The mastermind behind this started by creating a strange story

"The priest... He has only been here for a short time, but he seems to have become an important member of the village."

Walking on the dry path, Akito Sakai was thinking about what had happened recently with some boredom. Although some changes had occurred, the changes were not big. After all, life remained the same.

Stepping onto the path in the woods, this is the last section of the journey. Looking at the village that is gradually becoming clearer, Akito Sakai pursed his lips. He was originally in a good mood, but at this moment his good mood gradually faded.

A small village of several hundred people can basically be regarded as a whole small group. The villagers live a self-sufficient and peaceful life. Although it is peaceful, there are also problems that cannot be ignored.

Since it is called a group, then naturally everyone is in this group, just like a class or a company department, the people in it basically know each other and understand each other, but since it is a group, naturally there will be problems that only groups have.

For example, class isolation, workplace bullying, etc., if you are excluded from your group and feel isolated and helpless, the best way is to leave the group and go away.

Or you could rise up and fight back, break those people's teeth, crush their bones, and make them unable to speak or stand up again.

Although it is satisfying to rise up in resistance, this is still a minority of people. Most people will endure it or quietly escape from the group as a deserter.

Akito Sakai is a person who was bullied and isolated in the group, and he chose the same choice as most people and endured it.

He couldn't escape from this group and run away, nor could he fight back and break those people's teeth. He could only be a loser and pretend that he didn't care.

Before entering the village, I was met with cold and disgusted looks at the village gate, as if I was looking at something disgusting.

Akito Sakai was carrying a full plastic bag in his hands, walking straight ahead with his head straight, ignoring all the gazes.

Just ignore it.

"Ah, run, the monster is back!"

"Stay away from monsters. Monsters eat children."

The children who were originally playing at the village gate, after seeing Akito Sakai, started screaming and ran away with their playmates.

Seeing this scene, Akito Sakai wanted to reach out to explain, but he saw the children running away in all directions, and some of them even picked up pebbles from the ground and threw them at him.

Akito Sakai sighed deeply. What's the point of explaining? That's not what the children think of themselves, that's what their parents think of themselves.

Then this view was conveyed to the pure children.

As the saying goes, the goodness of adults is complex goodness, while the evil of children is pure evil.

Children's evil is pure and not mixed with any other thoughts. They believe whatever the adults in their family say, even if it is wrong.

But they won’t think about it. After all, their thinking ability has not yet been formed, and in their world, what their parents say must be right.

After all, the world of children is dependent on the complex and dangerous world of adults.

Akito Sakai walked towards home step by step. His good mood in the morning had completely disappeared at this moment, but when he thought of his wife who was still waiting for his return at home.

Akito Sakai couldn't help but smile again, at least he was not alone.

I walked quickly towards my home, and even the glaring looks on the way were not so embarrassing anymore.

"Click~"

"Hezi, I'm back!"

"..."

It was quiet, as if no one was home, and Sakai Akito's expression gradually became dull.

No, his wife would always stand at the door and say, "Welcome back."

But why is it so quiet today? Akito Sakai became panicked and threw away the full plastic bag in his hand.

I walked into the house. There was no one in the entrance hall, the side room, the kitchen, or the bathroom.

"Click~"

When I opened the shoji door of the living room, I saw a messy living room, as if it had been robbed, with all kinds of items scattered on the ground.

But Sakai Akito ignored all these. His eyes were fixed on a figure on the ground. It was the figure of his wife, who was lying on the ground with blood on her head and a broken vase beside her.

“Kazuko!!!”

A heart-wrenching sound was heard, and Akito Sakai rushed forward with bloodshot eyes, hurriedly hugged his wife in his arms and turned over.

Seeing that her chest was still rising and falling and she was still breathing, Akito Sakai breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly picked up his wife and walked towards the bedroom.

After arriving at the bedroom, he placed his wife on the tatami and placed a pillow under her head.

Akito Sakai hurriedly went to get a basin of cold water and brought it in along with a towel. After wetting the towel and wringing it dry, he gently wiped his wife's face.

After wiping the blood off his forehead, Sakai Akito breathed a sigh of relief. The wound was not big and had already scabbed over.

Akito Sakai brushed away the hair stuck on his wife's forehead, wet the towel again, wrung it dry and applied it to his wife's forehead.

Looking at his wife who was still in a coma, Akito Sakai held his wife's hand tremblingly, his voice a little hoarse.

"Kazuko, please wake up soon." As he spoke, Sakai Akito put his wife's hand on his forehead, "I can't lose you."

"Um...Akito?"

Chapter 116 Uprising

"Kazuko! You're awake!"

Akito Sakai shouted excitedly, helped his wife up, and took the water cup that had been placed next to her at the beginning.

"Come on, drink some water and take a breath!"

With the cup of water against her lips, Hezi took a small sip and took a breath before saying, "I'm sorry..."

"I failed to protect our home..."

"Stop talking!" Sakai Akito hugged his wife, "This is not your fault, who is it?"

"Are you disgusted with me to this extent?"

Akito Sakai's body was trembling slightly, and his arms were getting stronger and stronger.

Kazuko felt her husband trembling, and she hugged him with her arms, gently patted his back and comforted him: "It's okay, it's okay. When we save enough money, we will leave here and never come back!"

"It's not your fault that those people died. Going out to sea is a gamble with your life. Your return just means that you are luckier than them. I believe in you!"

Hearing this, Sakai Akito clasped his arms tighter: "Thank you for believing in me. You are the only one who trusts me."

Taking a deep breath, Akito Sakai loosened his embrace, placed his hands on his wife's shoulders, and made her face him.

