Chapter 218 Love at the End of Lies Helping others is what I am most praised for...
The girl opposite smiled.
"Here." She handed Asayama Rika an umbrella. "Hurry up and open it! It's going to rain heavily. It would be terrible if such a beautiful dress got wet."
Asayama Rika took it in a daze.
It was a red umbrella, not very big, just enough to cover her body when opened.
"Thank you..." she said.
However, when she looked up again, the girl had disappeared.
She didn't have time to ask her name.
Asayama Rika was holding an umbrella, and the cool breeze gave her arms goose bumps.
She then quickened her pace.
"Ring-ling——"
In a roadside telephone booth, an unused public phone suddenly rang.
Asayama Rika looked at it in confusion, but without thinking much about it, she quickly walked past it and away.
After she passed by, the pay phone stopped ringing.
Asayama Rika hadn't paid much attention to the sudden ringing and then stopping of the phone. But when she passed a phone booth again and the phone suddenly started ringing again, Asayama Rika couldn't ignore it anymore.
This doesn't seem like a coincidence.
She hesitated for a moment, folded her umbrella and went into the phone booth.
"Hello?" She answered the phone.
"Hello, Miss Asayama." The voice on the other end was very pleasant and sounded young.
"You...what do you want from me?"
Asayama Rika became alert.
She remembered the garbled text message she had received.
"Are you that person? The one who texted me?"
The other party chuckled softly: "That's right."
"Who are you? What is your purpose?"
"It doesn't matter who I am. I'm here to help you, Ms. Asayama."
"help me?"
"Don't you really want to know the cause of Kamijutsuji's illness? Mental illness doesn't develop overnight. He has a constant 'stressor' around him that constantly puts pressure on him."
The pleasant voice was lowered, carrying a bewitching tone: "He doesn't want to tell you because the 'source of stress' is related to you. It is his deepest secret, and he doesn't believe you will still stand by him after knowing the truth."
"No," Asayama Rika retorted, "I will stand by Shin, no matter what he faces."
"Really?"
The voice coming from the phone carried some inexplicable emotions.
Asayama Rika recognized that it was pity, and she felt fear.
"Of course," she cried. "Please stop playing tricks! If you're trying to break us up, I'm telling you right now that your scheme will never succeed!"
"Hehe... You misunderstood, Ms. Asayama. I just want you to remember what I just said. It is absolutely impossible to separate a pair of lovers by external forces alone. Only the cracks from within can separate them."
"What do you want to say?"
"I want to know, Ms. Asayama, if you knew that all the suffering that Kamijutsuji had endured so far was caused by your parents - between your parents and your lover, who would you choose?"
For a while, all Asayama Rika could hear was the increasingly heavy rain outside the phone booth.
"What did my parents do?" After a long time, Asayama Rika asked in a dry voice.
Maybe it was because she had long known that her parents had a lot of opinions about Shin Kamijutsuji, maybe it was because the look her parents gave Shin Kamijutsuji always made her feel uncomfortable, maybe it was because she had a clear understanding of her parents' moral level, maybe it was because Shin Kamijutsuji rarely mentioned anything about her parents in front of her... At this moment, Asayama Rika actually felt as if the dust had settled.
She was calmer than she had expected.
"A year ago, the deaths of Shin Kamijutsuji's parents weren't accidents. They were silenced because they knew something they shouldn't have. At the behest of Atsuto Asayama and Kei Asayama, the Minetomaru Group carried out the destruction of evidence, with the involvement of the Fukurokukai. Shin Kamijutsuji discovered unusual details at his parents' death scene and began investigating on his own. However, as you can see, his enemies are no small matter; any one of them could turn him into a corpse like his parents."
"In this situation, he thought of you. You knew nothing about your parents' criminal activities, your identity was special, your personality was simple, and you were very easy to deceive. So, he approached you, made you fall in love with him, and became your boyfriend."
"It's all about revenge. So that Oneday can kill your parents, and everyone else who was responsible for his parents' deaths."
Many details were strung together in Asayama Rika's mind like scattered beads.
Every time she was sad, Kamijutsuji Shin always appeared at the right time;
When he talked about his parents, his face became uneasy for a moment;
His parents seemed to have a particular dislike for Kamijutsuji, and now it seems that might have been a sign of a guilty conscience;
Asayama Rika already believed about 70% of what the person on the other end of the phone said.
Now she is concerned about another issue:
If Kamijutsuji Shin approached him out of revenge, then...
Does he really love her?
