Chapter 185: Misfortune and Pain, Hujiang's Dirge

This voice was already very different from the little boy's voice.

It was like it had been mixed with the resentment of countless people.

The way of calling "Brother" and "Big Brother" was still different.

Wen Xishu speculated that Morita Go might be the little boy's brother.

Wen Renjing said:

"Open it; I have already activated the sequence. Even if there is danger, the other party won't attack in the first instance."

Wen Xishu nodded and opened the floorboard.

An underground entrance appeared in Wen Xishu's line of sight.

The two soon went down along the entrance.

Morita's mansion actually had such an entrance.

Below the 24-step staircase was a dim secret room.

The reason it wasn't absolutely dark was that there was a small desk lamp in the secret room.

And a computer that was lit up.

There were also some fragments of food packaging bags around, similar to some fast food in Hujiang. For example, sushi or something like that.

"You... who are you?" In the corner, a black shadow was wriggling.

When Wen Renjing saw this black shadow, his first reaction was that he had encountered a monster, but he remained calm because the monster had no intention of hurting them.

"You guys leave here quickly; Brother will be angry if he knows. He doesn't let people see me... I will scare others."

This voice was still mixed with countless men and women, but it sounded very pitiful.

Wen Xishu tried hard to identify... but in the end, he couldn't see any shadow of the little boy from the Mysterious Tower on this wriggling black shadow.

But soon, the black shadow seemed to feel something.

He started to wriggle toward Wen Xishu subconsciously.

At this time, Wen Xishu and Wen Renjing finally saw the... truly indescribable darkness wriggling over from the corner of the wall.

It was like a black octopus with many tentacles, but occasionally, many human faces could be seen from the surface. Those human faces seemed to be floating and sinking in the deep sea of darkness.

Sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing. The expressions were also constantly changing, but they were always switching between horror, resentment, and anger.

Those tentacles were also sometimes long, sometimes short. In short, this wriggling darkness did not seem to have a specific, stable form.

"I'm... I'm sorry, I must have scared you, I'm sorry..."

His voice even carried a crying tone.

"But there is something on you... that is attracting me."

The black tentacles reached toward Wen Xishu. Wen Xishu suppressed his instinct to flick it away and let the black tentacles grope.

Soon, the black tentacles found a bottle of something.

Wen Xishu was not unfamiliar with that thing; he was slightly surprised that the other party actually wanted this?

That was a bottle with markings. The bottle contained black liquid.

"Why, Big Brother, do you have this kind of thing?"

The words "Big Brother" made Wen Xishu more and more certain that this black shadow was the little boy he was looking for.

The black shadow looked at the bottle wrapped by the black tentacles:

"I'm sorry... can you give it to me?"

Wen Xishu nodded:

"Please go ahead."

"Thank you." The black shadow said gratefully.

Subsequently, the black shadow opened the bottle containing the black liquid.

A human face suddenly appeared on the black tentacles, and the human face started to swallow the liquid in the bottle in large gulps.

At this moment...

The darkness actually started to retreat.

The indescribable black shadow gradually... started to solidify into a shape.

A layer of black faded away, letting the white kimono appear.

Another layer of black faded away, letting the outline of the black shadow present a human outline.

A little boy appeared in the eyes of Wen Renjing and Wen Xishu.

Around the little boy, countless darkness was wriggling, but those darknesses were like void, carrying a bit of transparency.

"The twisted strangeness on his body has been washed away and diluted." Wen Renjing immediately thought of this result.

The little boy looked at his hands; those were hands full of black spots.

Such black spots were all over his body, like dense charms.

This made him look strange and scary, but in the end, it was much better than the indescribable state before.

"I seem to have... become a human again..."

"It's really strange; every time I swallow these liquids, I become more like the Heavenly Eye God, but this time, when I swallow these liquids, I actually turn back into my previous appearance."

The little boy looked at Wen Xishu gratefully:

"Big Brother... thank you. Although Brother said I was destined to become the Heavenly Eye God, I still really want to become a human, and I want to see my friends in the appearance of a human."

