossible, you can do it! You could kill with your mind at eight, so you can definitely do it now!" Ikuo Hei was hysterical, shouting and screaming madly!

"I didn't kill anyone! You're a liar!" If there was any lingering shadow in Sadako's heart, it was the accidental killing of the reporter when she was young and naive.

"You can do it!" Ikuo Hei believed that Sadako, who inherited Shizuko's blood, could definitely use the ability that Shizuko had deduced during the research on supernatural powers.

If not, it was because the stimulation wasn't enough!

Ikuo Hei had completely turned evil!

Supernatural powers grew stronger with mental strength, so Shizuko, who had suffered from mental exhaustion, couldn't use them. Conversely, while Sadako had a solid foundation, her mental strength was weaker, and there wasn't much improvement.

There were many ways to stimulate a person's mental strength, but some shortcuts were exactly what Ikuo Hei needed.

Thinking about this, Ikuo Hei suppressed his impulses, putting on a facade of a loving father, apologizing, using his illness as an excuse, and using family ties to soften her defenses, hoping to reduce Sadako's vigilance.

Sadako was deceived, because at that time, she was too innocent, too kind.

And this innocence and kindness would breed the greatest despair and resentment!

That night, there was no wind, no rain, and the air pressure was particularly low, causing a slight feeling of suffocation, a sign of an approaching typhoon. Sadako accepted Ikuo Hei's invitation and had dinner with him.

When Sadako woke up, she found herself lying naked on a mat, her body aching all over, and a sharp pain between her legs. A loathsome man, covered in sores, was on top of her, moving up and down!

Memories flashed through her mind like lightning. Sadako saw Ikuo Hei's triumphant smile and the way he dragged her body to the deepest isolation ward in the sanatorium, handing her over to the last smallpox patient in Japan.

Despair! Resentment!

Sadako completely lost herself. The most precious thing a girl could have was taken from her by a beast.

Ikuo Hei's intentions were easy to guess. If Sadako didn't want to die from smallpox, she would have to catalyze her healing powers, and in doing so, Ikuo Hei would be saved as well.

The typhoon came!

Sadako lay still, not because she didn't want to resist, but because even the strongest supernatural powers couldn't overcome the physical effects of anesthetics and muscle relaxants.

Perhaps Sadako could suffocate the smallpox patient, but could she regain her lost purity?

Tears spread uncontrollably. Sadako barely managed to use her unfamiliar powers to knock out the smallpox patient and move him away with her mind.

The cold air touched her naked body, but Sadako had no reaction, as the cold in her heart was even more intense.

The wind... grew stronger!

The rain... started!

The howling wind and large raindrops battered the glass. That night, Sadako couldn't sleep.

The next day, the on-duty nurse found Sadako and rescued her. After various examinations and treatments, the doctor finally congratulated her with relief, saying she hadn't contracted smallpox and just needed to wait for the drugs to wear off.

Congratulations~~ Ha ha~~

Sadako only wanted to confront the beast of a man and ask him why he treated his own daughter like this.

Before Sadako could act, the man who was supposed to be weak and lying in bed appeared before her, urgently demanding that she use her powers to heal him.

His weakness was fake, his warmth was fake! Everything was fake!

Sadako refused to help Ikuo Hei and said she would report his crimes to the police.

Finally, Ikuo Hei's murderous intent arose!

Sadako fell into a dark, sunless place, where she nurtured a curse that would envelop the world!

...

If you could save your despair, would you stop hating?

Chuci held a pure and sympathetic heart, infusing his hope into the videotape in his hand.

All things have a spirit. In the localization of Japanese Buddhism, as long as one understands the wish and lets go of the obsession, the deceased can become a Buddha and go to a peaceful and harmonious world.

"Let's bring Sadako back to life!" Chuci looked up, smiling purely.

PS: The writing went so smoothly that I decided to post another chapter, which is exactly the amount added by the recommendation votes. See you tomorrow night! I recommend a brother's new book, "The Epoch Begins." If you like post-apocalyptic stories, you can check it out; you won't be disappointed!

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