Cursed dialogue I've been told many times. Every time Naoki Akamezawa heard the word, the dos black things were swirling in her chest, her fingertips trembling, and her whole body's cells were attacked by the feeling as if they were boiling.
Cold eyes. Contempt eyes. irritating eye. The Eye of Disappointment. That's always the kind of gaze I can point at my father. And from his father's mouth, he's only ever spoken a negative word.
No matter how much they curse you, Naoki won't mind. I don't see myself getting scolded for something like that because I've scored low on tests and I've been having problems at school. Don't scold me. Just curse. That's the kind of father I was.
However, there is only one thing I cannot forgive. When people make fun of their hobby preferences, that's unforgivable. It is most unforgivable to be told that you are not manly, etc.
Sure, Naoki's hobby is far from masculine. I collected dolls like girls play, loved flowers, sewed and liked cute stuff anyway. I only think of sports and other savages, and all my outdoor hobbies have only a bad impression.
My father couldn't help but like such a good fortune. A healthy child out of the country, a sports boy as a child, the father who could only think of old-fashioned objects in shape could not help but be angry that this one son was the opposite of himself. And you never obey what your father says.
One day, at last, his father was clean, raising his hand to Naoki and shouting.
"For such a wretched child, you are so busy being defiant to me! He's like this. He's not my kid!
At that time, his father was nauseous. He scolded me and beat Naoki over and over again, although he was at ease for once.
"Please don't, Father!
"Shut up! You're giving birth to such a loser! Ugh, no!
The mother, who left it to anger to stop, also beat him up, and the mother blew him up and fell, punching his head against the wall of the pillar.
When he saw the blood spill out in large quantities and his mother cramped out, his father woke up drunk at once and his face turned blue.
My father immediately called an ambulance, and then Naoki said.
"Hey... just say it was an accident. For a dumb son like you and such a dumb woman who gave birth to you, it's something that shouldn't happen when my life ends. If I tell you I killed him, I'll kill him."
Strangling Naoki's neck, his father threatened him with the shape of a demon.
By the time the ambulance arrived, the bodies were rolling in two. A mother who died by striking her head on a pillar and a father who was rarely stabbed with a knife.
"I killed them both."
Naoki told the paramedics as he fixed his father's face.
"Dad, sweetie. Sleeping faces are adorable. He's always been an angry, disgusting face, but he's cute with these faces."
Naoki set his father's expression with his bloody hands, and when he heard the dialogue he had spoken, the paramedics were relieved.
Naoki was then to be turned to a psychiatric appraisal, but a strange visitor visited him at Naoki's place of detention.
"It's boring to shake your life on a stick for stupid parents, isn't it?
In the visiting room, a strange voice sounds distinctly different from the flesh voice. There is no one but myself.
'If you're going to be my servant, I'm going to free you from this place right now and give you a new life. I'll make a nice modification to your body. "
"Who? Where are you talking?
Naoki gets creepy, indulges in fear but speaks up.
"Look, don't be surprised."
A white cat showed up on the other side of the acrylic plate.
"What is this joke..."
'I'm not kidding. I'm gonna smash this place right now. "
After the words, the white cat caught the acrylic plate. The acrylic plate is then cut diagonally.
"Do you have more proof? I'll answer some requests."
"It feels cute when I see it... but when I talk, it makes my cuteness fade."
'You're more busy. So, what are you gonna do? You don't want to get out of here?
White cat asking again. Naoki's answer had been decided.
Seven people - cherry blossoms, vipers, Sylvia, Nal, several nights, milk, and zuzuki - were hand-in-hand checking around the Florescu family mansion after the vampires fled.
"As expected, there was a blood bag in the basement of the mansion... where someone who was sucking blood was imprisoned."
Cherry blossoms report. Cherry blossoms found them first, as the palace state similarly surrounds the diners underground.
As we all went into the basement, a considerable number of humans had been captured. Among them, the room where many old men were captured was heterogeneous. They are all blindfolded and monkeys, restrained with their hands and feet. There are a variety of torture instruments lined up all over the room. And there's a terrible stench.
"Grandpa only...? Kind of a bad taste...... Besides, this torture tool......"
"Backstreet. Then they call me a pig about the money changers."
What night explains.
"I should have been a congressman. I retired quite a while ago. I wonder if this was the president of the electric company. Oh, this one used to be a popular entertainer."
And, Sylvia.
"Were you taking the famous man on the street and feeding him? Something... distorted."
As Viper says, I'm going to remove one of the old men's monkeys.
"Tell me what kind of guy was sucking blood on you"
"Ya, are you going to help me!?
"We're asking questions, aren't we?
The old man trembled when the viper woke him up.
"It was a woman...... But I haven't seen him. Because I've always been blindfolded... From the conversation, it was like the Lord here."
"I knew you were getting blood from Operator Florescu."
Hear the old man's words, cherry blossoms conclude.
"Try psychometry."
Naru offers, meditates his eyes.
"Sylvia, let the hand of O 'myrape chase the vampires who have fled."
Says the milk in the basket that Tsukishi holds.
"I'm doing it even if you don't tell me, and I don't want you to be ordered out of my rape."
Silvia stares at the basket and sounds grumpy.
"Are they true ancestors? Are you all right? If we find a tail."
"I'm fine. The guy you're tailing, he's pretty good at being in Omi Rape."
Sylvia laughs invincibly at the dramatic cherry blossoms.
'Alarm for the enemy. Killed them all. Whatever I say, I felt they were pretty tough. If they hadn't retreated along the way, and continued to fight with madness in their deaths, this would have been quite hurtful, or there might have been casualties.'
"Mm..."
Sylvia mumbles as the milk made a rare and serial voice.
'Damn, Sylvia lives there for a long time, but you don't grow out of your brain muscles inside. He's a lot more of a brain hungry than our viper. Ma, that's why I could be an overlife - but nah.'
After paying attention to seriousness, disgusting milk.
"Making, Passing"
When Sylvia speaks, Tsukuri turns to Sylvia and throws the basket in her hand.
"Ooh! Oops!"
"Phew, wow! Funya! Fugi!"
Every time Sylvia wields a basket full of power and slams it against the floor or wall, she raises a shitty cat scream.
"Sister, don't break my bag. I don't care inside. So, what do you got?
After Viper speaks to Sylvia, he looks at Nal.
"Not really. The only memory I have left in this room is every day I torture and suck blood. Ah. But I kind of figured out the character of a person called an operator. You have a huge complex against humans."
"Not many vampires like that. It's more unusual for a vampire to say that I don't have a complex or an admiration, even though there's a difference in degree.
Hearing Naru's dialogue, Sakura said with a vain look.