Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

"No." Sakura Futaba shook her head, "That's too ordinary, this is my secret sauce!"

Mitsui Tsubasa guessed a few more times, but all were wrong, so he simply gave up and ate his meal in peace.

In the end, it was Isshiki Wakaba who guessed the answer: "It's pear juice, and it's mixed with... coconut juice?"

"Eh!?" Sakura Futaba's eyes widened, "Can you taste this? I thought it could be a secret recipe..."

"Haha." Isshiki Wakaba laughed and pulled her sleeve to make her sit down. "My sense of taste is very sensitive, and I have tried many combinations to improve the curry recipe."

Sakura Futaba mumbled something incoherent, and seemed to be planning to continue improving.

Only then did the table quiet down.

Mitsui Tsubasa took a few bites of curry and was drinking water when he saw Xixi flying to the plate.

The smell of curry seemed to confuse her. This time, she hesitated for a long time before reaching out her little hand and grabbing the curry directly.

Then he was hit on the head by Mitsui Tsubasa.

“Don’t use your hands to eat food with juice in it.”

He took a spare spoon, scooped a spoonful of curry and set it aside.

Xixi looked at him blankly for a while, as if she couldn't understand how to get the food without using her hands. After thinking hard for a long time, she took action - she just lay down beside the spoon and licked it.

Mitsui Tsubasa's outstretched hand wavered, and considering her pitiful intelligence, it was not difficult to use cutlery for her.

The atmosphere at the table was very harmonious. Sakura Futaba didn't seem to intend to tell Isshiki Wakaba about her uncle. They just talked about some interesting things they saw while surfing recently.

After a dinner that was enjoyable to both the host and the guests, Isshiki Wakaba urged her to go home quickly.

Mitsui Tsubasa took the opportunity to offer to send Futaba off.

In this way, the two of them came all the way to the Shikenjaya platform.

Sakura Futaba first sent the kitchen utensils back home, and when she came down she was already wearing combat gear.

"Yi, I'm ready, go make my uncle repent!"

"Let's go." Mitsui Tsubasa patted her shoulder gently to show his support.

The path of moderation and deprivation.

Sakura Futaba took out her cell phone, her eyes were dazed for a moment. When she thought about facing the person she was once afraid of, she couldn't help but tremble.

After my mother passed away, she was kicked around by her relatives like a ball. The person who finally took over had no mercy on her and was harsh on her in all kinds of ways.

She should be the closest person to him, but she easily believed the lies of the perpetrators and transferred all the unhappiness in her life to an innocent child...

"unforgivable!"

【Unforgivable! 】

The childish voice of the Necronomicon overlapped with her determination.

"I am no longer the person who would retreat and escape. This time, I will seek justice for myself!"

Having made up her mind, Sakura Futaba said firmly: "Isshiki Yeji, Isshiki Yeji's house, navigation."

Different World Navigation App: "The target is found in the current area and navigation begins."

"I'm ready... Yi, please, lend me your power!"

Sakura Futaba's eyes were fixed on his face until he nodded, then she smiled with relief.

"How reliable! I will do my best to support you! Let's go!"

……

Half an hour later, the two found a door emitting a strong blood-red light.

The flames in Mitsui Tsubasa's heart suddenly swelled, scaring away the shadows lingering nearby.

"Do you want me to come?" He pointed at the door handle and looked at Futaba with concern.

Sakura Futaba was silent for a moment, then made up her mind and said, "Let me do it, I want to put an end to him!"

Although her words were spoken forcefully, her hand holding the door handle was shaking slightly.

The memories of the past were attacking her, making her want to escape from the cruel relative who had abused her.

She took deep breaths, trying to calm her fear, but to little avail.

Suddenly, the back of my hand felt slightly warm, and a warm and strong hand held it.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

A familiar low tone came into my ears.

As if a magic spell was cast to give her courage, Sakura Futaba suddenly felt... that she was really not afraid anymore.

She turned her head slightly and saw the majestic and heroic man standing beside her, like a high wall. She felt extremely relieved and... an indescribable throbbing in her heart.

"Well, I'm not afraid anymore."

Sakura Futaba nodded slightly, feeling the seemingly endless power surging from her heart——and pushed the door open firmly.

Chapter 178: The Bad Uncle Who Eyes the Inheritance

The blood-colored hyphae entangled and spread in this independent space, merging into a foreign object that looked like a blood vessel.

The dark red liquid flowed slowly in the blood vessel walls, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and was finally drawn into a corridor at the end of the room that led to an unknown place.

In front of the corridor, where the blood vessels converge, stood a middle-aged man with a sinister face.

"I found it. That's my uncle's shadow."

Sakura Futaba's steps forward paused slightly, and those harsh accusations once again echoed in her mind.

"Useless thing! What's the point of keeping you!"

"It's all her own fault. She dared to have a child when she was single and she even refused to tell me who the man was!"

"Can't she just send the child to an orphanage? Why does I have to take care of the child for her?"

"Ugh...!" The sudden headache made Sakura Futaba hold her forehead with her right hand and shook her head hard.

Seeing this, Mitsui Yi rushed forward to support her, "Are you okay?"

He looked at Futaba with concern, the effects of the psychological trauma clearly not yet completely wearing off.

Sakura Futaba frowned, took a few breaths, waved her hand and said, "I'm fine, we have to hurry and make my uncle repent."

