Chapter 3 (The Average Exorcist!)

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So you all heard the tales of my tragic, screaming, pathetic self, unable to save anybody, but even after years, I was still the same!

When I hit 20, I came out of my depression and anxiety and stress to the point where I could hold myself back before killing the people around me, and in my such madness, I started to work as an exorcist.

My ability to see the ghost made my life a living hell and made sure that I wouldn’t have a decent or easy childhood like other people, but I stopped caring about those things long ago.

Now I only follow my heart that tells me to kill every sucker around me, and the funny part is, I even get paid for it, but after that big-ass throne bastard’s incident, my abilities rose to a point where now I could even touch and feel them.

So now I work as an exorcist to earn my living by squeezing every bit of money from people to satisfy my inner demon, who just craves to crave blood and screams of every bastard that comes in my way of revenge: “No good, no evil, only blood and screams!”—this was the slogan that I kept chanting my entire life.

So guess what, I should start the tale that changed my entire life:

Well, I used to squeeze money from the people who were pretty terrified of ghosts, and they gave me a lot of money, and I also made sure to squeeze every bit of it, and due to that money, I even placed my office in the center of my town.

And I was pretty proud of this fact, because after my revenge, only my money fit my heart, but one day things changed when I was sitting on my office’s chair and I saw a little girl walking towards me.

But I wasn’t sure if she was a ghost or a normal human, and she was even wearing a black hoodie, and her skin color was also quite fair, but I didn’t care about her, as these past four years had made me realize that even these so-called normal people weren’t worth thinking about.

So I gave a mean look to that kid and asked in quite a rugged tone, “Where do you think you are sneaking in, brat?”

Hearing my rugged voice and sharp words, tears started to spill from her round face, and she spoke. “Sheesh! They are outside; sir, if you speak this loudly, then they will also take you away!”

Hearing her words made me realize that this little motherfucker wasn’t worth my time, so I lifted her with my one hand and was about to throw her out from my office, but then I saw that those strange shadows from all those years back were outside roaming hastily, as if these fucks were searching for someone, and this brat was also saying the same things.

So I started to feel my same maniacal bloodlust in my chest, the whole body started shivering, and a beating of my heart started to harden, and I quickly dropped that brat and started to take out my stuff, a barbed-wire bat and a few bottles of sake and a few packets of my cigar, and began to light one of my cigars to calm my excitement.

As I looked at that brat who was sobbing while looking at me, I could feel that this brat also resembled me, as she was more like me; she could also see these black figures like me.

Well, not everybody could be as unlucky as I, so now, she got me, but I was just alone, struggling to make my distance from everyone.

So I came near her face and took a puff of my cigar and spoke in the same rugged tone, “So, kid, you were right about those assholes, but what is your name, and what was even your reason for barging in?”

Seeing a bearded and terrifying person like me who had a cigar in one hand and was taking out a barbed bat, well, it wasn’t a sight I wished for kids to see, but I felt that taking care of her came first.

And she spoke in a pretty shaky voice with watery eyes: “Sir, please don’t kill me. I don’t have money, and I am not that adult, as I am just 19, so please don’t think or do any bad stuff about me!”

Hearing her words made my head spin. What the fuck was this brat even thinking? Like, she was literally thinking about me, as if I were going to murder her or rape her, and what the fuck was the issue with age 19, even though I myself was only twenty? How could she be like that?

Well, after taking a closer look, I saw that her body wasn’t normal, as she had a strange barrier around her, and a barrier surely explained her condition, but to think such a barrier was cast on her that even I couldn’t see at first glance!

I felt that this barrier must be the one that was protecting her, but it was really astonishing for me to think that anybody this skilled was living in my neighborhood and I didn’t hire them—well, that’s why old people said that young children shouldn’t just drink and do violent things; they should do at least some work that could really be called work.

So I asked her, “Okay, brat, that’s enough chitchat for now. Tell me your name, and we can start to listen to your plea for help. Of course, it won’t be for free. You say you are 19, so of course you must be earning, and your parents, they should be plentifully rich. So tell me fast your name.”

Hearing such words from me was causing a pretty bad impact on her brain, but she wasn’t that small, like she said—she was 19! You see, 19 is the legal age, and I myself am 20.

So she spoke in a shaky voice, “I am ‘Nona.’ I live in the second apartment. These strange black creatures started popping out randomly in my life, and when I told my mother about it, she took me to a few shrines and even did a few rituals on me to help me, but it didn’t work. I am her only child, and my father also died pretty early, so she is the one who is taking care of me entirely.”

Hearing her words, I could feel the tragedy. I was also feeling somewhat indifferent because sympathy really left my life pretty early, so I only continued hearing her words: “Today they started to get violent, so Mom did some burning stuff and told me to go somewhere and hide; as I was pretty scared, I came here.”

Hearing her sad tale, I started to feel an attraction towards her mother, and I spoke, “Hey, did you really leave your mother alone? So, where is your house, and maybe this time I have to collect my payment in a different form, and don’t think of me as an old man, as I am only just 20!” 

Chapter 2 (So, I guess I am stuck!)
Chapter 4 (A bigger mess!)

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