108 Raiders of Yukinoshita

The nauseous feeling kept pouring out.

Kirimiya Kuri remembered the day when his elder brother Kirimiya Jiaro used human flesh to prepare dinner for him, he kept praising his elder brother's craftsmanship, until he was satisfied with the meal, his elder brother pointed to the dish that he almost ate up by himself, With a gentle smile, it was made of tender cheek meat...

It's disgusting...so nauseating...

It's as if the head is crushed, and all the brains are mixed together...

wrong.

This is not her.

How could she show a happy expression.

The little girl was placed next to the entrance, and the girl went to the bathroom to get a towel.

Kirimiya Kuri's eyes turned black, and his thoughts were intermittent.

Unknowingly, he approached the unconscious young girl.

wrong.

She shouldn't have such a happy expression.

She should be sitting on the edge of the bed in an upright and elegant manner, looking at the vague sky, with the same vague sighs from her thin tender lips.

She should... sit beside me sadly.

Suddenly, Kirimiya Kuri seemed to smell an extremely disgusting smell, which made him nauseous.

His hands pinched the young girl's neck at some point.

So dirty... so disgusting...

wrong……

When did he become as dirty as his brother...

The instant repentance arises, hell descends.

bang——

Thoughts sink into darkness.

It's a pity... I didn't get to see her face at the end...

The pink-haired girl continued to wave the easel in her hand once, twice, with a blank expression on her face.

The body lying on the ground was motionless, the back of his head was bloody and bloody, and the pungent red blood flowed, and the splashed blood fell on another easel placed beside him, and the white paper, blood and ink were splattered wantonly, forming his last painting.

After a long time, the girl looked at the sleeping young girl on the ground, and a sweet smile appeared on her beautiful blood-stained cheeks.

Big brother, thank you.

Thanks to you, I can understand that I can do this for someone.

I finally found out, this shining, refreshing, and sweeter than all the desserts in the world-love.

Heart, is filled.

……

When Yuigahama Yui returned home, she didn't get wet because she had an umbrella in her schoolbag.

The little excitement of stalking people for the first time hasn't subsided yet...

After explaining to her parents about the late return and dispelling their worries and doubts, Yuihama Yui went back to her room to put away her schoolbag, took her clothes and went to take a shower.

After undressing and passing by the bathroom mirror, she found the imprint of the sword hilt on her chest again.

No way, the vision is too sharp.

After the strength dropped to a trough, it began to increase slowly, driving the ability of other aspects of the body to increase.

Holding up her plump breasts and looking at the black marks on her fair and delicate flesh, Yuigahama Yui frowned slightly.

This should be the hilt of the sword that disappeared mysteriously in the morning, and it also gave her the inexplicable power. After this whole day, she has a strong ability to accept these things.

But... Has the originally incomplete sword body on this mark grown a little?

Because the mark looked a lot like a tattoo, Yuihama Yui couldn't help rubbing it to see if it could be removed.

She is not a girl of the extreme way, tattoos will deduct points from her overall image.

The most important thing is the exaggerated power it adds, and she doesn't want to destroy the world because of this.

However, when she rubbed it until the skin around her turned red, and she didn't see any loss of the ink-black color of the imprint, she had no choice but to give up.

But... Did the power drop just now?

Yuigahama Yui clenched his fist in doubt, the strength that could have squeezed steel as cotton seemed to have really weakened a little bit.

After repeated experiments several times, she finally confirmed that it turned out that... rubbing that mark can reduce the strength, and even the growth rate afterward.

After the shower, she lay down in the bathtub, rubbing her breasts while soaking in the bath, hoping that her strength would drop to her normal level.

This was originally a very boring thing, but when she kneaded, she couldn't help thinking about it.

Masata Yuigahama didn't go home tonight, she said she was going to spend the night at a classmate's house, but she clearly saw him leaving with Yukinoshita Yukino and my wife Yuno this afternoon!