"Brother, where's the pudding in the fridge?"

"I ate it, it tasted good, it was good enough to be called a superb, and it was a qualified existence as an after-dinner dessert. ”

"However, that's Yu Pudding, and the elder brother will go buy it right now!"

"Jingle Bell! I've been ready since I stole the pudding, and I've been queuing for an hour to get a limited-edition pudding that's exactly the same as the one you bought before. ”

From the four-dimensional pocket (is there really such a thing?), accompanied by some kind of déjà vu sound effect, lift up the pudding that was hard to buy.

"Elder Brother ......"

"Isn't it impressive?"

"Who would be moved?!If it weren't for the elder brother stealing Yu's pudding, how could he buy another pudding, and in the end, Yu still only had one pudding, and, elder brother, this is not Yu's favorite taste, it's your own favorite taste. ”

Taro flavor and cantaloupe flavor are really not the same type.

"Ahaha~"

"It's not a matter of fooling the past with a giggle. ”

"Highly recommend the taro flavor. ”

"That's not the problem, hmph, ignore you. ”

......

In the dark woods, it was the kind of eerie woods that were not strange to see monsters at any time, and the sun's rays could not reach it, and the fog was so thick that it blocked the beams of light, and everything seemed to be dark.

The spear that surrounded the arc dripped the monster's bright red blood, and the corpse of the Dark Knight not far away remained standing, not because he didn't want to fall, but because the vines on the ground restrained his body.

The arc flickered in mid-air, connecting into a golden thread that reached into the distance, in order to detect the existence of bioelectric currents, identify the enemy hiding in the shadows, raise the spear in his hand, and through the trajectory formed by the arc, throw a spear that would never deviate, hit the skull, pierced his skull, and nailed it to the trunk of the giant tree in the sky.

"Voyeurism is not a good interest. ”

Stretching out his right hand, the five fingers are spread, and the arc that connects the spear and the palm of the hand forms a super magnetic force that is still maintained across thousands of meters, and the opposite sex attracts, breaking away from the corpse nailed to the trunk, and the spear returns to the hands of its owner, a beautiful girl with shoulder-length blonde hair - Chihime.

Turn the spear to form a spear flower and sweep away the blood attached to the spear.

In the end, the useless spear will be included in the "Long Strategy".

Walking towards the wooden house that appeared at an unknown time, he didn't intend to knock on the door, and kicked the door open, and saw the white-haired boy who was arguing with other women about pudding.

“......”

“.................................”

"Who is she?"

"My sister. ”

"Miss Ben can get angry too, keep that in mind. ”

"See, Rankhime Michitomo, I'll record this in a memo, by the way, can I close the door? ”

"It was very warm inside, right? ”

"Yes, it's really warm. ”

"Yu pudding!"

Turning his head to his sister, who wanted to continue the debate, the white-haired boy tore open the pudding in his hand and threw it towards what looked like a bedroom.

"I'm very sorry, but according to the contract with them, I can't directly guide them, so I can only ask you!"

Silently closing the door of the room in which she entered, Chichihime's expression softened slightly.

"It looks very eerie from the outside. ”

"You mean to decorate this room with an eerie look as well?"

"Don't play dumb. ”

The size of the house clearly does not match the small cabin seen outside, regardless of how Yuki folded the space for the time being.

"Next time I will choose a sunny place. ”

......

The basement, the perfect place for torture, all the props have been prepared, whether it is an iron virgin or a wooden horse, or knives, all kinds of painful instruments are neatly placed, but there is a little problem in cleaning, and there is blood on it that cannot be erased.

There was a foul smell in the air.

"What is the mood of the shrine maiden who performed the state sacrifice, as long as I want, I can let you be locked in the pigsty like a sow who only knows how to breed, and enjoy the pleasure of muddy water lapping on the ketone body. ”

Spit out your tongue, lick the air, or simply inhale the fragrance of the witch in the air, so beautiful women, so cute, so cute that people want to kill her.

The handsome baron was now nothing more than a torturer, holding in his hand the hair of His Excellency the Shrine Maiden, black and silky, that made one want to try it.

"Forget it, taste the hair of the shrine maiden, it's too much anyway, or start from the beginning, such as skin or something. ”

"Get out, villain, I will always be loyal to the royal family, it is impossible to give you the protection of the dragon vein, no matter how you threaten me, it is impossible to kill me, because you still need me, so I will not do what you want, as long as the people of the royal family find out that I have disappeared, organize a search and rescue team, and find out that this torture room is no matter how long it is a matter of time, let me go, and you still have a chance to repent." ”

"Huh...... Hahahahaha...... It's worthy of a shrine maiden.,Even the jokes are so funny.。 ”

It's really been a long time since she's laughed so happily, why is she so simple and kind to question that there is nothing more painful in this world than death, why is she able to say such things after listening to her description of the life in the pigsty, it can't be that she doesn't even know the existence of the pigsty, but has just tasted food made from pork?

