Done!I'm surrounded by yanderes!

"Isn't it good?" I became confused. Isn't this something we should be happy about?

"But then Levida loses her meaning." Levida seemed to have conflicting feelings in her heart.

"So is there anything you want to do?"

"I want to help the master with housework and make the master happy."

"What about other things? Do you have anything you desire other than this kind of thing to please me?"

"I want... to go out for a walk." Levida seemed to be yearning for the outside world.

"Okay." I happened to want to learn about this world.

"But the dolls can't go out." Levida looked a little sad.

"Just listen to me." I pulled Levida and started to go out.

"Wait a minute... Levida should dress up, don't embarrass her master." Levida backed away in fear.

I looked at the damage on her body and the tattered clothes and understood what she meant.

So I sat in the hall and waited.

After a while Levida came out wearing a maid outfit.

"Do you wear this when you go out?" I became curious.

"As a doll, the only way I can go out is as a maid." Levida seemed to be thinking.

I looked at the wounds she was trying to cover up carefully and the maid outfit that didn't match her body shape at all, and suddenly I became curious about who had injured her like this.

"Why did you get hurt when you came to my house?" I asked curiously.

"Master, please don't dislike Levida." Upon hearing these words, Levida quickly knelt down and begged for mercy in pain.

"No one will dislike you. I'm just curious about why you were injured." I carefully looked at Levida's wounds. Those injured places were almost the same as those of ordinary people.

What kind of guy would do such a cruel thing?

"No, we are all very kind people. It's just that the doll itself is used as a product for venting. And Levida is not as good as other dolls every time she is beaten, so no one wants her at all. . As a result, my father did not plan to repair the wounds left. He just planned to discard Levida when no one wanted her." Levida seemed to be very guilty of her unqualification.

"Are they really human?" I doubted the world.

"This is what a doll should do." Levida apologized to me sadly.

"Take me to see the person who beat you." I became indignant.

"This..." Levida seemed to be embarrassed.

"Take me there." I ordered Levida.

The two of them went out and walked around. Levida didn't point out which house it was, but I could clearly see that Levida was opposed to a certain house close to here.

"Levida, let's go find a restaurant and take a rest." I suggested.

"Levida can't go to the restaurant..."

"Go." I continued to order Levida.

Levida sat awkwardly on a chair in the dining room, peeking at the sandwich cake at the next table.

"Levida can eat whatever she wants." I looked at the money in my pocket and found a total of 300 pounds. The most expensive cake on the menu was only 1 pound.

"Levida doesn't deserve to eat such good food." Levida looked embarrassed.

"Why would someone bring a doll to a high-end restaurant? It's really disgusting." The customers on the side seemed to see Levida's inhuman identity.

"It's so unlucky. I can't just use it at home. It's too inappropriate to take all these things out." Other ladies also chimed in.

"Is your brain sick? Do you think the doll is a human being?" The waiters on the other side were also talking to each other.

"Look at that doll, it's so stiff, it doesn't look human at all." A child laughed loudly, seeming to be talking about his new discovery.

"Let's go." Levida pulled the corner of my clothes in fear, tears streaming down her eyes.

"No, we can't bow down to people like them." An unknown karma arose in my heart, wondering why the world is full of such distortions.

"Sir, what would you like to order?" The waiter stood far away from Levida.

"Okay, let this lady try all the cakes you have here, especially the sandwich cakes." I didn't want to embarrass the waiter in front of me, I just wanted to take Levida to experience her curious life.

"But giving this kind of food to the dolls is a complete waste. They can't taste these delicacies at all. They themselves are a group of corpses that can't live for more than a month." The waiter seemed to have a strong prejudice against the dolls.

"I'll give you the money, and you can cook as much for her as she can eat." I casually handed him 10 brand-new 10-pound bills.

"What are you showing off for? Feeding the dolls expensive cakes, you might as well burn the money." The customer just now suddenly became angry.

"Oh my god, I can only earn 20 pounds a month. Are you crazy?" The customer at the next table was extremely angry. He felt that the food he worked so hard for and loved could even be eaten by dolls. It was simply blasphemous. .

"This gentleman is so kind to the dolls. He must be a gentleman." The lady next to me seemed to regard my behavior as a show-off scheme.

But I had no time to pay attention to them and paid the bill.

After the sandwich cake was served, I comforted Levida.

"Eat slowly here, I have to do something."

"Then you have to come back soon." Levida was crying, and like a child, she couldn't help but taste the sandwich cake.

"Well, I'll be back soon." I walked out of the restaurant quickly.

"I will come back when I know who caused my Levida such pain."

I knocked on the door of the house that Levida didn't want to go near, and a muscular butcher opened the door.