Are all those happy times fake?
Asayama Rika was a little stunned.
However, in this huge doubt, Asayama Rika sadly discovered that no matter what the answer to this question was, she had indeed fallen hopelessly in love with him.
Otherwise, why did she feel an unprecedented strong urge to be with him when she knew the truth?
"Who are you? Why are you telling me this?"
Asayama Rika asked softly.
She hadn't expected a response, but she got one unexpectedly.
"I like equal love. So I think you should have more rights to know in this relationship. As for who I am... this question is actually not important, but if you must know, I will tell you."
"Remember, my name is Lei Feng. Helping others is my most praised quality."
"Oh, by the way, check your phone. I've sent you all the evidence of your parents' crimes. It's all your boyfriend has been searching for for a year and hasn't been able to find, and now it's sitting in a folder on your phone. It's up to you whether or not you want to use it, and how you want to use it."
"By the way, the Fulukai will be holding a sacrifice ceremony today at a residence at 3-7 Chikage-cho, Tokyo. Your boyfriend will arrive there tonight, bringing helpers and weapons. But he doesn't know that before leaving, Asayama Kei strengthened the armed forces there. He will be caught and killed, and his plan will fail, if you don't help him."
"So, back to my previous question—"
"—Between your parents and your lover, who would you choose, Ms. Asayama?"
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Chikage Town.
In residence.
Taro Tomihara wore a mask made of a goat skull, with his hands behind his back, listening to the report from the believers.
This residence, nestled in the heart of the city, appears perfectly normal. It belongs to a couple who frequently travel and are rarely in Japan, leaving only a few housekeepers to clean. Consequently, the Fulu Society has held numerous ceremonies here, yet the neighbors have never once raised a suspicion. The absence of the husband and wife is perfectly normal; perhaps they're traveling again. Noises in the absent room are also perfectly normal; they're likely the cleaning staff.
In addition, the couple always paid the property management fees frequently, and occasionally brought back small gifts for their neighbors when they returned home. The neighbors had a very high opinion of the couple.
However, the house they thought was normal had already been transformed into a gloomy appearance.
A basement was dug out of the detached house, and inside the basement were countless iron cages, where many children were locked up like animals.
They are all children ranging from three to ten years old.
There were both boys and girls, their expressions were terrified and numb, and they didn't cry - because they would be beaten if they made any sound.
They have been beaten many times since they were caught here.
In order to prevent the new child from being beaten, the older children will take the initiative to comfort the younger children and keep them quiet.
Even though Taro Tomihara stared at them as if he was measuring goods, causing their bodies to tremble subconsciously and fear in their hearts, they dared not say a word.
"This is a good batch. Are all the preparations complete?"
After the church members finished their report, Taro Tomihara said.
For some unknown reason, recently some of their members died or disappeared, and there were quite a few missing people, which gave the president of the "Fulu Society" a headache.
But even though there are few people, the necessary rituals still have to be carried out on Sundays every week.
The members need this, and they need the members’ money.
"Everything is ready, sir," the believers said respectfully.
Taro Tomihara nodded slightly.
For some reason, he felt a little uneasy today, as if something unexpected was about to happen.
He subconsciously prayed in his heart: God, please bless us.
In addition to the iron cages, there are some other eye-catching objects in the basement.
Those are a few small iron maidens. (Note 1)
The reason why it is called small is that its size is less than two-thirds of an adult's body, and an adult certainly cannot fit in it.
They stand on the ground, with huge iron chains hanging from the iron rings at the top, which are connected to pulleys on the ceiling.
Now, they have all been disinfected. When opened, the spikes inside are like the fangs of a wild beast. Just looking at them makes you feel the pain of being pierced by those spikes.
The faint smell of blood in the air revealed their true purpose.
Just like what was written on Rika Asayama's phone, members of the "Fukurokai" come to participate in the ceremony every week in order to nourish themselves with the blood of children under the watchful eyes of the "gods" in order to gain youth and longevity.
The Iron Maiden was the torture instrument they used to draw blood.
Just by smelling the faint smell in the air, Asayama Rika couldn't control her physiological reaction of wanting to vomit.
She stood behind a wall in the basement, pinched her knuckles with her nails, and forced herself to calm down.
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(Note 1: A legendary torture device that resembles an upright human-shaped iron cabinet, with sharp iron nails or blades inside. The victim is locked in the cabinet, and the nails will pierce the body but avoid vital parts, causing a slow death. During this process, the victim will bleed profusely.)
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