Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Judging from the large number of certificates in Yoshiko Sakuzuki's bag, it's clear that even without the abilities of "God Child," this lady is still an absolute genius.

But even geniuses need to eat.

Having abandoned their family and with no one to support them, the mother and daughter naturally had to fend for themselves.

Left with no other choice, Yoshiko Sakugetsu was forced to become a wage earner, every...

He leaves early and returns late.

However, even with the utmost care, one cannot avoid encountering evil spirits or similar things when walking at night, especially during the turbulent period of the return of the gods.

Fortunately, I encountered two groups of kind people who happened to pass by, which saved my life from the crisis.

Even so, we still need to be careful as our daughter is about to be free from her shackles.

After all, the child's birthday is coming up soon...

"Cuckoo..."

Just as Shuoyue Yangdaizi's thoughts were wandering, a clear protest came from her daughter's lower abdomen.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mom was held up by something, so I came back a little late. You must be starving, Miyu. I'll cook for you right away."

As if waking from a dream, Yoshiko apologized repeatedly, then hurriedly put down her bag, tied on her apron, and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner for her hungry daughter.

As her mother left, the little girl, who sat in the corner like a doll, looked at the colorful balls at her feet. Gradually, some color appeared in her dull and pale eyes, and the icy expression on her face softened without her realizing it.

Finally, a small, fair hand quietly reached out to touch the colorful ball.

Soon, as a nearly omnipotent genius wife, Yoshiko Sakuzuki prepared a sumptuous dinner and excitedly served the food to her daughter.

"Dinner's ready!"

"Ok!"

The crisp response seemed to carry a rare emotion. Sakuzuki Yoshiko, who was setting the table, seemed to sense something. Her gaze fell on her daughter's hand behind her back, and she paused slightly. Her lips twitched for a moment, but she hesitated and then winked playfully before enthusiastically instructing her on the ritual of pre-meal prayer.

"This is the time to say, いただきます!"

"...いた...だきます..."

The little girl, who was participating for the first time, imitated her mother's mannerisms, learning quickly and diligently.

Seeing the curiosity and excitement gradually melting away on that little face, Sakuzuki Yoshiko's smile became even gentler, while a trace of sadness was hidden in her crimson eyes.

Well, instead of continuing to wait, it's better to let my daughter gradually adapt to this world.

After all, in this world full of crises, who can guarantee that they will always be there for someone?

"Come on, try this tempura. I learned how to make it from a hotel chef!"

"Mmm, so...delicious..."

At the dining table, as her mother fed her food, the little girl with black hair and bloodshot eyes saw her eyes grow even brighter.

"It's delicious, so eat more."

Upon receiving praise from her daughter, Yoshiko Sakuzuki's fatigue vanished, and she revealed a radiant smile.

The dim yellow light inside the room created a warm atmosphere, and the mother and daughter gradually drew closer at the dining table, their interaction warm and intimate.

"What, aren't you going in to take a look?"

Meanwhile, on a rooftop, the night owl Athena glanced at the family gathering in a small house in the distance, nudged her elderly father beside her, and gave him a teasing look.

"Snapped!"

Samael slapped the unfilial daughter on the head, rolled his eyes and snorted.

"What are you thinking! It's just verifying a guess."

"You dragged me along to see her off late at night, wasn't it all because you wanted to use a child to lower this woman's defenses? Don't think I don't know!"

Athena looked at him with disdain and bluntly exposed the sinister intentions of the unscrupulous old father.

"Guess? Nobody would believe that!"

"believe it or not!"

Regarding his cunning daughter, Gu She adopted an attitude of "the corrupt are corrupt" and gazed thoughtfully at the small courtyard in the distance.

The new moon, the sun shines on the child; the new moon, the family?

Oh, I see. No wonder that sounded so familiar.

What an unexpected encounter!

After a moment of silent reflection, the ancient serpent standing on the eaves flicked its fingers, and a faint light silently merged into the magical barrier surrounding the courtyard. Then, it nodded in satisfaction, picked up Athena from the side, and leaped from the height, disappearing into the darkness.