Wen Xishu seemed to hear some clues.

The liquid in this bottle was the "misfortune" he collected from the individual hole in the Mysterious Tower.

The little boy in front of him should be the little boy he met in the individual hole tunnel who warned him not to enter the individual hole.

Wen Xishu had already recognized that white kimono.

He even speculated that the little boy became a monster because he swallowed too much misfortune.

But now, the little boy swallowed the misfortune he collected from the individual hole...

But it actually caused the little boy to become a human, and the monster form was diluted.

It is also "misfortune," why did the "misfortune" he collected have the opposite effect?

"What is your name?" Wen Xishu asked.

"My name is Morita Hitomi." Although Morita Hitomi's voice could still hear many men's and women's voices mixed, his own voice also started to appear.

Just like a person who was poisoned and became a monster, suddenly getting an antidote, a part of the antidote.

Wen Renjing realized the unusualness of this name.

Hitomi means eye.

And along the way, inside the Morita family mansion, there were many charms with eyes drawn on them.

Heavenly Eye God, Morita Hitomi...

All of this made a story string together in Wen Renjing's mind.

Wen Renjing's gaze looked at that computer.

Wen Xishu said:

"I'll call you Little Hitomi. We are from the outside world. But we are not your enemies."

Morita Hitomi nodded:

"I believe you, and that Big Brother, you look so beautiful, my brother is also very beautiful."

Morita Hitomi didn't seem to mind Wen Renjing looking at the content on the computer.

Wen Xishu asked a question:

"Is your brother Morita Go?"

"Yes, do you also know my brother? Brother has helped many people. He is my role model." Morita Hitomi was very proud.

A faint sadness grew in Wen Xishu's heart.

At this very moment, the expression on Wen Renjing's face started to become solemn slowly.

Wen Renjing was very smart and guessed that Morita Hitomi was imprisoned here.

It's just that Morita Hitomi himself didn't realize it.

And in order to prevent Morita Hitomi from being too bored, he was actually equipped with a computer, which contained Island Country's chat software, for Morita Hitomi to pass the time.

This is very counter-intuitive.

Because generally, when imprisoning criminals, they are all afraid of criminals making contact with the outside world.

But what if the criminal doesn't realize he is a criminal?

The conversation between Wen Xishu and Morita Hitomi also made Wen Renjing realize that this Tower of Desire hid an extremely twisted truth.

"Was your brother Morita Go also very good-looking before?" Wen Xishu said.

"No... Brother said that he wanted to become good-looking and wanted everyone to be captivated by him at a glance. That was Brother's wish." Morita Hitomi said.

Wen Xishu asked again:

"So, you realized your brother's wish."

Morita Hitomi nodded:

"Mm... I found that I seem to have such an ability; I can perceive the source of my brother's unhappiness, which stems from his belief that he looks... not good-looking."

"So one day... after I touched Brother, some black substances appeared on Brother, and there was one more... bottle similar to this in my hand."

The bottle was the bottle with markings brought by Wen Xishu from the Mysterious Tower.

Wen Xishu speculated that this child, Morita Hitomi, had some kind of extremely advanced sequence.

The power of the sequence was huge, and I'm afraid the ranking was higher than the Evil Earth Divine Kingdom he encountered last time.

But the price of using the sequence was also very high.

"But after that... black spots started to grow on my body."

"Later, Brother longed to become tall, and this wish was also realized... more black spots grew on my body."

Morita Hitomi smiled.

At this time, in the faded black shadow behind Morita, many faces appeared.

It was as if many human faces emerged from the dark lake water.

Morita Hitomi smiled:

"Brother said that these black spots represent the process of becoming a god; the more spots, the closer I am to becoming a god."

"He will bring many people to let me help them realize their wishes; doing good deeds will have good rewards, so one day, I will be able to become a god."

Wen Renjing and Wen Xishu were both stunned.

This child... didn't doubt Morita Go at all?

