Even though it was Tendo Kisara, who was dirt poor, who paid for it.

While crossing the overpass.

The group heard a clear and gentle singing voice.

"Someone is singing, and it sounds pretty good." Exusiai pricked up her ears to listen.

"over there."

Wei Ming walked in one direction and stopped at the corner.

Both Hong and Lan Yuan Yanzhu, who were holding his hands, looked grief-stricken.

"what happened?"

Several people walked over, puzzled.

They witnessed a heartbreaking scene.

A frail, white-haired girl, who looked as if she could collapse at the slightest touch, was singing with all her might.

In front of her on the ground was a small, worn-out, dusty bowl.

The girl singing held up a wooden sign.

It reads in a crooked hand: “I am the cursed child of the outer district. I need money to buy food for my sister. Please give me alms.”

Obviously.

This is a cursed son who begs and performs for a living.

He was wearing tattered clothes, with only a dirty shawl to cover the holes in them.

The girl's face was dirty, and a white cloth covered her eyes.

The girl's voice was clear and crisp, and her singing was pleasant to the ear; together they sounded wonderful.

But even with such singing, she couldn't get anything to beg for.

The small bowl was empty.

Not a single passerby stopped.

Faced with the little girl's beautiful singing, they all showed disgust, frowned, and hurriedly left.

It was simply because the wooden sign clearly stated that she was the cursed child.

Hong clenched Weiming's sleeve tightly.

food…

She was so hungry that she picked up a piece of bread from the ground.

Little did she know that it was that piece of bread that led her into the law enforcement's trap.

If her brother hadn't saved her, she would probably have been beaten to death and left to rot in a ditch.

It is precisely because of that experience.

That's why I can empathize with them.

Aihara Enju stepped forward, frowning, and asked, "Are you blind?"

The girl stopped singing, smiled, and nodded: "Yes."

Kisara Tendo was also observing the girl, puzzled: "The Cursed Children possess some Gastrea power, with incredibly strong regenerative abilities. The Cursed Children don't get sick, so how come they can't see?"

"what…"

The girl gently raised her hand and untied the ribbon binding her eyes.

"Hiss! This is!"

Shinobu covered her mouth.

Those eyes were so beautiful that she couldn't bear to look directly at them.

The eye sockets were no longer filled with eyeballs; they were completely filled with a silvery-white, uneven substance.

“It’s lead,” Exusiai said seriously.

"Yes, it was filled with lead," the girl replied casually.

Everyone understood.

The eyes are prevented from regenerating by filling them with lead, until they are completely necrotic and unable to regenerate.

Enju Aihara was furious: "Who did this?"

To pour lead into someone's eyes—what kind of cruel and heartless person could do such a thing?

To everyone's surprise, the girl gently shook her head.

With a smile, she said softly, "It wasn't someone else who did it; it was me."

Why...why do this?

Enju Aohara blurted out incredulously.

"Because my mother, who abandoned me and my sister, hated my red eyes."

The girl explained the reason.

A reason that silenced everyone.

Her mother must have been from a generation that was plundered.

Humanity in this world is divided into two generations.

The plundered generation and the pure generation.

The plundered generation refers to those who experienced the Gastrea Wars.

Many witnessed the horrors of Gastrea firsthand, and many also lost loved ones in the war.

Most of them hated Gastrea and the cursed children.

The Pure Generation refers to those born after the Gastrea Wars. This includes the Cursed Children.

It is precisely because of the hatred for Gastrea that the cursed sons, who possess the genetic power of Gastrea and have acquired Gastrea genes, also hate the Gastrea virus.

If a cursed child is born into such a family, they will most likely be abandoned, and in severe cases, tortured to death.

"..."

The girl re-tied the ribbon.

She reached out and touched the face of Aihara Enju, who was about the same height as her.

Are you also a cursed child?

Lan Yuan Enju replied blankly, "How do you know? Why are you always smiling? Don't you feel pain?"

The girl withdrew her hand.

"I can't survive without relying on others."

"So besides smiling, I don't know what kind of expression to make."

He was a cursed child.

She is unable to work and cannot earn money.

The girl didn't want to steal, and she had a younger sister to take care of, so begging was her only way to survive.

"Ding Dong!"

It was the crisp sound of something being smashed into a small bowl.

The girl smiled broadly, looked up happily, and said gratefully, "Thank you!"

Someone gave her money, so she could buy food for her younger sister.

The two men who had given the "charity" were all grinning wickedly, their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Haha, look at how grateful she is, it's really funny."

"The monster still wants to beg? It's better if it dies."

……

The atmosphere solidified instantly.

The group of people stared at the pull tab on the soda can in the bowl, and a nameless anger rose within them.

"These two guys..."

Even Reinhard wanted to draw his sword.

"..."

The girl seemed to have realized the truth as well, but she didn't say anything and instead intended to continue singing.

at this time.

"It's dead!!!"

Panic-filled shouts came from not far away.

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