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Hello everyone, my name is Yu, I'm 16 years old this year, I'm medium to thin, and my gender is naturally male - I originally wanted to put it after my age to indicate my gender, but I thought it was very important so I put it at the end.

Isn't there a saying that "heroes are always the last to appear"? It may feel a little out of place, but anyway, it's just me making it up in my head, and I can understand it myself.

By the way, gender is important because people get it wrong.

Although I do look a little better, don't always doubt our gender! And I don't know why the boys always treat me like a woman, and the girls don't mind me changing into sports clothes with them in the classroom - so although I am a little excited about this free benefit, I can't afford to accept it

If it's just the above, you must think that I'm just an ordinary high school student who is just worried about life.

However, this qiē is actually deliberately placed on the outside by me - the so-called appearance is also a weapon, which is not something that only women can talk about.

And I relied on my male-female appearance to expand the communication group around me again and again, just because I didn't want to feel empty.

Emptiness? Yes, it's emptiness, I don't know why, I've had an inexplicable sense of loneliness since I was a child, as if something was missing.

By the way, I'm an orphan - maybe I was abandoned because I was born with a "memory", but the wonderful thing is that I don't have this abandoned memory, and sometimes I wonder if I was created by the Creator alone, and I don't have any parents.

Later, I was adopted by the Kasuga Noya.

However, the reason why the Kasugano couple adopted me was because of my unknown assets, an old shrine that is said to have believers all over the world.

Of course, I didn't resist, because Kasugano had a sister who depended on me - her sister's name was Tsubaki, and she was a very, very cute girl who always looked at me in the corner for a while, and would pounce when she saw that I was not angry.

The only regret I have is that Tsubaki was born with an eye disease, and her eyesight will get worse and worse as she grows older, so my wish is to enter a medical university and become an ophthalmologist to cure my sister's disease.

However, not long after I set this goal, the terrible couple who had been ignoring the continued deterioration of my sister's eye disease began to use the shrine to establish a cult (harmony)!

I didn't care about that, what really made me angry was that they were still using my sister and constantly teaching her some weird and completely useless "spells" that were just used to deceive. I really want to say to them: Do you two guys have a problem with their heads? Can't you cheat others yourself? Why do you have to drag it on?

I know they won't listen because they've never smiled sincerely. How could two people who have always had money in their hearts and were blackened by the rolling "faith fees" care about my words?

Religion is slowly growing, but the greed of the Kasugano couple is getting stricter and stricter.

Just as I was about to leave this filthy home with my sister, they passed away unexpectedly – in a car accident, supposedly by an oil spill and explosion. I didn't think about it at the time, and then I realized that I was too careless, because the average car rarely explodes due to oil spills.

I have to say, I was really relieved, hehe, completely relieved, even I felt terrible.

One day, some of the people who cared about "something" and wanted my sister to see the latest edition of the magazine and go home early from school, I saw my sister being pulled and pushed down in the corner of the shrine by a bunch of people, and the old man who seemed to be the main messenger was the guy who was closest to the Kasugano couple in the first place.

I don't know what kind of mentality it was, but when I saw my sister struggling, I felt something break in my heart, and then I unconsciously held a gold-colored sword made of diamonds in my palm—it was really made of diamonds, and I was surprised for a long time.

After that, as if possessed by something, I used swordsmanship that I had never seen before to clean up the world of those who wanted to defile my most important sister from this world!

Luckily, I came back early, otherwise I don't think even I would have forgiven myself if something had happened.

"Brother, brother, woo woo...... Tsubaki is so scared......"

Tsubaki squeezed her petite body into my arms with all her might, and the double fear of her body and mind made her cry.

"It's okay, my brother will protect you and won't let anyone else hurt you!"

I could only caress Tsubaki's back to comfort her, but I don't know why a vague silver-white back faintly appeared in my heart.

After painstakingly cleaning up the corpses of those people, I put all the money in my family close to me, and then set fire to the shrine that had caused Tsubaki pain, and took her out of the small world.

