I, the only superpower on earth

After leaving "Suyu Bookstore", Manami Mizuhara still didn't let go of the confusion in her heart until she returned home, and she was still full of doubts.

But after opening the door of the house, Mizuhara Manami didn't have the space to think about what happened in the bookstore in the face of her parents' scolding——

"...Manami, where have you been!"

"...why did you come home so late—"

"...Do you know that we are very worried about you..."

Facing the mixed fights of parental accusations, Manashi dealt with it for a long time before finally getting over it, and finally lay down in the bathtub at home exhausted, soaked in hot water, and slightly relieved the physical sleepiness.

"call……"

Manami looked at the pendant that she placed beside the bathtub with great care, and suddenly, she felt as if she had passed away.

"In just half a day... so many things happened.

"Brought to the 'Suyu Bookstore' by Ryoko - Returning to the bookstore to read "Hermes Worthy" - Received a pendant - After leaving the bookstore, encountered a scene of bullying on campus, brought Ito Mio back for treatment - —And the weird things the store manager and Mio-san said there...

"...Oh, why does it feel like I have broken into a different world described in a light novel?"

With her arms around her legs, Mizuhara Manami sank down, gurgling and immersing half of her head in the water. Whenever she took a bath, this was the position that made her feel most relaxed.

In the gentle countryside intertwined by the pleasant water temperature, bright bathroom lights, and hot steam, Manami Mizuhara's brain fell into a warm dullness——

"...It seems that I haven't asked Mio-san what grade she is in... Forget it, I will find out if I ask tomorrow..."

...

Just when Mizuhara Mana was relaxing in the warm bathroom, Tokyo, Arakawa District, outside a building with mottled wallpaper, dim lights, and rusty iron stairs leading to the main entrance, Mio Ito slowly walked towards it.

Her footsteps seemed a little weak, and her figure was unstable. If it was normal, she might have fallen down on the road, but today, because there was always a strange warmth in her chest, Mio Ito was able to insist on walking from the bookstore. Walk back here and finish the road with a straight line distance of more than five kilometers.

Stepping on the iron stairs, there was a toothache "creaking" sound. The closer you get to the gate, the more you can smell a stench mixed with cheap incense. People who smell it for the first time may feel sick, but Mio Ito's face does not change at all.

Not only because she has long been used to this smell.

It's because this is her home.

Light leaked faintly from the crack of the door. It was already past twelve o'clock in the evening, and normal people had already fallen asleep, but they could still hear faint voices coming from behind the door. Mio Ito had long been used to this.

She took out the key from the skirt pleat bag and wanted to open the door, but just as the key was about to be inserted into the keyhole——

"Click."

The door opened.

A tall figure opened the door from behind and stood at the door, looking down at her.

Mio Ito raised his head and saw that the man was disheveled, with a hint of drunkenness on his face, and he seemed to have drunk a lot.

But the moment his eyes touched Ito Mio's face, the drunken evil in his eyes turned into unexpected surprise and nausea.

"Uh... Goo-

"...You are what other people in the sect said, Nami's daughter of the 'Heavenly Evil Girl'.

The man hiccupped, shook his head, brushed against Mio Ito's body, pulled on his tattered slippers, and stumbled out.

Mio Ito turned around silently, watching the man walk down the iron stairs step by step, before his figure disappeared into the night. Then turned around, closed the door, and changed into shoes at the entrance.

As soon as you walk in the door, you can see a narrow living room with mottled and yellowed wallpaper.

Hanging on the front wall of the living room is a potbellied poop, which looks like both a Buddha and an evil god, with six hands and three heads, a gentle smile on the left face, and a terrible anger on the right face. Staring at the worshipers facing him with an erratic expression, the portrait of Thutuo sitting on the lotus platform.

On the top of the portrait is written a large crooked character: "The King of Bliss Ming will live forever in the world".

Under the portrait, there is an incense burner upright, with a stick of incense burning on it, and the smell of the incense is disgusting.

Mio Ito looked at the front wall where the portrait was, but she didn't care about the portrait and the incense burner. Instead, she turned her gaze to the side and looked at the cabinet in the corner. land, but there is nothing imaginary in it.