After saying this, she resolutely walked towards the man who once frightened her.

Mitsui Tsubasa followed closely behind, with the sharp blade at his waist unsheathed, ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

The man in the old brown suit seemed to be completely immersed in his own world, and kept muttering to himself: "Money, money, money... No matter what, get the money quickly..."

Thinking of the huge gambling debt he owed, Mitsui Tsubasa despised him even more.

Gamblers don’t deserve sympathy!

Sakura Futaba stared at the figure in front of her who often appeared in her nightmares, and noticed that his mental state was more decadent than a few years ago, and his clothes were becoming more and more tattered. It was obvious that he had not been living a happy life in recent years.

For some reason, she felt a little relieved when she discovered this. This was probably what it means when evil is punished.

After a moment's silence, she spoke softly: "Uncle..."

"Huh!?" Shadow Isseki Ye Si just noticed the visitor in front of him, and a trace of panic flashed in his golden eyes, "I'm still raising money, please give me some more time, I... Eh? Are you Futaba?"

After seeing clearly that the person coming was Sakura Futaba, his attitude changed. His previous timid expression was completely restrained, and he instead put on a superior and strong posture.

"Huh, why are you here? Were you kicked out again? You are such a useless person!"

Undisguised disgust gushed out of his mouth like venom.

Sakura Futaba's expression changed, and anger burned in her eyes like a tangible flame.

"Iseki Ye Si!" She also changed her address and stopped calling him uncle. "Did you really not know anything about the fact that mother was murdered?"

"How rude! Is that what Sojiro taught you?"

Isshiki Yeji rebuked her without caring about anything, and then thought about what she said. Isshiki Wakaba... murder?

Thinking back to his sister who had always been so outstanding that he felt ashamed of herself, he felt extremely upset.

It is precisely because she is too outstanding that she appears to be useless and controversial in the eyes of others.

The two of them had parted ways a long time ago and had no contact with each other, but... it was impossible to say that there was no sisterly love between them.

"Isshiki Wakaba..." When he read out this name, Isshiki Wakaba's expression became extremely complicated.

"Humph... The police came and brought surveillance video. She ran onto the motorway and committed suicide. Don't make any nonsense."

He retorted coldly, obviously not wanting to talk about the matter again.

What's more, he no longer has the energy to take care of other things. If he doesn't raise money quickly, those gangsters will really come to his house and chop off his fingers!

Make money, make money, make money - this was the only thought in his mind and nothing else mattered.

Thinking of this, he became upset, and the look he gave Sakura Futaba became strange.

Yeah...can we squeeze some more money out of her?

If he challenges Sojiro as a direct relative and fights for the custody of Sakura Futaba, he might succeed.

Although he didn't want to take care of this bastard left by his sister, he could use this as an excuse to force Sojiro to give him some money.

That guy used to be a civil servant and he owns a single-family house in Tokyo, so he must be rich.

Because gambling is exposed to too many dark sides of society, Isshiki Ye Si instantly came up with a vicious plan.

He was going to slander Sojiro.

Does a middle-aged single man have ulterior motives in adopting an underage girl like Futaba?

Godfather? Hahaha, I'm afraid it's not a ghost father!

Just by saying this, he will be able to bear enough social criticism. Let’s see if he dares not to pay!

As soon as the evil thought came to his mind, he looked at Sakura Futaba carefully.

Humph...! She's still so skinny and malnourished, but she looks pretty good. She really looks like Isshiki Wakaba...sister...

The only bit of kindness left in his heart resisted fiercely. Isshiki Ye Si frowned and rejected his previous idea irritably.

That explanation didn't work, but he still had to find another way to ask Sojiro for money!

"I say...what are you doing talking to yourself over there? Are you schizophrenic?"

A strange male voice interrupted Isshiki Yeji's thoughts.

"who are you?"

Only then did Isshiki Yeji notice the man in black next to Sakura Futaba.

Imposing, majestic and powerful...such adjectives are no exaggeration to describe this person.

Especially those explosive muscles, which are intimidating.

"I am Sakura Futaba's partner of justice!"

Mitsui Tsubasa tried hard to suppress his laughter and deliberately said something second-year.

"What the hell is a partner of justice..." Isseyezaki cursed in his heart but didn't dare to say it out loud.

He defended stiffly, "This is our family's private matter, and we don't need outsiders to interfere."

Before Mitsui Tsubasa could figure out how to refute him, Sakura Futaba spoke up: "Tsubasa and I are family, you are not!"

"Our own people?" Isse Ye Si looked at them with annoyance. His eyes suddenly turned, as if he had thought of something, and a sarcastic expression appeared on his face.

"Futaba, are you 13 or 14 this year? You have a boyfriend so early? Be careful not to end up like your mother, who was abandoned when she got pregnant, and then suffered from postpartum depression while raising a child by herself... It's really a vicious cycle."

"you!!"

Sakura Futaba was so angry at him that she was speechless.

“What a great opportunity…”

Mitsui Tsubasa's heart moved, and he suddenly realized that this was the opportunity to win in the chaos.

So, he stepped forward and stood in front of Sakura Futaba: "Isshiki Yeji, since you know that we are boyfriend and girlfriend, you still dare to bully Futaba in front of me, I think you want to be beaten!"