First of all...... The author does not accept the blade

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"If there's nothing to do, please go back. The girl with short black hair pushed open the door with an indifferent expression: "Today www.biquge.info, the Yichuan family is doing white business, if you are a guest, please change the day." “

Unexpectedly, standing outside the door was not the fake relatives that the girl had expected, but a tall man in a black robe.

"Well, I'll sit at the door and wait." The black-robed man really sat on the ground, planning to sit in front of Yi Chuan's house like this and not leave.

The girl's good-looking brows furrowed slightly, this unreasonable black-robed man didn't know when he had been knocking on the door since he started, and when the people in the clan were really impatient, he let the girl go out to deal with it, but he didn't expect that he would still be here now.

"What the hell is it about?" This time the girl's tone was tinged with anger.

"......" The black-robed man's eyes, shrouded in the shadow of the hood, seemed to be fixed on the girl.

After a long time, after the girl was seen a little hairy, the black-robed man smiled meaningfully: "I see...... And so it was. ”

"You really don't distinguish between good and bad!" The girl now only felt that the black-robed man in front of her was simply inexplicable.

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll leave now." The black-robed man got up and patted the dust on his body and walked away, and before leaving, he gave the girl a word: "We will meet again, but it will be ...... then."

"Hey! Don't go! What do you mean by that? By the time the girl came to her senses, the black-robed man was gone.

Doubts amplified in the girl's heart, gradually turning into fear.

The black-robed man just now seemed to have some kind of weapon tied to his waist.

And in the black robe, the girl felt a sense of familiarity, it seemed to be the ghost that the girl saw in the picture album when she was a child......

Linked to today's white matter, the girl only felt a burst of hair.

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The girl's name is Sachiko Ikawa, and she is the second daughter of the Ikawa family. As the girl said before, today's Yichuan family held a funeral, and the object was the Yichuan master.

"That old scumbag is finally dead." The girl sighed indifferently: "It's very happy." ”

It's a father, but the girl has no feelings for him,

The reason is very simple, because Master Yichuan is a bastard. Recognized bastards.

A girl who sees through the warmth and coldness of human feelings, how can she not know how much the guys who are hypocritical and crying to death in it want to share their own property.

The division of property is all a matter of the eldest son and eldest daughter, and the girl's humble way of passing on the second daughter can only make her nominally better than those domestic servants, so the only thing the girl can do now is to keep sighing outside that the scum has finally gone to hell.

The death of the girl's mother is directly related to Master Yichuan, even if it is only this bad thing, that Master Yichuan should pay for his life.

Although the two servants who approached him bowed their heads, their eyes hidden in the shadows were completely undisguised—contempt, ridicule, and even a faint evil desire. Among the few things left to the girl by the girl's mother was hereditary beauty. Although he is young, he can already see a little bit of his appearance.

[The doors and windows are going to be closed a little tighter tonight......] The girl shook her head and continued on her way without paying attention.

The shape in front of me is like a broken firewood house...... Perhaps the hut of the broken wood house was where she and her mother lived, and since her mother's death, this simple but warm little shabby house was the only place where the girl could be quiet.

The thought that this was the place where she once lived with her mother, and now only a trace of warmth remains, the girl's heart aches.

"Mom's ......"

The girl curled up her tiny body on the bamboo mat and looked around sneakily. After making sure that there was no one around, he carefully pulled out a stone drawing board and a stone pen from the mezzanine of the pillow.

The drawing board and the stone pen were the last two things left by the mother, and the girl alone could not afford such things. Her mother taught her how to approach life and also taught her to draw.

[If Sachiko is not happy, then come and draw! Then the mood will be a little better. 】

Lifting the stone pen, the girl gently lifted the drawing board and placed it between her knees.

"Mom, I heard others say that that scum didn't die a normal death." The girl's paintbrush kept carving on the stone slab as she talked to her imaginary mother.

"I think it's very likely, is it that he usually does too many bad things, and as a result, he was found by a monster?"

The hand holding the brush shook slightly, and then continued to carve.

As if angry, the girl said indifferently: "If there are monsters, it is better to kill all those scum!" ”

The hand holding the brush shook slightly, and the white stain was wet with the tears that kept dripping.

"Uh......h My eyes are blurry...... I can't see anything clearly......"

The sobbing girl gently wiped the marks off the drawing board and tried to redraw when she felt the touch of her fingers not quite right.

"Huh......? This is! ”

A terrifying youkai with four hands, three eyes, two legs, a cape, and a green face and fangs is inscribed on the stone tablet. Under the shadow of the hair, a vicious look looms.

"Can't wipe it off!?" The girl was stunned and kept rubbing the rough surface of the slate, and the white marks that could usually be easily wiped off seemed to merge with the slate today.

Then the girl became scared: "I didn't draw this!" What's going on!? ”

"Damn!" The girl rubbed her fingers against the slate with all her might, but even if the skin was worn out and blood flowed, it could not get rid of the demon on the drawing board, and the blood stained on the drawing board made the monster even more hideous and weird.

"Huh!! Huh, huh!! ”

"Inside! It's time to get out and work! ”

The impatient urging of the servant outside the door startled the panicked girl.

"Wait, wait, wait! I'll be right away! The girl hurriedly looked down at her unformed sketchpad and looked around anxiously: "Where is it hidden...... Whatever! ”

Throwing the drawing board and stone pen directly into the bed, the girl ran to the door and pushed the door open, and smiled at the servants outside: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

"Hmph, even if you are the second daughter in name, we have a way to teach you a lesson." The servant, who looked down at the girl contemptuously, laughed cruelly: "For example...... Add some 'vegetables' to your meal when it is brought to you, like cockroaches, lizards or whatever? ”

"Hahaha!" The servant laughed wildly and turned away, what did it matter to him as for the girl's mood?

The girl's face was covered with the shadow of bangs, and her small fists were clenched hard, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the corner where the girl couldn't see, the stone slab hidden in the quilt seemed to sense the girl's breath at the moment, quietly emitting light and heat, and the blood that the girl sprinkled on it strangely merged into the stone slab, and the white traces gradually dyed red into the color of blood.

On the slate, a demon was painted with blood......