"Don't you think your brother might be lying to you? Or maybe he is actually wrong?" Wen Xishu probed carefully.

Morita Hitomi shook his head:

"But... everyone has become happy because of my power,"

"Brother is also called Morita Immortal by everyone, and he is also very happy, everyone is very happy, and I am also very happy."

Wen Renjing sighed lightly.

"Little Shu, come over and take a look at this. Regarding District 20, we also have clues."

Wen Xishu didn't expect there to be extra gains.

He soon arrived in front of the computer.

Instead, Wen Renjing started to communicate with the little boy.

"Little Hitomi, can you tell me why you are here? Is your freedom restricted?"

Morita Hitomi shook his head and said:

"Brother said that before I become a god, I cannot leave the house and cannot see the sunlight, so I have always lived in the basement."

"Brother occasionally brings some people who feel unhappy about life to let me treat them here."

"I am not restricted; I just listen to him and don't want to leave here."

"But I really want to leave recently... I have a friend who is living very unhappily, and I want to help her. Brother promised me that he would bring her here."

"I hope Brother can be faster..."

Should it be called sensible? Because he is too easy to believe in others and too kind, leading to appearing stupid.

Wen Renjing found it hard to generate a heart of blame for such a child, especially since he had just seen some information on the computer.

That was the chat record between Morita Hitomi and another person.

Wen Renjing noticed another thing—

The black spots started to expand slowly. Originally, because he swallowed the liquid in the bottle brought by Wen Xishu—

The darkness on Morita Hitomi faded, and the black spots also shrank.

But now, those darknesses started to become thick again, and the black spots also started to expand.

The little boy's human outline gradually started to become irregular as well.

At this very moment, Wen Xishu looked at the complete chat record on the computer screen—

He finally understood why the two areas were connected.

Why the whirlpools and whirlpools would merge together.

"So... these are two unhappy people who met."

Wen Xishu encountered such a situation for the first time, and Wen Renjing was the same.

After reading the complete chat record, they both had the skeleton of the truth in their minds.

This story can be roughly divided into two perspectives.

Hitomi Chapter.

March 1st.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"Hello everyone, is anyone willing to chat with me? Hehe, I am Morita Immortal's younger brother (proud) (proud)."

There were many people in the chat group, but suddenly seeing such a reply attracted mostly attacks.

"Idiot."

"Crazy."

"Retard, I am still Morita Immortal's master."

"What Morita Immortal, I think you are a yakitori immortal."

"It's this year, how come someone still uses such simple emoticons."

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"My brother doesn't have a master. Brother doesn't make yakitori."

The chat group seemed to be excited again for finding a living treasure.

"Hahahaha, this person is really a fool."

"Morita Immortal, is it one of the strange talks popular recently?"

"Oi, don't mention those strange talks; it's very real."

But soon, people's attention was attracted by another person.

A netizen named "Lucky Dog" posted a photo of her.

The content of the photo was a girl with a dog leash around her neck, dog ear decorations on her head, and wearing revealing clothes.

Then "Lucky Dog" typed the following reply:

"Woof woof woof."

Next, the men in the chat group were excited.

"Oh oh oh, did you post benefits again?"

"Great, great, where can I raise such a dog."

"Can you send a voice message? I'll rely on this to fall asleep tonight."

A large pile of vulgar, insulting replies was scrolling the screen.

But that "Little Dog" who posted the revealing picture never appeared again.

Perhaps born with the ability to perceive people with high misfortune, at this very moment, in a distant District 19, in a basement...

Morita Immortal's little fan, that is, Morita Hitomi... suddenly felt a sadness.

By some strange coincidence, he started to private chat "Lucky Dog."

March 1st.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"Hello, my name is Little Hitomi, can I know your name?"

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

Morita Immortal's little fan started a chat again 19 minutes later:

"Are you living very unhappily?"

"My brother can make people become happy; his name is Morita Go. Can you come to find him?"

"We can help you become happy."