The following day, under bright sunshine, the usually quiet church opened its long-closed doors and notified the congregation to prepare for a grand Mass celebration.

The host, of course, was a priest who was so engrossed in mapo cuisine that he often neglected his duties, but today suddenly remembered his responsibilities.

It is worth mentioning that the ceremony was held near a somewhat abandoned cemetery for outsiders.

Perhaps it is the hope that the gospel of the Lord can comfort the wandering souls of the dead.

After the Mass celebration, Fuyuki City returned to its peaceful daily routine, with simple and tranquil days passing by one by one.

Samael, the cat in the Doll House, resumed his work of measuring depths and lengths all day long.

Although he frequently neglected his duties, the perceptive ancient snake gradually noticed a discord in his dissolute life.

"Angelica, Ilya seems to be coming home from school really late lately?"

"The young lady said she would be participating in extracurricular activities during this period, which seemed to be some social practice arranged by the teachers."

The blonde, aloof beauty, kneeling before the tea table and sipping her afternoon tea, answered truthfully.

"Social practice?"

The ancient snake raised its hand to stroke its chin, turned its head to look out the window at the distant mountains under the setting sun, and seemed to be deep in thought.

Angelica, belatedly realizing what was happening, frowned and asked in a deep voice.

"Your Highness, is there a problem? Do you need me to..."

"It's nothing, just some kids' secrets, I'm happy."

"Alright, let them be."

Samael smiled slightly, waved his hand to stop him, and a tender, indulgent light appeared in his eyes.

Meanwhile, a group of short-legged lolis dressed in Suiqunyuan school uniforms, holding candles, sat around in the dimly lit, dilapidated ghost mansion, lowering their voices and beginning their "social practice" in the eerie atmosphere.

"...The girl was floating in the middle of the river, calling for help urgently. Tanaka desperately swam faster and finally swam behind her before the drowning woman sank to the bottom of the river. He was about to reach out and pull her up, but this woman...didn't have a human lower body at all!"

"What Tanaka touched was... a wet, slippery... tongue!"

"Ghost!"

As a dark shadow flashed by and the candle flame was extinguished by a strong wind, and a heavy object fell to the ground, the little girls sitting around in the room all let out piercing screams.

"Hehe, Ilya, were you scared?"

With her hair in a bun, Yuejianze Longzi, the comedian in charge of creating a lively atmosphere, suddenly pounced on Illya, grinning smugly, like a comical puppy, nudging and biting her friend's neck.

For tonight's event, she specifically searched for ghost stories circulating in Japanese folklore, and the most terrifying one was undoubtedly "Oni-ichi," a creature with a beautiful fleshy growth on its tongue that tempted men to become food.

That's right, the so-called "social practice" was just a gathering of children.

Tonight's theme is "Hyakumonogatari," also known as "Aoto-gyō," a supernatural game popular in Japan, similar to a test of courage.

The rule is to light a lantern, cover it with blue paper, and then light a hundred candles. Each time a story is told, one candle is extinguished, and this continues until the count reaches ninety-nine. Then, the story is cut short, and the night is broken until dawn.

Legend has it that if the hundredth story is told, the green lamp will take everyone away from the mortal world.

"Dragon Prince!"

Still shaken, Ilya regained her senses. Her pale face regained some color, and she angrily pushed her friend away. Clutching her wildly beating heart, she looked at the candle handed to her and couldn't help but shrink back in fear.

She's terrified of ghosts.

"I...Ly...A! You promised to play Hyakumonogatari with everyone, no cheating allowed."

Yuejian Zelongzi shook his friend's shoulder, calling out in a drawn-out tone, while revealing a mischievous smile.

"Or are you scared?"

"Who...who's afraid!"

In order to save face in front of her friends, Ilya forced herself to remain calm and prepared to close her eyes and tell a random story to get through this part.