"Did you hurt my doll recently?" I restrained my anger at first and didn't want to explode.

"Dolls? Isn't this kind of thing just for venting?" He pointed to a row of dolls at home that were hung on the wall like sorted meat.

He picked up a stick and started beating it.

The painful wails of those girls kept reaching my ears.

"Then I have found the wrong person." My anger was burning like crazy, and I vowed to correct this twisted world.

Chapter 151: Praying to the gods above and below

"There are more and more crazy people nowadays. If everyone like you knocks on the door, will I be able to do my business every morning?" The butcher seemed a little angry at my interruption.

He casually took out the machete that he used to chop meat, held it tightly, and pointed it at me, as if he wanted to intimidate me.

The bloody evil spirit from years of killing has dyed the blade red.

I looked at the dolls in the other party's collection and kept wailing,

The hatred in my heart kept rising.

"If nothing happens, it's time to get out." The butcher pointed the knife at me and wanted to send me away.

But the rage in my heart is like a wild beast. Ever since I came to this world, something in my heart seems to have suddenly lost control. I just want to vent the pain.

All I could think about was that if Levida was so abused by him, hung on the wall and beaten arbitrarily, then he would have to pay the price.

The butcher saw me staring at him with no intention of moving, so he waved his knife to scare me.

But the blood-stained bone-cutting steel knife that had been with him for decades was released without his control.

Utensils have spirits, especially those used for killing animals all year round. The invisible evil spirit alone can frighten people's hearts.

He looked at his once trusted old partner on the ground,

At this moment, facing an inconspicuous stranger, the butcher knife was released uncontrollably.

This is the biggest taboo for people like them who are accustomed to controlling life and death.

There is often only one reason for this situation. The other party's killing intent is far greater than his, and he is the prey.

"Fuck, I don't believe it." He simply punched him.

I was punched hard twice before I could react. I clearly felt that I could see the opponent's movements clearly, and the pain was within an acceptable range.

But blood flowed from his brow, blocking his vision a little.

"Get out of here!" The Butcher punched faster and faster, but he was also clearly panicking, out of breath, and his punches were becoming more and more erratic.

After I received dozens of punches in a row, a question suddenly arose in my mind.

"Have you ever thought that one day you will be hung on the wall?" I arranged my hair with both hands, and the strong hatred in my heart almost overwhelmed me.

"If you don't leave yet, I'll kill you for not knowing how to live or die." The nearly 2-meter-tall butcher hurriedly knelt down, picked up the butcher knife on the ground, and slashed at me fiercely.

I don’t even know how I killed the puppet master Jin.

When I first came to this world, I could only feel my vigorous mood.

It was like returning to a world that was familiar but had never been to before.

And now standing in front of this butcher, I looked down at this guy who was panicking and trying to fight for his life.

Only then did I understand why the puppet master Jin said he discovered the existence of the Creator.

So is this what it feels like to dominate, oppress, torture, revenge, and destroy?

Everything I had ever felt before came to me like a tsunami.

I finally understood what puppet master Jin was doing;

There is actually a true God in this world.

The hate in this world is like an entity that can be communicated,

The arc of the butcher’s arms and the clenched steel knife, as well as the wails of the passing creatures, all appeared before my eyes.

It was as if the tangible and insubstantial images were begging me to be redeemed for them.

I just lamented the pain of those creatures,

gave them the strength to resist,

The majestic force was like a giant transformed wolf, chewing up the butcher's knife hand.

I punched this bully hard in the face again and again.

Asking repeatedly,

"Why did you hurt my Levida?"

"why?"

What exactly is this?

What did I do again?

When I came to my senses, I had already carried the butcher with all his limbs and limbs and walked home step by step.

Pedestrians on the roadside looked at what I did in horror.

Such behavior was simply the most horrific thing they had ever seen.

I found an awl and stuck it on the wall, hanging the butcher on the wall like a piece of clothing.

He begged me to kill him,

But I found that as long as I wanted to, he couldn't even die.

It's ridiculous,

What am I?

Without any joy of revenge, I walked into the bathroom and gently turned on the water, took a shower, changed into clean clothes and went to pick up Levida.

Levida sat alone in the cake shop, carefully enduring the glares from others and eating the cake in silence.

When he finally saw me, he couldn't hold back his tears.

"I'm here to pick you up." I sat down quietly.

"Levida thought you wouldn't come back." Levida lowered her head and felt a little sad. When she raised her head, she found the scars on my face.

"Master, what... happened? Was he robbed?" Levida looked at me in disbelief.

"It's just a small thing." I didn't know how to explain to her what just happened.

Packed up and took her and the rest of the cake away.

There is a shop specializing in clothes at the corner.