"I am not a liar; my brother often helps others."

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

After a while.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"I am a bit sleepy; see you tomorrow."

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

March 2nd.

In the chat group, it seemed that Morita Hitomi also knew that everyone didn't like him.

The brother he was proud of was just one of the many strange talks in Hujiang in everyone's eyes recently.

No, it wasn't even enough to be as famous as those strange talks. It was just some elementary school student imagining he had an awesome brother or something.

But every time at a certain time... Lucky Dog would post revealing photos in the group.

She was occasionally a dog, occasionally a cat, occasionally a milk cow, and even occasionally a pig.

Her dressing was always extremely revealing, and her appearance was always dressed in the direction of cats, dogs, or livestock.

The words left were always just animal calls.

"Woof woof woof" "Meow meow meow" "Moo moo moo"

Then she wouldn't speak in the group anymore.

This was like a reserved program in the group; no matter what the group was chatting about, once Lucky Dog appeared, what followed was a pile of vulgar and insulting language.

Of course, in Hujiang, it seemed there were quite a few such girls. Everyone had never cared what this girl was doing. Why did she want to post such pictures.

No one cared.

Only "Morita Immortal's little fan" cared.

March 2nd.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"Today Brother brought a lame person, sigh, he is really very painful; I really hope to be able to help him."

"Perhaps helping his broken limb regenerate is really a meritorious deed; there are several more black spots on my body, more than the gambler last time."

"I seem to be one step closer to becoming the Heavenly Eye God."

"Do you believe in the existence of the Heavenly Eye God?"

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

March 2nd night.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"Today I ate ramen; it is my favorite food. Is there any food in this world better than ramen?"

"I always feel that I will help you, although I don't know why I feel you need my help."

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

March 3rd.

On this day, the matter of the lame person's broken leg regenerating seemed to cause a sensation.

So much so that everyone in the chat group was chatting:

"Have you heard? District 19... a guy's broken leg regenerated, and he is running fast now."

"It is said that he was cured by some Morita Immortal."

"A very familiar name."

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"It's my brother! It's my brother! (proud) (proud)".

Although Morita Immortal's fame started to appear slowly.

But people didn't believe that some overly outrageous things would be very close to themselves.

"Get out of the way, brain-damaged."

"Is it a holding-back-laughter challenge? Then I lost."

"Elementary school students' routines are always so low-level."

Morita Hitomi was not angry.

In the reserved segment, after Lucky Dog posted a photo of being completely naked with a dog chain...

He knew Lucky Dog was online.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"They are chatting about my brother! Did you see it! My brother really will make people become happy."

"So if you have any unhappy things, you must tell me; I can help you."

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

But this time, Morita Hitomi seemed to see "the other party is typing."

It's just that after a while, it disappeared again.

March 3rd night.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"Very tired tonight; there is a big sister with very little hair, and Brother decided to bring her happiness... her hair will be a lot, right?"

"But I don't know why, I feel a bit tired."

"There are more black spots on my body; I am a bit worried. Brother told me this is a good thing. It shows that I am getting closer and closer to the Heavenly Eye God."

"Brother won't lie to me."

"Everyone seems to care very much about appearance; Brother is also, that big sister is also."

"But I am so ugly... but Brother said that everyone won't think I am ugly."

Lucky Dog didn't pay attention.

March 4th.

"Wow, in our group, there is another beauty posting photos."

"It's the first time I feel... a woman's hair can also make me feel noble! This luster and hair volume, it's simply like walking out of a manga!"

"If only she could also post photos like Lucky Dog."

"This is a goddess; don't compare her with a female dog."

Everyone was discussing a girl with beautiful hair.

Morita Immortal's little fan:

"Is it Sister Ami? I am Morita Hitomi!"

Ami exited the chat group.

Morita Hitomi probably couldn't imagine... Ami was cursing at this time.

Suspecting that the price of getting hair was being entangled by that little ghost covered in black spots.

Otherwise, how could she encounter him just by going online?

