[Butterfly Poison Flower Lock] After Butterfly Transformation

Around twelve noon, Mashima returned to the Nonomiya house.At this time, everyone is busy in the kitchen.During the time between food preparations, Fujita and Mashima met, and their attitude was as usual neither hot nor cold, with some butler formulas.

Mashima knew that he came back a bit late, much longer than the scheduled vacation.He thought there would be some inquiries, but he didn't expect that Fujita didn't ask anything at all, and just asked him to return to his post quickly and take care of him.

And his careless mother didn't seem to notice these little things at all.That's right, how can a woman who can't even recognize her own son care about servants.

In fact, even if he was fired, he didn't care about the meager salary.It's just a pity that I can't watch that demon be killed in person.He also wanted to keep playing the revenge game longer.

Mashima returned to his servants' cabin.He likes to have everything organized, so everything is sorted and put somewhere.

Although everything was in place, he was sensitive to the fact that someone had been in the room.Because it stands to reason that if he had been away for a month, the room should have accumulated a layer of dust, but the room was very clean.

Mashima suppressed his unhappiness, changed his clothes, and called Saburo.

Ever since Saburo frightened Yuriko, he was transferred by Fujita to do chores in the backyard, and he usually couldn't contact the host's house most of the time.

The puppet that was finally found in Japan was useless.I don't know why he spent so much time and controlled him with drugs.

However, after seeing Yuriko, Mashima didn't really want to carry out the plan, so he didn't do remedial work.

Saburo, who has not received medicine for a month, has just seen Mashima, lying at his feet almost like a dog.Mashima took out the goods and threw them on the ground with a look of disgust, and asked, "Who entered my room when I was leaving?"

Saburo hummed while holding the medicine, his sanity was already blurred.Mashima kicked Saburo hard, and Saburo hit the wall like a huge sandbag.

Saburo arched his body in pain, panting heavily.But the hand is still holding the paper bag tightly.The pain brought him back to his senses, and he looked at Mashima in fear, finally understanding the situation.Wiping the spittle from the corner of his mouth, Saburo crouched on the ground shivering, and answered Mashima's question: "It seems that the bamboo in charge of miscellaneous uses has come here..."

"Ah, it's that idiot woman. Doing unnecessary things again." Mashima had some impression of this name, and not long after he entered this house, many superficial women posted over.This bamboo is the stickiest one.

They were just for his appearance. He had seen many women like this before, but they were all used as fertilizer by him before.It's not good to pretend to be a fake identity, and you have to be restricted even to chase away flies.

Since it's not a situation he's worried about, it's okay.Although he wasn't stupid enough to leave something weird in the room.It's not that I'm worried about my identity being exposed.He just doesn't like things around him being touched by other dirty hands, and he feels like his territory has been violated.

"You can go now." Mashima waved his hand, and Saburo crawled out as if he had received an amnesty.

After cleaning the room himself, Mashima felt better.He took the water pot and flower shears from the place where the gardening tools were kept, and went to the garden.

The vicious sun made the plants look a little dull, and although some precious flowers were in full bloom, they looked listless.Mashima took his time and started weeding and watering.

There is a pond in this courtyard itself, and the water shortage has not reached a serious level.Moreover, the original location of the plants is also very reasonable, so there are not many necrotic plants.The flowers began to recover little by little.

Although Mashima learned gardening techniques in order to infiltrate the Nonomiya family, but his attainments in gardening are indeed very good.The gardener whose body he had thrown into the sea once said that within a few years he would have fully mastered his technique.In fact, it took him a few months to fully master it.

Mashima discovered early on that no matter what he was studying, he could learn quickly.Whether it is a foreign language, or managing gangsters, he can master the know-how in a short period of time.

The man who picked him up admired his insight and cultivated him as the leader of the next generation.And Mashima lived up to his expectations, and sat in this position before he planned to abdicate.

Even for those who have given him the grace of upbringing, he can dismember the corpse without hesitation.From then on, he felt that nothing in the world could affect his heart.

Until he met his sister by the pond.