"Who is it! Is it Sato Fumi? Or Nikaidou Yuu?"

"If we just keep putting up with it and pretend nothing happened, they will become more and more unscrupulous, and we will be the ones who get hurt in the end!"

Looking at her husband's bloodshot eyes, Kazuko stroked his thin face with some distress: "It's Nikaido."

"After he saw you go to the city this morning, he had evil intentions. I was washing clothes at the time and didn't see how he got in, but I heard the sound of something being smashed in the living room."

"I wanted to stop him, but he was a man and I wasn't as strong as him. Maybe he was annoyed by me, so he picked up the vase on the table and threw it at me. When I was hit, my eyes went black and I don't know what happened after that."

As he stroked the scabbed wound on Kazuko's head, Sakai Akito's rage grew stronger and stronger.

He stood up suddenly, said nothing, and just walked outside.

"Akito..." Kazuko pulled on Sakai Akito's trouser leg, "You must come back safely."

"Um……"

"Click~"

After closing the shoji door, Akito Sakai did not walk directly out the door, but turned and walked towards the small room inside the house.

There was a sacrificial table in the small room. The three incense sticks in the bowl full of rice had long since burned out. On the top of the table was a simple blue-sheathed samurai sword, and below it were a few black-and-white portraits.

Akito Sakai first knelt down in front of the sacrificial table and kowtowed.

Then he walked over and picked up the samurai sword on the table. With a gentle pull, the sword slid smoothly out of the sheath.

Akito Sakai likes to maintain this samurai sword when he has nothing to do, so even though the sword has a history of more than a hundred years, it still shines brightly.

The silver-white blade shone on Akito Sakai's face. Through the reflection of the blade, Akito Sakai looked at his own eyes which were already bloodshot.

Normally, he would remain calm when he touched the knife, but this time, rage filled his heart.

After staring at the samurai sword for a long time, Akito Sakai put the sword back into the scabbard, put it back on the sacrificial table, bowed, and left.

With a gloomy face, he walked on the muddy road, heading in the direction of his memory. Even though several years had passed, he still had not forgotten this road.

He lives in a village where the internet isn't very accessible, let alone cement roads or anything like that.

There are cement roads only in the nearest town, and their village is quite far from the town, so there is no popular road access for the time being.

“Nikaidou!”

Veins bulged on his fists, and even though Akito Sakai didn't show his anger on his face, his expression didn't look very good either.

The village was not big, and it took only three or four minutes to reach Nikaidou's doorstep. Hanging at the door was the fish that he had just caught, already half dried.

Sakai Akito walked towards the door with a gloomy face, and was about to knock on it hard, but he saw from the corner of his eye that the door was not closed, but was ajar.

Put your hand on the door, push it inward, and it will open.

There are several pairs of shoes placed at the entrance. Judging from the different styles and sizes, they should belong to different people.

Akito Sakai slowed down his pace and walked towards a room where noise was coming from.

When he reached the door, Akito Sakai was about to kick it open, but he heard words from inside that made his pupils shrink.

"Today I went to that guy Sakai's house and smashed things up. It was really satisfying. But that woman is too troublesome!"

"That's awesome, Nikaidou-sama!"

"You are worthy of being Nikaidou-sama. You did things that we dared not do without a care! You are so handsome and impressive!"

"Hahaha, that's not the case. Come on, cheers! Gugu~ha, I just don't know how that woman is doing. She should be fine. I didn't use too much strength."

"Brother Nikaidou, if you do this today, will Sakai call the police? I remember this was trespassing, which could be considered robbery if it's too serious."

"You know what the situation is in our village. The police don't care at all. It's so remote that basically no one cares."

"If it were possible, that guy would have died long ago. How could he still be alive and well?"

"Brother Nikaidou, don't say that. Killing is against the law!"

"Humph, sooner or later, I will make him pay with his life!"

These few short words were completely heard by Akito Sakai who was outside the door.

"Oh!"

With a bang, Akito Sakai kicked the door open, veins popped out on his neck and muscles in his arms bulged.

"Sakai?"

Nikaidou and others, who were still bragging and drinking, were suddenly shocked when they saw Sakai Akito kicking the door in.

“Ni…Nikaidou-sama, it seems like he heard what we said. What should we do?”

Feeling his younger brother's gaze on him, Nikaidou Xiong felt ashamed and embarrassed, and suddenly became angry!

"You kicked my door, didn't you?"

The one who spoke faster than this was Akito Sakai. He moved, picked up the wine bottle on the table and smashed it on Nikaidou Yu's head.

"Oh!"

The wine bottle exploded and the liquid splashed.

"what!"

With a scream, Nikaidou Xiong curled up with his head covered. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor drinking, with a table in front of him, so he couldn't stand up at all.

"Brother Nikaidou!"

The younger brother, who was originally in a daze, panicked, and Sakai Akito took the opportunity to pick up the wine bottle from the table and hit the younger brother on the head.

"Boom! Boom!"

With two bangs, the two younger brothers were hit on the head by the wine bottles, and the wine spilled all over them.

After two screams, the two younger brothers also fell prostrate on the table with their heads covered, and the snacks and drinks were scattered all over the floor.

Seeing this, Akito Sakai picked up another wine bottle and stepped in front of Nikaidou Xiong.

Holding the bottle in his right hand, he grabbed Nikaido's collar with his left hand, stared into Nikaido's eyes and said, "I'll say it again, don't mess with me!"

"Also, your brother's death has nothing to do with me. He just had bad luck!"

Nikaidou Xiong, who was still a little dizzy, became furious when he heard this and grabbed Sakai Akito by the collar.