However, due to excessive nervousness and the inexplicable pressure brought by the dark surroundings, Ilya hesitated several times before speaking, her fair face becoming increasingly embarrassed.

Just as Ilya was caught in a dilemma, a small hand reached out from the side, took the candle, and spoke up.

"Um, why don't I go first..."

In the flickering candlelight, the cool and aloof girl with her black hair and bloodshot eyes was revealed, shedding some of her doll-like shell and gaining more of a living, breathing vitality.

Shuoyue Meiyou, their newest friend.

A strange child who lives nearby but cannot easily go out or speak to people due to special circumstances.

A few days ago, after school, Ilya was the first to discover this special child from Fuyuki City, and over time, she developed a wonderful friendship with Miyu Sakuzuki.

Later, feeling sorry for the child's loneliness, the kind-hearted Ilya specially brought her friends to the vicinity of Sakuzuki's house today to introduce her friends to Miyu.

This so-called "test of courage" was actually a series of games designed to welcome Miyu and foster a closer relationship.

Clearly, with Ilya as the medium, the child of the god, who had been isolated from the world, was also brought back to the mortal realm.

Chapter Eleven: Madam, you don't want anything to happen to your daughter, do you? (4.4k)

"Tell us, tell us! We're all waiting to hear it!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Kurihara Suzuka, who was the one who first proposed the game, immediately closed the supernatural comic with BL (Boys' Love) tendencies in her hand, pushed up her glasses, and enthusiastically extended an invitation to the newly joined Sakuzuki Miyu.

With permission granted, Sakuzuki Miyu nodded, picked up the candle, pondered for a moment, and then spoke slowly in a calm tone with a hint of indifference.

"Late at night. Unable to sleep, you go to the balcony to enjoy the view. You see a man stabbing a woman to death with a knife. As you pick up your phone to call the police, you suddenly make eye contact with the man. He stares at you and points at you a few times. What is he doing?"

This is an unexpected story, or more accurately, not a story in the strict sense, but a novel question.

At this moment, the little girls, who had been listening to ghost stories for half the night, perked up and became interested.

"You just wait, kid, I'm coming up here to kill you right now!"

The most lively one, Yuejian Zelongzi, suddenly stood up, put one hand on his hip, pointed at everyone with the other, and made a face with a fierce and menacing expression, putting on a more comical than terrifying performance.

"I'm talking to you, you damn tortoise! ​​Prepare yourself!"

Just as Yue Jianze Longzi, who was playing the role of the murderer, was getting into character and mustering his courage, he lunged at his old rival who often bullied him, a pink-haired twin-tailed elementary school student in the corner, with squinting eyes, slightly opened his eyelids and looked at the crazy person rushing forward with a deep look in his pink pupils.

A chill ran through the room, sending a shiver down everyone's spine.

.

Everyone knows that people with squinty eyes are monsters.

Moreover, there's a saying in the martial arts world: the pinker the hair, the more ruthless the beating.

Soon, these truths were fulfilled.

"boom!"

A powerful gust of wind arose, and a sharp hand chop, accompanied by a muffled thunderous roar, struck the little girl's head.

Suddenly, Yue Jianze Longzi, who had been baring his teeth and claws, was struck as if by lightning. His small body, which had been charging forward, froze in place. His empty eyes gradually lost focus, and then, like a clay or wooden sculpture that had lost its support, he fell backward.

The "murderer" was killed in self-defense.

As the little boy collapsed to the ground, a group of girls sitting around the candlelight hurriedly helped the unfortunate child up and asked him with concern.

"Dragon Prince! Dragon Prince! Are you alright?!"

"An angel, I saw an angel..."

Lying on the blanket, Yuejian Zelongzi clasped his hands together in front of his chest, his eyes glazed over, and a silly grin on his face.

"Dragon Prince, what is one plus one?"

"three!"

Upon hearing the question in his ear, Yuejian Zelongzi, who seemed to be about to return to heaven, gave a silly smile and a self-righteous answer.

Oh no, is it going to break?