Morita Hitomi just felt very strange, why... would it be like this?

Why would Sister Ami exit the group?

Although the scene yesterday, he did scare her. But didn't Brother explain it?

"Don't worry, this is my younger brother, our relative; he will take away your misfortune."

Morita Go's voice made Ami relax quite a bit.

Morita Hitomi also thought that Ami had recognized him at that time.

But there were some things that he didn't know at all.

Not long after that, Morita Go walked out of the mansion and said:

"That is not my younger brother; that is just a little ghost. You also know that in some countries, there is a saying of raising ghosts to keep safe."

"I said that just now, just to make him treat you as one of his own, so that he will absorb your misfortune, and you will soon have hair that makes people envious."

Ami's reaction at the time:

"I said so, Morita Immortal... you are such an excellent person, you are such a person who is like an immortal, how could you have such a younger brother? If this were said out, it would simply be your shame."

Yes, I am already an immortal; I already have the image of an immortal; my appearance can make everyone feel inferior...

How could I have such an ugly younger brother?

In order to make his image more perfect, Morita Go would always explain it.

It's just that Morita Hitomi didn't know all of this.

"What the hell? Why did the beauty exit the group?"

"I fuck, why is it this idiot again!"

"Damn, why, Morita Immortal is your brother, now a beauty comes, and you are recognizing a sister again?"

Because of Ami exiting the group in the chat group, "Morita Immortal's little fan" was besieged.

Morita Hitomi was a bit sad.

He private chatted Lucky Dog:

"I can bring happiness to others; others are happy, and I am happy."

After finishing this sentence, he sent this sentence again.

It was like self-suggestion.

Just like what Brother taught:

"I am an immortal, and you will also become the Heavenly Eye God; our mission is to make people obtain happiness; others obtain happiness, and we will feel happy."

"Right, younger brother?"

Brother's earnest eyes made Morita Hitomi feel that this must be the truth.

At this time...

Lucky Dog, who had never paid attention to Morita Hitomi, finally sent a message:

"Then are you happy?"

All the annoyance was swept away at this moment. Morita Hitomi never thought that Lucky Dog would reply to the message suddenly.

He said happily:

"Happy, wow, so happy, you replied to me! Although many people don't know me, I really helped them! (grin) (grin)"

Lucky Dog said:

"10,000 yen once, are you coming? If you come, I will send the address to you."

Morita Hitomi didn't understand what this meant:

"I don't understand (question mark) (question mark)."

"Aren't you doing this for this? Chatting with me constantly for so many days, today's task happens to be satisfying a stranger. But it will be filmed; do you mind? 10,000 yen once, it's very cheap, isn't it? I am only 15 years old."

Lucky Dog's words gave Morita Hitomi a cold feeling.

He seemed to realize that what Lucky Dog was saying was not something clean.

Morita Hitomi was silent for a long time:

"I will help you; I don't know what unspeakable difficulties you have, but I will help you."

"You come to District 19, Morita mansion to find my brother, and just say you are living very unhappily..."

"Brother will help you. You believe me, Brother will help you."

Is happiness something that can be obtained easily if someone helps?

Lucky Dog on the other side of the computer was also shedding tears at this moment, but there was a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth.

Lucky Chapter.

March 1st.

"Today's task is to play a dog. Go, go to the group and post a photo."

The man's voice carried a bit of teasing. Lucky nodded and started to change clothes.

The man was the curator of an auction house nearby, responsible for auctioning some... things that couldn't be seen in the light.

For example, women.

When she was very young, Lucky knew one thing very clearly—

Her mother was a bitch.

Of course, anyone had the qualification to scold this woman as a bitch, but she didn't have the qualification.

Because this woman loved her very much, because this woman paid a lot to raise her.

"Don't dislike Mom for being dirty... making yourself dirty means having money to spend, how good that is. How many people... in order to earn money decently, can't keep their decency, and can't earn money either."

"We are poor people, born to be playthings for rich people."

When she was very young, Lucky would often hear such words.