So Mio Ito shifted his gaze to the center of the living room again.

In the very center of the living room, there is a large mat. On the mat lies a middle-aged woman with a dazed expression and heavy make-up. The woman has no shirt on, only a bra. Her body smelled of too strong cheap essence, mixed with the smell of sweat and fishy smell.

The light in the living room was dim, and the woman's specific appearance could not be seen clearly.

It's just that the pointed chin, which might have looked like a beauty ten years ago, is now covered by fat.

The woman was smoking, even if Ito Mio came to the living room, she didn't take a look until Ito Mio walked in front of her.

"excuse me."

Mio Ito lowered her head, looking at the woman on the mat, most of her face was covered by black hair.

"……oh?"

The woman's eyeballs turned cloudily and sluggishly, and the deeply sunken eye sockets, even though they were modified by cosmetics, could not completely cover up the blackness inside.

She looked straight at Ito Mio.

"What are you going to do?"

"...Suppressed."

Mio Ito squatted down, pulled the cushion away from the corner of the cushion where the woman was lying, and pulled out a photo frame from it with difficulty.

In the photo frame is a middle-aged man with a clean appearance. He is wearing an official uniform and looking forward with a smile.

However, the photo is black and white.

Mio Ito carefully held the photo and wiped off the stains on it, but still saw a few cracks on it. She raised her head and looked at the woman, as if asking silently, but the woman giggled:

"...Hehe...So you mean this...When Zhengxiong and the others came over today, they did it too violently...The cabinets were knocked down—after all, he is already a dead person, so he won't mind."

Mio Ito was holding the posthumous photo, listening to the woman with a blank expression.

Then she got up and wanted to leave. But the woman grabbed her sleeve and pulled her in front of her:

The woman stared at her face with obvious disgust.

"Really...how could I have a daughter like you—if only you could be prettier..."

"If it is more beautiful, you can be sent into the sect to please the leader?"

Ito Mio looked directly at her and said calmly.

The woman showed an expression of being caught off guard for a moment, but in the next moment, she immediately turned into a rage.

Without hesitation, she grabbed the small things next to the cushion - vanity mirrors, perfume bottles, combs, etc., grabbed a lot of things and threw them at Mio Ito's face!

"It's all because of you! You ugly ghost!

"...The leader has already said that it is because I gave birth to a "Heavenly Evil Girl" that I have caused bad luck and need to eliminate disasters! If I had known this, I should not have given birth to you in the first place!"

After a while, the woman's roar finally stopped.

And Ito Mio's face also added a few new wounds, with a few bloodstains. However, Mio Ito hugged the photo tightly and let the blood drip down.

The woman stared at Mio Ito angrily, her chest heaving with anger.

After a long time, she finally snorted, ignored Mio Ito, passed by her, knelt down in front of the "Portrait of the King of Ultimate Bliss", bowed reverently, and murmured:

"The King of Infinite Bliss..."

"Save the world from fire and water..."

"Salvation of the Bliss King..."

"Giving the afterlife of pleasure..."

"Supreme King of Bliss..."

Hearing the woman's pious chanting, Mio Ito stood up from the mat silently, randomly took a few pieces of paper from the paper drawer, wiped the blood on her face, hugged the posthumous photo tightly, and returned to her room. Closed the door.

Although it is said to be her bedroom, it is actually only a dark room less than three square meters in size, except for the bed, which is a dark room with a wall table, and there is only a thin layer of quilt on the bed.

Mio Ito went to bed without taking off her clothes. The thin layer of quilt could not resist the coldness of the night, but even so, there was a faint warmth in her chest, which made her feel much better than in the past nights.

She treasured the black and white photos of the deceased and placed them next to the pillow, leaning against the wall, so that the middle-aged man in the photos could look at her with a smile all the time.

Outside the door, the woman's obsessive chanting continued.

Inside the door, the girl pulled up the quilt, closed her eyes, and let the scars that had just been rubbed off slowly scab on her face, and said softly to the posthumous photo:

"Good night, Dad."