Apart from Hinako Tachibana, the existences that had possessed the Candy Girl army and helped them in battle were also noteworthy.
Hinako mentioned that she "received help from many good people." Were those existences also like her, people who had already passed away?
If that was really the case, apart from being amazed at how powerful the mysterious power was, Seiji would also be moved.
So many people who had passed away had fought for the sake of a mother and daughter pair. It was truly moving.
They were all heroes.
At least, that was what Seiji believed.
He would remember that battle, especially the scene where the angelic "Seiji" self-destructed.
That person seemed to have said something at the time, but he didn't hear it clearly.
Just who were they? What was the world of the dead like? Seiji was quite curious.
But he decided not to think too much about it.
...
The next morning.
Seiji and Shika Kagura took Ling Yang to the hospital where Shouhei Hirai was staying.
Mayuzumi and Saki returned to Mayuzumi's apartment, with Mai accompanying them. Although it was unlikely that anything would happen again, it was always better to be careful.
After all, there was still one more mystery: just who had defeated Hirai?
Now, it seemed that it really was a passing messenger of justice, but there were still other possibilities.
Seiji took a taxi to the hospital that Mai had mentioned.
When he found the room, he saw that Shouhei Hirai had already woken up.
"Uncle..."
"Ling Yang!"
Hirai had a relieved expression when he saw his niece, and then he looked at the two people beside her.
"You're... Amami-san's..." He recognized Seiji.
"Hello, Hirai-san." Seiji looked directly at Hirai. "My name is Harano Seigo, Mayuzumi Amami's friend, and I'm a high school student at Yuen Hwa Secondary."
"Hello... why was Ling Yang together with you?" Hirai was confused.
"Before we talk about this, I'd like to ask you something. Hirai-san, do you remember what happened?"
Hirai furrowed his brows.
"I... don't remember."
"After I woke up, I kept thinking about it, but I couldn't remember … How did I end up in the hospital? Did I get into a car accident or something? I have no memory at all."
"The last thing I remember was going to bed at home … I must have lost my memory when I was injured."
"I really wanted to know what exactly happened, and I was worried about Ling Yang … and then I saw you guys."
He looked at Seiji Mukai's face.
"Do you know what happened?"
Seiji stared at him and felt that he didn't seem to be lying.
"I don't know how you got hurt like this, but that's what I want to ask you."
"But I know what you did before you got hurt, and what you suffered."
"You might find it hard to believe, but it's the truth …"
Then, Seiji approached the bed and explained in a low voice.
'My niece is a Spiritual Ability user … I lost control of my power … I was affected … and attacked Mayuzumi Amami … '
Shouhei Hirai was astonished.
How could such a thing happen!? This must be bullsh * t!
That was how he felt.
His expression and expression were all over his face.
"As expected, it's difficult for you to believe me … I don't have any evidence on hand to prove that you did such a thing, but I can prove that Spiritual Ability users exist in this world right now."
Seiji took out a coin from his wallet and showed it to Shouhei.
"Take a good look. This is just an ordinary coin. There are no strings or other mechanisms attached to it."
He then casually tossed the coin into the air and cast a telekinesis spell.
Just as the coin was about to land on the ground, it suddenly flew back and landed in his hand.
Shouhei widened his eyes in surprise.
"This is Spiritual Ability, and I'm a Spiritual Ability user. I was the one who stopped you from attacking Mayuzumi Amami," Seiji stated calmly.
"This … is nothing more than a magic trick, although I can't tell how you did it …" Shouhei was still doubtful.
"If you can move, come with me to a suitable place. I can even show you an even more exaggerated ability, such as punching through a wall or something." Seiji shrugged.
"By the way, punching through a wall is something you did in the past when you were under the influence of Spiritual Ability. The hole in Amami-sensei's house hasn't been repaired yet. Would you like me to call her and take a picture for you? "
Shouhei was rendered speechless.
Seiji really did take out his cell phone, dialed Mayuzumi's number, and put it on speaker mode.
The call connected.
"Sensei, I'm currently in front of Shouhei Hirai …"
He explained the situation and had Mayuzumi send him a picture. Mayuzumi accepted.
"Would you like to say a few words to Sensei?"
Seiji asked as he handed Shouhei his cell phone.
"Amami-san …" Shouhei hesitated for a moment before speaking up.
"Hirai-san …" A female voice came from the cell phone. "You're probably confused right now … but please believe me when I say that everything the boy in front of you said is true."
Shouhei remained silent.
Moments after the call ended, Seiji received the picture. He opened it and showed it to Shouhei.
"Hirai-san, I know that this is difficult for you to accept, but it's indeed true. There's no need for me to lie to you. I'm not asking you to give me money or join some strange religion or anything like that. I'm simply telling you the truth, "he told her honestly.
"The entire incident is like this: you attacked Amami-sensei while in an obviously abnormal state. I just happened to be present at the time, so I stopped you.
"After that, you ran away, and I … had Amami-sensei hire a professional to track you down. In the end, we discovered that you were seriously injured and had to be hospitalized.
"In order to investigate the truth, that professional came to your house and discovered that your niece, Ling Yang, had gone missing.
"We guessed that Ling Yang had something to do with this incident … Later, Ling Yang also attacked Amami-sensei while in an abnormal state. The few of us worked together to stop her and managed to help her return to normal.
"As for why such a thing happened, we still don't know.
"I came here to tell you what happened. I want to know who injured you, but it seems that you won't be able to answer this question.
"There's one more question … how do you intend to take care of Little Ling Yang?"
Shouhei remained silent for a long while before he looked towards his niece.
"Uncle … I'm sorry …" The little girl lowered her head.
Shouhei looked directly at Ling Yang.
"I still can't believe it … but if it's true …" he muttered to himself.
"Right now, the only person who can take care of Ling Yang is my father … in other words, Ling Yang's maternal grandfather. But he's already quite old, and it's already difficult for him to take care of a normal child. If it's … a Spiritual Ability user, then it'll be even more difficult …"
Seiji furrowed his eyebrows.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Ling Yang lowered her head even further.
"I understand."
Seiji broke the silence. He reached out and patted the little girl's head, gently lifting it up.
"I'll take care of Little Ling Yang for the time being."
Shouhei looked towards him again.
"Hirai-san, just focus on recuperating. We'll talk again when you're able to move. By the way, I'll tell Amami-sensei about the damage you caused during your attack and ask her not to hold it against you. I'll also tell the police about it."
Shouhei remained silent as he looked deeply at Seiji.
"Don't worry. I'll take good care of Little Ling Yang." Seiji smiled.
Actually, he had already taken care of her for a long time. In his dreams.
In order to obtain Ling Yang's clothes and school bag, he had borrowed the key to Shouhei's living quarters.
After a moment of silence, Shouhei handed it over.
Seiji left Shouhei's contact number with Shouhei, and at the end, he seriously warned Shouhei not to tell anyone about what he just told him. Otherwise, it might bring him trouble. Shouhei nodded slightly.
After wishing Shouhei a speedy recovery, Seiji took Ling Yang and Little Shi with him and left Shouhei's hospital room.
After leaving the hospital.
Ling Yang's tears fell.
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