Blood relationship is really something that cannot be refused.From that day on, his world seemed to change from black and white to color.Emotions that he didn't know were constantly emerging from his heart.

He only cared about that one person, and could only see that one person in his eyes.The rest of the world, was eclipsed.

He kept putting his plans back, just to spend more time with her.As long as he saw her innocent smile and playful figure, he was satisfied.

But recently, Yuriko has fallen in love with reading, and often shuts herself in the room, and the time they spend seeing each other is also reduced.Mashima didn't dislike Yuriko who became quiet.Whether it's a lively lily or a quiet lily, he likes them all.

It would be great if Yuriko could walk in the courtyard more often and talk to him.Mashima didn't like it and could only look at her from a distance, he wanted to face her, talk to her, hold her, even push her to the ground.

Otherwise, he might go crazy.But he doesn't want to get out of hand.Thinking of how scared and loathed Yuriko would be when she saw his true face, his heart ached like being dug out alive!

Mashima shoveled the dirt like crazy, and sweat soon appeared on his delicate face.He was recovering from an old injury, and his hands were still wrapped in gauze.The wound that had been pierced by a nail in the morning burst open, and the bandage was stained red.

Stop this kind of masochistic behavior.Mashima walked to the pond in the garden, trying to calm himself down, but there were already people there.

"Miss, why are you here?" Mashima said with joy and bitterness in his heart, putting his hands behind his back.

The quiet girl turned her head, her soft hair fell down her shoulders and traced a curve.The sky-blue background of the kimono is as pure as the sky at the moment, and the golden-red maple leaf patterns on it form a huge inverse ratio to the background color.

She was taken aback when she saw Mashima, and then she smiled with pure black eyes, "Ah, Mashima, when did you come back?"

Small pigeon-like feet swayed in the water, and the green crystal-like lake was disturbed by the naughty girl.Seeing those jade feet made Mashima's mouth dry.

After finally calming down, he replied, "It's been a while since I've been back. Miss, it's easy to catch cold playing in the water like this. You'd better put on your shoes."

"Really, Mashima also wants to teach me like Fujita?" Yuriko pursed her mouth in displeasure, and lowered her head.Her black hair was scattered over her shoulders. She didn't wear any hair accessories today, but she looked very pretty.

Despite what she said, Yuriko obediently took her feet out of the water.She flicked her foot, and crystal-like drops of water splashed on the grass.

From that simple movement, Mashima felt a little confused.He knew that Yuriko didn't mean that, but his dirty thoughts misunderstood it.

"Why do you put your hands behind your back. Is there something hidden behind?"

Mashima shook his head in panic, "It's nothing."

Yuriko insists on seeing what Mashima is hiding.Mashima quickly dodges, but Yuriko grabs her sleeve.Asking Yuriko's fragrance at such a close distance, Mashima struggled in his heart whether to push Yuriko away, but in the end he was defeated by his own greed.

"Ah, are you injured?" Yuriko asked worriedly when she saw the blood-stained bandage on Mashima's hand.

"I accidentally got stabbed when I was playing with tools. This is a common thing, and it's not a big deal." Mashima said, sniffing the deodorant on Yuriko's hair without any trace.

"Since you are injured, go to rest. Why do you force yourself to work? You see that the wound is cracked and will leave ugly scars! Ah, speaking of it, I still tugged on your sleeve to prevent the wound Make it even worse!" Yuriko hurriedly let go of the sleeve in her hand, and Mashima took the opportunity to withdraw her hand, but Yuriko's warm little hand grabbed her wrist.

"It's my own body, how can you not cherish it so much! Could it be that your body is not a human body, so it won't hurt?" Lily looked at those hands full of pity.

"A lowly man like me doesn't have to worry about leaving scars." Mashima looked away and said as if mocking himself.

"By the way, I just got medicine that is very effective for this kind of injury, follow me to my room!" Yuriko said, holding Mashima's hand.

The author has something to say: As mentioned in the zero score review, the latest update time should not be specified. For the defense on the 18th, you need to prepare papers and experiments.

Well, I have worked very hard, but the reality is also very helpless.Sure enough, I have no chance with the monthly list.Neurasthenia is painful...