Hikigaya, the Son-in-law of Three Surnames

Lily's blue eyes sparkled, "As you wish, father."

Lily walked closer to Sayuri and whispered softly in her ear, "Your wish will come true soon."

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The room was dark, with only a ray of light coming through the skylight for air exchange. Hachiman sat on the ground with his eyes closed. His hands and feet were not bound. He smiled as if he remembered something.

At this time, someone pushed the door open and walked in. There was an old-fashioned oil lamp and a plate of what looked like food.

Olivia....No, Lily hangs the oil lamp on the wall and places the food in front of Hachiman.

Hachiman started eating without saying a word. Lily said with interest, "Aren't you afraid of poisoning the food?"

"Did you poison it?" Hachiman tore off the bread and ate it with the cream soup.

"No." She said lightly, then asked as if she remembered something.

"I heard you laughing when I came in just now. What were you laughing at?" Lily asked.

Hachiman wolfed down the bread before saying, "When I went abroad, a close female friend warned me that I was always lucky and that I only met girls with good personalities. According to probability, I will meet a bad woman someday."

Lily laughed after hearing this: "That's right, isn't this the result of meeting a bad woman like me?"

Hachiman was a little disdainful after hearing this: "You? Not yet."

Lily's smile slowed down: "What do you mean?"

Hachiman did not answer, but said: "I have completed my mission this time. As a golden supporting actor, what are you going to do with me next?"

That’s right, in this play, Hachiman has never been the protagonist, but just a sharp knife used by someone to achieve his goal.

Judging from the results, he completed his task very well.

"Of course not. I'm really afraid that you'll resist and something might happen, so you can leave now."

Hachiman didn't seem surprised at all. He slowly cleaned up the food until the bread had wiped away the cream soup. He stood up, patted his butt, and prepared to leave.

"Aren't you curious about why I would betray you so easily? Why did John trust me so much in the first place, and why was he so surprised by my betrayal?"

It’s as if the author of a detective novel has come up with some brilliant trick, but the other party doesn’t comment on it after reading it, which makes people feel itchy.

Hachiman smiled and said, "Olivia... Lily... No, Dorothy Windsor, there is no one else here, take off the human skin mask."

He placed the lamp in front of the woman.

Sure enough, "Lily" started from the neck and took off the human skin mask that was tightly attached to the skin, revealing long curly hair like bright gold and slender and delicate cheeks like an oval face.

It was the eldest princess of the Ying Kingdom royal family, the aunt of the current King Ying, Her Royal Highness Princess Dorothy Windsor.

That's why John trusted her so much, instead of Olivia, and that's why he was so shocked when she betrayed him.

There never was Olivia, Spencer's illegitimate daughter who was born a prostitute, in the world. There was only Dorothy Windsor in disguise.

"If we had met in some other way, perhaps we could have become friends," said Dorothy with some regret.

"Hahahaha, this is probably the most worthy thing for me to brag about on this trip." Hachiman said as if he didn't care.

Seeing Hachiman walking out, Dorothy asked anxiously, "Do you hate her?"

Hachiman turned his head and said, "I told her before that as long as she doesn't do anything to make me hate her, it's fine. Now, that's not the case."

It's just that we are strangers.

Dorothy's story is not fake, but just like Olivia's identity, it is not a story that happened to her.

Howard has an illegitimate daughter named Lily Spencer.

Lily, Lily.

Howard conducted a DNA test and confirmed that Lily was his daughter.

So, who is Lily?

Chapter 59 Blonde Hair and Black Ink

The hazy sunset, the land smelling of dust, everything was so familiar, Sayuri looked at the scene in front of her.

The dream might be the fulfillment of a long-cherished wish in one’s heart, or perhaps, the most common thing for a dying person to see is a revolving lantern, and she returned to her childhood.

I ran home carrying two pieces of bamboo shoots. I had a great harvest in the bamboo forest today. These two pieces of bamboo shoots can last me for at least a few days.

But when I got home, I found a strong woman grabbing my mother and pulling her hair.

"You bitch, you seduce someone else's husband with your crap, fuck, I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death."

Suddenly, Sayuri let go of the bamboo shoots in her hands and ran up like crazy to protect her mother.

"Go away, don't hit my mother, go away."

As a result, Sayuri couldn't push the fierce woman away no matter how hard she tried, and was pushed to the ground instead.

"Lily!"

The mother, who had been expressionless, saw Sayuri being pushed to the ground, and she squatted on the ground and hugged her excitedly.

"Hey, you bitch, you like to wear white skirts. I guess your bastard daughter was born in the same way when you hooked up with a foreigner."

The fierce woman pulled her disheveled husband and walked away, cursing at him.

Sayuri stood up and found Fat Tiger standing not far away, staring at her blankly.

The woman who just beat her mother seemed to be Fat Tiger’s mother.

"Zhengren, why don't you come back quickly?" Fat Tiger's mother said while drinking.

Fat Tiger kept looking at Sayuri: "Well, actually, your blonde hair is very beautiful."

After saying that, Fat Tiger turned around and ran away. Sayuri stood there, thinking about the scenes when she and Fat Tiger fought in the past. For some reason, she felt like crying.

