socalfunplaces Chapter 210 Miracles Sometimes Come to Earth
Chapter 210 Miracles Sometimes Come to Earth
Chapter 220 Miracles Sometimes Come to Earth
"Do you think what Detective Azure said at the end was true?"
The wife looked at her husband with a worried expression.
As the sun set, a seemingly harmonious family of three walked under the newly lit streetlights, their three shadows stretched long and thin.
However, the little girl in the middle of the three, whose hands were being held by her parents on both sides, looked confused.
Her mother's grip on her right hand was stiff. The girl kept tugging at her right hand in distress, her eyes filled with tears as she looked to her father for help, as if she were being held back by a mischievous ghost Pokémon...
"...That was probably just to comfort us."
After hesitating for a long time, Mr. Kuribayashi finally told his wife his thoughts.
He patted Sachiko's head and, speaking as if to himself to the spouse who didn't exist in his daughter's eyes—
"Just like treating an illness, even after ruling out the causes that worsen the body, the patient still needs a long time to recover; if treatment was delayed, or if the illness was particularly severe, there's a possibility of developing a lifelong, incurable condition. If this is true for other organs, the brain, with its most intricate structure, is certainly even more vulnerable—so even that detective couldn't guarantee that Sachiko's cognitive impairment would be cured, and instead chose to comfort us with an ambiguous blessing. Her final suggestion that we not rush to pay the commission fee was probably because she thought of this and felt guilty..."
Upon hearing her husband's guess, Lady Kuribayashi, still dressed as a psychic, showed obvious sadness and covered her eyes with the sleeve of her robe. However, her other hand still held firmly in her husband's large hand, though she was willing to let go.
I could almost hear the sound of something shattering.
"Later, when the troupe offended you, you apologized profusely, but when it came to compensation, you completely refused to pay..."
The man paused halfway through his sentence, because as he was being held in his mother's arms, he looked over her shoulder and saw the magic king with long, dark blue hair waving a folding fan, driving away the purplish-red mist as he chased after them.
Floating in the air, you exude a bright aura, yet lack the imposing presence of a king. Despite the absence of wind, your long, dark blue hair billows out like outstretched tentacles, obscuring the light from the streetlights in front of you.
The big boy in the after-school program burst into tears and shouted to Nazi.
"Sigh, it really is like that." Mr. Sachiko scratched the front of his head and gave a wry smile with a sigh.
Instead of responding, Ms. Sachiko directly gave her partner the command: "Mental Weakness!"
"Of course, this detective has already helped you a great deal. Regardless of Kuribayashi's current situation, you must go to this office in the city center tomorrow to express your gratitude in person."
However, Mr. Qiao Lian nodded directly without hesitation.
The misunderstandings that had been entangled were resolved at this moment.
Following the direction the man pointed, the couple and their six companions looked up at the rooftop of the building, but it seemed as if no one was standing below.
The mist dissolved, turning into tiny purple hands that reached out to grab the two fleeing individuals. Despite the mother's desperate running, she was still slightly slower than the spreading mist and was about to be caught.
Why are you equally concerned about the safety of this object?
Two enormous weapons, one pointed at the mother who gently cared for him every day, the other... what was it pointed at?
As the mysterious man began his entrance and delivered his lines, a chilling wind swept through the seven weeks, and the sky seemed to turn a deep, auspicious purple.
By the time Sachiko and her family realized something was wrong, the eight of them hadn't even reached a completely familiar, deserted section of road. There wasn't a single shop open for business, and above the streetlights, there was no one else in sight besides them.
"You suddenly realized that even without Sister Azure's help, you would have confessed your plans to each other sooner, Qiao Lian, who was on leave from school, would have left the class, and your cognitive impairment would have worsened as well... It really is the same situation as this argument, you were one step ahead again."
Her husband, Rejing, who also works in the theater troupe, responded as if he had long expected that day would not come.
The boy stared wide-eyed in terror, trying to block out the tragedy with his gaze.
"Card."
Mr. Qiao Lian replied earnestly. For me, it wasn't a solution that needed consideration, but rather a question for which a final conclusion hadn't yet been reached.
"We've finally met again, my dear imposters. What a touching reunion that even your precognitive abilities couldn't have foreseen! If they dare to call the police against you again, they'll know their place! Now is not the time for them to pay for their emotional distress!"
Kuribayashi, initially stiff as a puppet when picked up by his mother, suddenly became aware of the world halfway through the journey—
Before the true cause is understood, keeping one spouse away from home for an extended period means depriving that spouse of the right to see Kuribayashi, and even making it impossible for Kuribayashi to ever see him again. Of course, this would earn the husband's approval; you, who once had a minor argument with Mr. Sachiko, are willing to reignite such a meaningful debate.
The moonstone amulet that you wore around your neck has disappeared.
"Do you think you can leave alone while your wife and son leave? Your son is completely innocent, and your wife hasn't decided to give up her job at the circus yet."
"Dad! Mom! Please, he's going to hurt us."
The woman sighed.
The terrifying demon let out a strange, raucous laugh, lifting your mother and another object—whose true form you don't know—into the air. Then, it waved its hands as if performing some even more incredible magic.