It was like Mom educating her, and it was like Mom talking to herself, comforting herself.

There would always be men coming into the house; some men would leave in a hurry after some things were finished.

Some men would say, you are so good-looking, why don't you do a job that can be seen in the light?

The man sighed, and at this time, Mom would make up various stories, telling how miserable her life experience was.

In the early years, she was an actress under Hujiang Daoben, specializing in filming those movies of being abused. Her stage name was Akiyama Rika.

At this time, the man would often immediately put down the preaching and immediately emerge with the desire to experience this kind of gameplay.

Thus, Mom would earn another sum.

This income would be very high, but it would also be very painful. The flesh and blood on her body would be torn apart by the whip, and one could see blood-red marks, as well as turned-over flesh and blood.

But Mom would always laugh loudly at this time, as if using a smile to cover up the pain.

"Look, feeling pain means having a harvest, how good that is."

"Those guests, do you think they are not in pain? Do you think they come to find me because their lives are happy?"

"No, they are also in pain, but their pain, most of the time, cannot be exchanged for a harvest."

"But Mom is different; as long as Mom bears the pain, she can exchange it for a harvest."

"Lucky, Mom will definitely raise you up. One day in the future... Mom must let you become... someone who can appreciate others' pain with a smile."

In a deformed and twisted city, the thing that is least lacking is probably deformed and twisted values.

Not long after, Mom died. This pitiful woman didn't earn enough money to let her daughter appreciate others' pain with a smile.

She just died one day under the rough treatment of a guest.

And Lucky, who had no mother, started a more miserable life.

From her mother's belongings before she died, she flipped out many guests' business cards.

She called these numbers on the business cards, and most men felt unlucky when they heard the name Akiyama and hung up the phone.

There was even one time, Lucky heard such a conversation:

"A good prostitute is that the client doesn't contact her actively, so she can't contact the client; it's too uneducated!"

At that time, Lucky was actually very hungry.

She didn't know what to do either, so she could only continue to call.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, a man said:

"Is your name Akiyama Lucky? What a nice name; your mother once talked about a business with me, but it's a pity, she wasn't that beautiful; she was old."

"But I think, perhaps you can."

"Are you willing to come to me? Become my auction item, become my possession."

Lucky knew that this was also a kind of humiliation, but perhaps it was those words Mom said before she died that had already started to influence her...

She just asked:

"Can I wear nice clothes?"

"Can I eat sushi?"

"Can I take a hot bath?"

The man's gentle laughter came from the other end of the phone, and a deal was successfully made.

Several years later, March 1st.

Lucky posted a photo in a chat group.

To put it nicely—her dressing was extremely bold and avant-garde.

She typed in the chat group:

"Woof woof woof."

It attracted the mockery of a group of people.

This is called shame desensitization training; of course, in the saying of the vast netizens, this is called the master's task.

In a city like Hujiang where women kneel at the door to welcome men home, there are many perverted and twisted ways to play between the two sexes.

At this time, Lucky had no feeling anymore.

"Very good, very obedient. In a few days, you can be sold; this time there are even some rich people from the Middle East coming; they will definitely like you very much." The man slapped Lucky's face.

Lucky asked:

"Does this world... always make people feel painful? Or am I the only one who will be painful?"

The man bent down and said:

"No, my child, that is not called pain; that is called pleasure. Remember, you are not selling your pain; you are born lowly. You are born to enjoy these."

Lucky nodded.

She didn't dare not to nod.

After coming to the man's side, she had been brainwashed by the man.

Of course, she had also tried to resist.

She had thought about running away, thought about killing the man...

Even, she vaguely felt that perhaps in some parallel world, she had killed the man.

But in the real world, this man was extremely terrifying.

Terrifying to the point...

She always felt that the man could predict the future.

No matter where she ran to...

The man could find her accurately.

At one moment she had the idea of wanting to kill the man, and the next moment, the man would take a dagger, draw blood marks on her body, and tell her:

"Don't have killing thoughts toward me; I know all your thoughts."