Soon, Sayuri picked up the bamboo shoots and smiled with red eyes: "Look, Mom, this is what I picked up today."

Even though her white dress was stained by shoe prints and dust, her mother still stroked her head.

"Lily, come with me to a place."

Ever since Sayuri was old enough to understand, she knew that her mother was in poor health and she had never seen her father.

Every day, her mother would send her out at noon and she would not be allowed to return home until the evening.

Until one day, she secretly ran back to the window and took a peek, and saw a man lying on top of her mother.

She didn't know what that meant, but she naturally felt that it was not a good thing.

Occasionally, like today, someone would come to cause trouble.

Standing in front of the large reed marsh, the mother in a white dress looked as thin as the water grass swaying in the wind.

Sometimes, my mother would just sit here and stare blankly like this.

"This is where dad and mom got married, ahem..."

Her mother told her so.

Sayuri raised her head: "Where is Dad?"

Mom gathered her hair gently and said, "Dad will come back to pick us up one day."

Sayuri looked into her eyes and realized that her mother really believed that the father who always appeared only in her mouth would really come back to pick them up.

"Lily, your name was changed by your father. Lily means lily, which means great love."

Little Butterfly's gold-colored hair sparkled in the dim twilight.

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The summer heat tanned Sayuri. Recently, she started to try to grow watermelons, but the harvest was not great. She took the two fish she had just caught and put them in a homemade bamboo basket and went home.

Ever since that incident, Fat Tiger never bothered her again, perhaps because of something his mother said to him.

Now when people see her from afar, they avoid her.

She doesn't feel lonely, really.

"Hello, little friend, do you know where *** lives?"

Sayuri looked up, and in the sunlight, she was a little impressed. She had never seen anyone so... well, she couldn't find an adjective, so good-looking.

"Uncle, your hair is the same as mine, both are golden."

The gentleman's eyes softened when he saw Sayuri's blonde hair.

The name in his mouth is his mother's name.

"Yes, I'm your mother's friend, can you take me over?"

"But it's afternoon now."

"Well, is it inconvenient now?" He suddenly produced a candy in his hand and handed it to her.

Although her mother reminded her many times not to take food from strangers, Sayuri had an inexplicable liking for the man in front of her.

She took it, unwrapped it and put it in her mouth. The sour and sweet taste stimulated her taste buds.

"Poor child." The man sighed from the bottom of his heart.

Sayuri clenched her fists tightly, feeling a mixture of sweet and sour in her heart, but she was not sad, she was even a little excited.

She was so excited that she forgot her mother's advice not to go home before dusk.

Sayuri had never experienced getting familiar with someone in such a short time.

Along the way, she spoke to the man like a little bird, as if she was imprinting on him all her beautiful imagination of the word "father" over the years.

The man kept smiling until he arrived at Sayuri's door.

But before the two of them could go in, a man came out in a coat with a happy expression on his face.

The man who had just come out of Sayuri's house seemed stunned when he saw the blond man, and then he smiled teasingly.

It seems to be saying that all men understand.

The smile on the blond man's face froze a little. He let go of Sayuri's hand and passed by the man in the coat.

Sayuri hurriedly followed him. The blond man pushed open the door and just in time saw Sayuri's mother coming out. The straps on her white skirt were loose and her eyes were a little tired and spring-like.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

When Sayuri's mother saw the man, she was stunned for a moment, then she laughed: "Howard, you're back."

But Sayuri, who followed him, saw the blond man trembling, as if he had been greatly insulted: "How could you become like this, so self-degrading, how could you become a woman who can be slept with by anyone with just a few coins!!"

As if the impression was shattered, the blond man spoke with bone-chilling coldness.

Sayuri's mother hurriedly tried to explain something, then looked at Sayuri who had caught up with her, but paused for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, Howard, I can't be the white moonlight in your heart."

In Sayuri's eyes, her mother was about to collapse, but she, who usually would cough if she walked a little faster, was now holding it back, as if she didn't want the man to know.

The blond man whose fairy tale was shattered was shaking with anger. Sayuri grabbed the man's hand and said, "Dad... Dad... Dad..."

The blond man glanced at Sayuri, and the kindness in his eyes seemed to be tainted by something, and he pulled his hand away as if he thought it was dirty.

"Could it be that Lily also had a child with some wild man?"

Sayuri's mother swayed, but still stood there. Sayuri ran up to support her.

Having traveled thousands of miles across the country, he never expected that his once perfect and gentle lover would fall to this state. The blond man was filled with anger. How could he go against his family's wishes for such a low-quality prostitute?

The blond man seemed unwilling to stay in this dirty little house any longer and left without saying a word.

Sayuri gritted her teeth and watched the man leave. Until the man walked away, Sayuri's mother collapsed.

Her mother gently stroked her cheek and said with a weak smile, "That's your father."

But Sayuri felt a chill in her heart as she looked at her mother who kept coughing and the man who just acted as if her mother had let her down.

Deep in Sayuri's heart, there rose an emotion that had never occurred even when Fat Tiger's mother beat her.

She didn't know the name of this emotion yet, it was hatred.

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Mom is dead.

Died on a rainy night.

After that man came, my mother could no longer get out of bed.

I heard from the adults that my mother died of a heart disease and she deserved it.