Poof!

The blade pierced the shrine maiden's skin, stirring the blade in the flesh and blood, and screaming at the same time.

"It hurts, it hurts, stop! Ahh——!h

"Hahahaha ”

Pulling out the blood-stained blade, the shrine maiden's punctured and crumbling skin was restored in a few seconds, but the spilled blood had no intention of returning, and the flesh foam remaining on the blade was still there, declaring that the painful experience was not an illusion.

So a toy that doesn't have a bad ass and countless ways to torture it, it's really a toy that you can't put down.

The blade of the knife is baked on the candle until it is hot, and a dull red glow appears, and you can feel the heat transmitted even by the handle of the knife in your hand.

"Now moving on to the next stage, before that, ask, Venerable Miko, do you mean to change your mind?"

“...... Nope!"

"Ho, full of vigor and speech, I hope that the next moment will not turn into a cry for mercy. ”

This time with a different hand, the area that has just felt the pain will slowly get used to it, but don't underestimate the adaptability of humans, especially the shrine maiden, so in order to maximize the benefit (shouting to maximize the decibels), quickly stab the blade, and the blood comes into contact with the hot iron, and the blood vapor evaporates instantly, followed by a hint of the aroma of barbecue.

"Quack, ah, ah——!"

Mikoma's screams came to an abrupt end, after all, calling was one of the ways to vent her pain, and it was a good idea to plug her mouth and let her play music through her nose.

It became a whimper, much better than a loud shout.

"Woo woo ............"

"What are you talking about? I don't hear clearly?"

Definitely deliberate, listening attentively, with a playful smile on his face, it seems that he is holding back his laughter very hard, and he is about to laugh to the point of tears, which is simply hilarious.

"Be louder~ Don't be like a sow, puff and puff. ”

Turning the hot blade of the blade exacerbated the pain, which made the body tremble uncontrollably, and the shrine maiden couldn't hold it back, wetting the bed like a child who hadn't grown up.

After the extreme pain, the body's protective function was activated, and the shrine maiden went into shock.

"Waiting for the next playtime, it's one of the few breaks. ”

Only a shock coma can give a little rest.

......

A few days ago.

The man dressed as a priest entered the kingdom, and on a sunny morning, stood in the middle of the street, the blades around him approaching and moving away, and the cacophony of voices echoed in his ears.

"It's exactly the same, everywhere, full of the smell of rotten fruit, so to change, I will bring the revelation of the stars, follow the expectations of Mother Earth, and satisfy the pain and sorrow that should be given to mankind once and for all, and show the world as it really is. ”

Holding the Bible in his hand, the rapidly turning leaves seemed to have no end, and when he closed the book, the pedestrians around him did not seem to notice the priest's words.

"Start here. ”

Black particles spilled out of the heavy parchment books, and all the humans who were stained stopped what they were doing, and the next second, they continued their work as if nothing had ever happened.

"The seeds have been planted, and the next thing is to wait quietly for them to sprout, but it is too slow for the pace of disaster to stop because of humans. ”

Smack!

The fruit fell to the ground, and the next moment Nine was trampled and torn apart, and on top of the scattered vegetables and fruits was a crowd of quarrels, taking the heavy objects around them, whatever they usually used to do, such as benches, baskets, planks, and the like, and smashing them at the nearest person.

The fierce slap aimed at the skull, the tapping on the bones, the screams mixed with the screams of pain and sadistic pleasure, what a beautiful melody.

There was a woman over there, she was choked by her husband's neck, her face was as ugly as a frog, she kept resisting, and used her nails to buckle out the flesh and blood on the hand that choked her neck, but it was all in vain, her husband with a smile, strangled his wife who had loved him for several years to death, the trachea seemed to be pinched to deformation, and the muscles on the red swan-like neck were slowly recovering from the prototype, all of which were useless, and the raised pupils revealed a piece of white, hideous, With a painful face dripping with saliva and tears, she died with such a miserable look.

Okay, turn your eyes away from the loser, the two here look like they should be father and son, and the meat skewer in his hand is the one that his father bought for him not long ago, and the young man with a bright smile on his face will now pierce his father's eyeballs.