Yes, the man seemed to know all her actions.

Even, the man could win the lottery and guess the scores of various competitions correctly.

It was the kind of existence that accurately guessed the scores and even the entire trend of the competition.

This man was extremely terrifying, simply like a god who knew the changes of this world. Gradually, Lucky only had one thought...

Don't disobey this man, don't defy this man.

Accept everything this man said; what this man said was the truth.

Including that Akiyama Lucky is a bitch, a bitch born to the lowly Akiyama Rika.

This world has clear classes, especially in Hujiang.

The child born to a yakitori seller is also a yakitori seller.

The child of a banker will also be a banker in the future.

The child of a taxi driver will also drive a taxi in the future, and the child of a sewer repairer will also repair sewers in the future.

The child of a prostitute is also a prostitute.

"This world no longer allows changes; I am the only change, but even I agree... professional people must do professional things."

"Let animals always be animals, let upper-class people always be upper-class people, isn't this very good?"

"Everyone has a suitable position, my little dog, what do you say?"

Akiyama Lucky nodded, agreeing with these words that insulted her again.

If life had never changed, if she had always lived under the shadow of the auction house curator...

Perhaps her life would be not bad.

Because she was destined to become an environment that was used to self-suppression and recognized herself as a lowly animal.

But life always gives some hope to desperate people, so that they can live more painfully.

The sound of social software suddenly rang.

This means someone is private chatting her.

The man didn't care, because among the many people who private chatted Akiyama Lucky, almost ten out of ten wanted to experience Akiyama Lucky's lowly animal service.

But this time, the man who had always known everything miscalculated.

"Are you living very unhappily?"

"My brother can make people become happy; his name is Morita Go. Can you come to find him?"

"We can help you become happy."

Morita Immortal's little fan suddenly said some words that made Lucky feel strange.

Lucky naturally also learned and recognized words.

It's just that unlike the teachers in school who would impart some thoughts, Lucky's learning process was also full of denial of her personality.

Happiness is a word that Lucky feels strange.

A word that feels like it doesn't belong to her.

She could understand the sentence "We can help you become happy."

Because some men had also said such words to her mother Akiyama Rika.

But it was often said very vulgarly.

Logically speaking, if there was no special task today...

She shouldn't pay attention to these people.

She was just a tool.

An auction item.

Posting those in the group was just to further extinguish her sense of shame.

More exaggerated things would be left for those guests who bought her to do.

The man said:

"We will only train you into a semi-finished product; as for training into a finished product, that is what the guests will do."

"Guests also need to experience a process of domesticating you. This will make them feel happy."

So it is foreseeable that even if she is bought, even if she leaves this terrifying man...

In the future, there will still be more terrifying people to dominate her.

Happiness will not descend on her.

She really thought so.

Absolutely don't hope for happiness; that will only make her painful.

And that kind of pain cannot be exchanged for food and hot water.

That kind of pain is what Mom said, longing to live with dignity, so there is no dignity, and no money.

Akiyama Lucky just regarded herself as seeing a fool. A fool who opened his mouth with happiness and closed his mouth with happiness.

She didn't intend to pay attention.

In her desperate life, a ray of light shouldn't shine in, because she herself lived in the darkest corner of this city.

But she was wrong.

She underestimated the stubbornness of that child named Morita Hitomi.

March 2nd.

"Today Brother brought a lame person, sigh, he is really very painful; I really hope to be able to help him."

"Perhaps helping his broken limb regenerate is really a meritorious deed; there are several more black spots on my body, more than the gambler last time."

After posting that photo of playing a sow... that "Morita Immortal's little fan" private chatted her again.

This time the words were really strange.

But she didn't pay attention.

At night,

She received a funnier paragraph. "Today I ate ramen; it is my favorite food. Is there any food in this world better than ramen?"

Akiyama Lucky knew what rich people would eat.

Would an immortal who can bring happiness to people think ramen is delicious?

