I have a secret that no one will believe if I tell it.
I have a little devil.
It's either a human cub or a real ghost. I've been raising it for ten years.
It is said that my horoscope is not very good, and I will easily overwhelm anyone I get close to. My mother died in childbirth, so the goddess asked my father to send me to a temple to raise me for six years, saying it would help me ward off misfortunes and pray for blessings. My dad didn't believe it and kept me with him for six years. One snowy day towards the end of my sixth year, my dad was hit and killed when his taxi skidded on the sidewalk on the way home.
It was probably from this time on that I could see some unclean things.
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