Compared to the magnificent yet bizarre, bizarre yet magnificent scene behind them, the normalcy of "traveling back and forth between two worlds" seemed particularly pale and bleak, the strangeness of "mysteriously disappearing outside the classroom" was as coincidental as it was worth mentioning, and the fake superpowered couple had completely lost the courage to resist.
At the end of the street, next to the illegally erected retractable tape cordon, a man with a low ponytail pulled down the brim of his baseball cap and whispered into his earpiece.
Just as the dissolving ray was about to strike its opponent, the superpowered individual braced itself behind its back, and a special mirror-like light screen appeared in its hands—
"Haha, that sounds so righteous. But in this world, are there any villains with such a compassionate heart? If they're still so resolute when things end, they'll just arrest them as soon as it's over. Hmm, let's start with the older kids today..."
Facing two people—
As if sensing the warm atmosphere, Kuribayashi, who was being led between the couple, found a smile appearing on his face.
“Outside,” Kuribayashi tugged at his father’s sleeve, “it seems like there’s nothing hiding outside, although it’s not entirely a matter of worldly experience.”
At the critical moment, Qiao Lian saw it, and you cried out—
However, that would place the entire family's financial burden on her husband, and with the circus business booming, her decision seemed rather impulsive...
Mr. Qiao Lian was the first to react. Realizing I had entered completely unfamiliar territory, I instinctively shielded the man in front of me while simultaneously throwing the Poké Ball I was carrying into the middle of the street—
Lady Sachiko, carrying her son, ran another dozen steps, but was eventually bound by the purplish-red smoke hand. The night patrol spirits she sent out also collapsed somewhere.
"Yes!" Before the superpowered person's intentions could be revealed, the big boy shouted at the top of his lungs.
Yes, outside the purple mist, there seemed to be nothing being swept along and moved... What was it? Kuribayashi's eyes vaguely saw the shape of the thing, but he could make out its exact form.
"Kuribayashi, run out into the street. Remember, Mom and Dad will always love you..." Before she could finish speaking, her little hand swept her into the sky.
"Oh dear, just as expected, the plot is heading in that direction, exactly as you predicted. That's the next step."
"In the end, the blame lies with someone else. While the Dream Eater was certainly the culprit that made things worse, the one who truly confused the public and made Qiao Lian distinguish between fantasy and reality was you two, were you even qualified parents?"
"Does he know? Yes, he probably does, anyway, you do know. Xiao Yu's Pokémon has those psychic abilities—it knows 'Mirror Image'."
It's time to forget, it's time to see...people.
"Mom! Mom!" Kuribayashi cried out, collapsing onto the smooth cement floor.
"What happened? Were you ambushed?" Madam Qiao Lian also became wary.
This seems to be something more precious than anything else.
What's unfolding before our eyes is a miracle that no magic trick or stage prop can replicate. Even if an organization were to use superpowers and ghost-type Pokémon to try and imitate it, it would be impossible to perfectly recreate that earth-shattering, breathtaking effect.
"Kahahaha, kahahahahahaha."
"Little Yu, be on alert for seven weeks!"
"Interesting." The mysterious man shook his head in disappointment and unleashed a tangible burst of psychic energy towards Xiao Yu.
Even before today, Mrs. Sachiko had already woven a bad plan in her heart, but if no detective sister appeared to solve the mystery, you would definitely reveal your thoughts directly to your spouse like that.
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“Starting tomorrow, you plan to resign from the White Tree Hole Circus and stay home to accompany Kuribayashi.”
With a loud bang, the "Mental Weakness" attack, now many times weaker than before, changed direction and reflected back at the monster Xiaoyu, who had initially unleashed the attack.
Cracks appeared in the ground; a human face emerged in the sky; mysterious incantations mingled with the howling wind; shrubs in the green belt floated down, roots and leaves intact, swimming in the air like chubby creatures from an aquatic world; streetlights were cruelly and humanely stretched and twisted, transforming into incredible knotted shapes with the flick of a mysterious man's fingers; the roadside vending machines creaked and disintegrated on their own, spilling out colorful canned drinks that then lined up in long queues, swirling and dancing around you like a moving train…
"Oh? It's a 'Sealing' skill. To even think of using that on a psychic, that's really lacking in creativity, you imposter. That way, you can use 'Psychic' and 'Teleport' that you learned from Pokémon. But he'll probably think that's all you know, right?"
It turned out that her husband had been planning the same thing as her, but...
Just as the Magic King had declared, the miracle arrived as expected—
I continued, "The money saved up to leave the circus was never spent. Although it was a small amount, it was still a sum of money. If we cut back on expenses from tomorrow, even with one more person working, it should be enough to make ends meet. The main reason I brought those things up with him was because I was worried he would misunderstand my intentions. If he took it as an excuse to abandon him and Kuribayashi, there would be nothing you could do. Because we had a small argument afterwards, you were very worried that such a thing would happen."
As soon as the other person uttered the first sentence, Mr. Sachiko suddenly turned around, and a brown Pokémon that looked like an alien was clinging to my back. In the instant he turned around, it unleashed some kind of attack on the psychic.
"Next, we need to deal with these two escapees."
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"So he had already considered all that, huh? That's really something..."
"Make trouble? Ha."