In order not to affect my sister again, I spent most of my money on bribing the relevant officials, and of course, I also kept a video of the bribery for insurance.

Kasugano Tsubaki's perspective——

My name is Kasuga Notsubaki and I'm an ordinary otaku. The most favorite person is my brother, and the most important person is, of course, my brother.

Now he lives with his brother in the house that his brother bought—he used to have his parents' own, but the smiling faces of those two people are always on the piece of paper that represents wealth.

When I was a child, I didn't have self-awareness, and I always simply listened to my parents' education and learned some strange words, but now I think about it, it's really "stupid"!

In the past, the family opened a shrine, so my parents began to hold evil (harmony) cult activities and gained a huge amount of wealth. Even though my brother didn't say anything, I knew that the shrine belonged to my brother! My brother is not my own brother - I was really sad when I accidentally told my drunken parents about it, but now I feel a sense of relief, and I don't tell you for any reason!

When the influence of the cult (harmony) became more and more extensive, the parents died unexpectedly, and all the believers began to lose their minds.

The old man who I didn't like very much, who was always looking at me with strange eyes that even I could feel, secretly gathered all the believers and began his demagogic behavior.

I didn't want to get in touch with the cult (harmony) anymore, so I didn't pay much attention to it. But one day, the old man took advantage of my brother's absence from studying to bring someone to surround me.

I was scared and struggled, but my limbs were pulled apart, and I wanted to shout loudly, but I heard the old man muttering to himself, "It's a pity, your brother is not here, otherwise you can taste him......"

Brother, please don't come back! I silently prayed for my brother in my heart, and at that moment I felt an inexplicable peace in my heart.

But, my brother came back anyway, with a magazine he bought from the convenience store — it was for me, I know.

Because of my parents, I didn't go to school, so my brother was always teaching me, and he often used the money he earned from his part-time job to buy me all kinds of books. The reason is that I once told him that he likes to read all kinds of books.

"Brother......

I screamed, feeling relieved that my brother had arrived, but more often than not, I was also worried and scared because of my brother's arrival.

"Oh, I was just wondering when you're going to come back, I was going to let you see what your sister looked like after the 'sacrifice', but since you're here, let's go together!"

The old man stretched out his dirty hand to his brother.

My brother lowered his head, and his silver bangs blocked my vision: "...... Sacrifice? ”

He seemed to say something, but I didn't hear it clearly, and the next moment, a golden sword strangely appeared in my brother's hand.

Great, my brother can run away with a weapon! I thought happily.

However, my brother did not leave, but used his gorgeous swordsmanship to cut down all the people around me to the ground. That's when I knew that my brother was so good at swordsmanship! It's just that I'm sad that my brother's hands are stained with dirty colors because of myself!

Since then, I have been studying hard, but I was born with an eye disease that prevented me from learning like ordinary people, so I began to contact the Internet, and I also knew that the world was so big!

One day, I started my own blog on the Internet, where I updated my learning methods every day - I figured out how guò could help people who were similar to me or who were struggling to learn.

However, to my surprise, the blog unexpectedly exploded on the Internet. More and more people are following my blog, and I don't even know when I started to have a fan base of my own.

My screen name is your shrine maiden - and now I wear the standard shrine maiden costume. My brother used to say that I was cute in a shrine maiden costume, so even though I hated the things that used to be at the shrine, I still put on the shrine maiden costume, and I got used to it over time.

The topic is far away, because the screen name has "shrine maiden", so the fan group is also called "shrine", and fans are called believers, priests and other names according to their contributions to the "shrine".

To do this, I need to check the messages that "believers" have left on me every day, some of them are asking for blessings, some are writing about their circumstances, and so on.

From these comments, I can learn a lot of things that I can't know in online news. However, I prefer to keep a diary with a pen rather than a blog, because the diary is more about my own world.

ps: The protagonist's amnesia will be like this for the first copy.,As for what the reason is.,I'll introduce it later.。 Not all future journalists appear in this volume, but only a few. In addition, there is no discipline to count tickets and collect~~~~