(Well, in fact, this is from the perspective of Asakami Fujino, which inherited the previous chapter.,But because I didn't have time yesterday, I can only separate)

Because the clinic he had been visiting for a long time had closed, my father brought himself to this more remote place for treatment.

Waiting outside, after entering, my father took out the medicine he had been taking and showed it to the doctor, and finally the doctor prescribed the same medicine, a simple and monotonous itinerary that should theoretically be like this

"Did I say you're here to heal?"

From the moment he came in, he had already given himself a very strong sense of existence, as if he had gone through vicissitudes, and his body exuded a maturity that did not match his age, and the young man in white sat in the doctor's position, and unabashedly asked his father in an inquiring tone, and his eyes even carried a little disgust.

Huh? Sickness?

In my memory, my father said that I should be suffering from painless, why did I say that I was sick?

"When, of course, why do you ask?" Under the fierce eyes of the other party, his father began to cower a little, stammering and sweat running down his forehead, but he was at a loss.

Is it because you can't stand that gaze that feels unusually sharp from the perspective of a bystander? Or is it because you were cut to the sore spot?

I don't understand

A strange emotion surged in his heart, as if he was telling himself not to listen to the next conversation

Cover your ears so you don't have to hear what you don't want to hear

Turn around and walk so you don't have to face this strange emotion

But why are the limbs like they've been filled with lead? Not to mention running away, you can't even do something as simple as covering your ears

Why, exactly?

"In other words, painkillers cannot solve the disease, not the root cause, and they can't even treat the symptoms, but they just make the patient feel their condition. Are you sure it's called healing?"

Step by step, it is clear that the silver-haired boy is about the same age as himself, and the weight of what he should say is not enough for people to face it. However, the words that came out of his mouth were as heavy as a mountain, and there was no room for questioning.

My father's face couldn't be more pale, but I'm afraid I'm not much better

I suffer from painlessness, which is a very rare symptom, strictly speaking, it is not a disease, the symptom is that my senses cannot function as well, in other words, I have no sense of touch and pain, all of which are told by my parents.

Painkillers do not feel painless about their condition

Bold assumptions came to mind, and tears began to flow non-stop

Since my father left with a relieved look on his face, he has not stopped crying when he was left in the examination room, and that expression lingers in his heart like a brand.

To his father, he is just a burden that troubles him? In the past, I didn't even think about this kind of problem, but now I put it naked in front of my eyes.

No, maybe it's just that I don't dare to think about it

What should I do next?

The question was tangled in his mind, and in a daze, the silver-haired young man seemed to say something to the doctor at the clinic, and then took his hand and left the clinic, walking down the street at sunset.

The head is empty, whether it is the destination, whether it is the parents, these things are no longer there, or the unstoppable tears are the only consolation for themselves

"Ahh

"So, I'll talk about the rest when I get home, I'll see you later."

Putting the phone back in the pocket of his trench coat, the silver-haired boy turned his head to look at himself.

"Is this next?"

"Crying out when you are sad can soothe your feelings, otherwise you will accumulate invisible pressure, but if you cry for too long, negative feelings will accumulate, which will not only have the opposite effect, but also be harmful to the body, so pay attention to it."

"Because, because" The words choked to death in his throat, and he couldn't make a sound, and Asakami Fujino could only look at Emiya Shirou in front of him with tears.

is already homeless, because my father has happily pushed himself to others, and he probably won't be able to go back in the future.

has nothing to rely on, because he has always trusted unconditionally, his closest parents, who have been deceiving him all along.

The pain of the heart is like being torn, this double blow may not even be able to bear by adults, and how heavy is it for children?

"Or would you rather continue to live a life of being scupped and deceived by them?"

A voice that was a hundred times softer than when she faced her father just now, and gently wiped away the other party's tears with a hand towel, Emiya Shirou looked at Asagami Fujino with pity.

Or sometimes people don't know the facts, people are less miserable, but that's just escapism.

Problems arise when they arise, and they don't disappear because you want to run away from them, on the contrary, because you turn a blind eye to the problem for a long time, it becomes more and more indulgent and more severe under your eyes.

Escapism is not even a symptom, at least the latter can alleviate the problem.

If you don't face up to the problem, there will be no solution. Instead of forcing yourself to adapt, you can take a leap and try to forge a new path.

Therefore, Emiya Shirou categorically drove Asagami Yasuzo back, and that seemingly impulsive behavior actually contained his thoughtfulness, but when he thought about it, he habitually ignored his own situation.

He has always been forced to live for three lifetimes, and even when he is impulsive, he can maintain a certain amount of sanity, and pure blood is certainly attractable, but sometimes it will only cause harm to others, just like he did in his previous life.

The high level of human rejection is beyond the description of pen and ink, since Asakami Fujino's ability has awakened, then it will be difficult for her to live a normal life in this world, at least she alone is not possible, and the will also has a limit, not to mention that the ability is not necessarily controlled by the will.

Of course, Emiya Shirou can also forcibly brainwash Asakami Fujino's parents, and then help her from the side.

It's just that what is the significance of a family formed on the premise of brainwashing?

"No, there is no way, because I am a cursed child"

"That kind of thing isn't a curse, it's just your ability, if that's also called a curse, there should be a lot of people in a certain association who want to be cursed!"

"Huh? But, however, everyone says it's a curse from heaven."

"That's just because they're scared," he sighed softly, and Emiya continued.

"If only the learning ability is higher, or the physical ability is stronger, people can still accept this reality, but if there is something beyond their cognition, which they cannot understand and cannot fight, then they can only use all kinds of means to alleviate their fear, even if it causes harm to that thing. Just as there are good and bad people in ordinary human beings, can't a person who has the ability be a good person? Or to put it another way, have you ever thought about using your power to kill someone?"

"Just, no!"

Even I can't explain that the usually introverted Asagami Fujino is unusual, loudly rejecting Emiya Shirou's rhetorical question, and then timidly lowering his head. Is it because the other party's soft tone alleviates the sorrow in his heart? Or is it because the other party's gentle eyes have reduced the resistance in his heart? Before I knew it, the tears had not flowed anymore, and even the dazed feelings had been alleviated a lot.

"That's it. Abilities are like double-edged swords, just as a weapon can become a murder weapon in the hands of a bad person, or a weapon wielded to protect what is important to a good person, depending on how you use it. Make an agreement with me to remember this, being capable is not a curse, but rather a unique one. Therefore, you don't have the need to feel sorry for yourself at all" Stroking Asakami Fujino's forehead, Emiya Shirou stretched out his hand to her.

"Although it may be a little unaccustomed at first, I promise that no one will discriminate against you because of your ability to come here, so I will ask you one last time, would you like to come and live in my house?" Fujino. ”

Emiya Shirou smiled lightly at Asakami Fujino. Is it because of the glow of the setting sun? Or is it because of that reliable figure? The smile was incomparably dazzling in the latter's eyes.

"Well, please give me a lot of advice, brother."

Wiping away the tears from her eyes, the little girl hugged her bitter brother tightly, and her face showed a happy smile that she had never had before