She wanted to laugh even more, feeling that the person on the other side of the computer was just a naive little brat.

But by March 3rd...

Akiyama Lucky, when peeking at the screen in the chat group, saw a group of people chatting about strange talks—Morita Immortal.

Because this immortal cured a certain lame person, and the lame person not only didn't have a broken leg, but also walked fast.

She immediately thought of that little fan who called himself "Morita Immortal's younger brother."

And thought of the words the other party said yesterday.

Is it a coincidence? In the story compiled, it happened that a lame person was cured?

She still didn't reply to that little ghost.

But the subsequent conversation, she really started to feel something was wrong.

Because on the night of March 3rd. She received such a conversation.

"Very tired tonight; there is a big sister with very little hair, and Brother decided to bring her happiness... her hair will be a lot, right?"

"But I don't know why, I feel a bit tired."

And on March 4th...

A woman whose hair made Lucky feel that it could be compared to a manga heroine posted photos.

Naturally, a group of men started to compare her with that woman.

She is a lowly female dog, and that woman is a noble goddess.

Lucky was already used to it.

She didn't even... feel pain, didn't feel any mental suffering.

She just cared about that woman's hair.

It was really good-looking.

And next, that childish little ghost appeared again.

He seemed to know that woman.

Mm...

That woman should also know that little ghost, otherwise why would she exit the group after showing off her hair?

Could it be that that little ghost really can make people become happy?

Thinking this way, it was naturally somewhat far-fetched.

But inexplicably, in Lucky's heart, there seemed to be a little bit of... firelight.

That little firelight couldn't light up the darkness deep in her heart, but it finally made her start to have some expectations.

March 4th.

The childish little ghost seemed to be in a bad mood.

"I can bring happiness to others; others are happy, and I am happy."

This sentence, the childish little ghost said twice.

Lucky had never paid attention to him, because many people who private chatted her in the past were to have a relationship with her.

But this little ghost was indeed different from others.

It's funny to say, clearly her own life was so dark, but when seeing the two sentences of self-comfort of this little ghost... she still had extra energy to sympathize and pity him.

Thus Lucky couldn't help it, and finally started to reply for the first time:

"Then are you happy?"

The little ghost's reaction actually made Lucky quite surprised. Lucky's sentence had a bit of mockery.

But just by replying to him like this... she could clearly feel the other party's happiness.

"Happy, wow, so happy, you replied to me! Although many people don't know me, I really helped them! (grin) (grin)"

This was actually just a very ordinary, very ordinary answer, but it was as if she could feel the happiness of that person through that extremely simple, system-brought emoticon.

That happiness seemed to be because she replied to him?

No matter how terrible the brainwashing she encountered, no matter how deep the psychological hints given by her mother and the man were...

But at this moment, she was suddenly a bit happy, and this happiness made her have a desire to cry.

So there really is someone who would be happy because of such a lowly me?

Perhaps...

Perhaps he was just a little ghost? He was just a little ghost who didn't know how lowly she was.

The huge sense of unworthiness made the person who was happy for a moment so anxious.

Thus she made a somewhat self-destructive reply:

"10,000 yen once, are you coming? If you come, I will send the address to you."

At this moment, she felt a sense of relief instead. She felt that she had returned to the dark corner, smelling the moldy world.

But what she didn't expect was...

There really was light shining in.

"I will help you; I don't know what unspeakable difficulties you have, but I will help you."

"You come to District 19, Morita mansion to find my brother, and just say you are living very unhappily..."

"Brother will help you. You believe me, Brother will help you."

Is happiness something that can be obtained easily if someone helps? In this world, isn't it that some people are born happy, and some people are born to be unhappy?

She really wanted to refute, to the point that there was a disdainful smile on the corner of her mouth.

But her tears couldn't stop.

Because in this world, there really is someone willing to let her obtain happiness, even if it's just saying it verbally.

Cold tears fell on the desktop, and in Lucky's mind, she asked over and over again: A person like me, am I worthy of obtaining happiness?

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