Why is Miyashiki-sama like that?

Zhenxiang lives at the house of Taro, a prostitute.As a price, she was forced to surrender her mask.

"Are you afraid of being recognized? That's good. I will keep this mask for safekeeping. From now on, stay at home with my sister obediently and don't even think about going anywhere." The prostitute Taro said.

Although it is a home, it is actually just a small room with air leakage on all sides in many long rows of shacks. The size is only a few square meters, which is very cramped.

The reason why the prostitute Taro is willing to tolerate Zhenxiang is because Zhenxiang finds that she does not feel hungry and thirsty, and can maintain normal life without food and sleep, and does not even need to excrete or sweat. Frozen dummies.

"You can live without eating or drinking? You are such a monster." The prostitute Taro commented in disgust.

But at the same time, he inexplicably put his trust in Zhenxiang: "Just be grateful for the fact that you are a monster. If you need to consume precious food to live, I will never keep you."

At work, the prostitute Taro will safely leave Zhenxiang at home and take care of his sister on his behalf.

This is how Zhenxiang met Xiaomei.She was a beautiful girl with a weak mind. What the prostitute Taro taught Xiaomei, Xiaomei just learned what was right and wrong.

In a sunny and gentle lazy day, Zhenxiang lazily rested her head on her pillow and said, "Taro."

"Don't call me Taro!" The prostitute Taro frowned.

"What does it matter? You can also call me Xiaoxu." Zhenxiang said indifferently, "I don't think you can teach your sister like this."

"Do you have any opinion?"

"Don't you think Xiaomei is a particularly impressionable child?"

"so?"

"So I think Xiaomei's temper has been getting worse and worse recently, and it's probably caused by you."

The prostitute Taro throws a sickle at Zhenxiang, and Zhenxiang quickly dodges sideways.

"It's not that I said, you just instilled in Xiaomei some ideas such as 'strike first to be strong and then suffer disaster', 'walk your own way and let others have no way to go', 'people are good at being bullied and horses are good at being ridden by others', In this way, Xiaomei will become a vicious woman when she grows up."

"So what?" Taro the prostitute angrily walked up to Zhenxiang, tiptoed and reached for the scythe embedded in the wall, but he couldn't reach it.

Zhenxiang cleared her throat, bent down and climbed to the ground to flatten her back, the prostitute Taro stepped on it angrily, and finally pulled out the sickle.

After doing this again and again, the prostitute Taro felt that he had lost face, but Zhenxiang, who was on tiptoe, remained calm: "Taro."

"Don't call me Taro!"

The prostitute Taro wanted to beat up Oshino Xu again, he thought so almost every day, but since he allowed Oshino Xu to stay, he has been fighting hard like no matter how angry he is, he will not really fight with Oshino Xu, throwing the sickle just now I deliberately threw it high, for fear of hurting Oshino Xu, but accidentally nailed the sickle to a high place.

Damn it, this Oshino Xu really isn't worth his troubles to take care of!

The prostitute Taro gritted his teeth for a while, and said: "My own sister, I will not dislike what she will become in the future. People can only live long if they are selfish enough to fight and rob. This is what the world gave me. Reasonable. I teach Xiaomei what I have learned, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing wrong. I just think it's a pity." Zhenxiang looked out the window, and Xiaomei was squatting on the bank of the weedy river to entertain herself.

That is to say, Xiaomei was not around, so she dared to talk to the prostitute Taro like this, otherwise the brother-in-law would scream and go crazy.

"If Xiaomei hadn't been born on the bank of this sinful Rashomon River, she would have become a good child." Zhenxiang said softly.

The prostitute Taro and Zhenxiang were silent for a while, and finally he spat on the ground: "There are no ifs in this world."

Indeed, there are no ifs in this world.

But Zhenxiang still tried to teach Xiaomei some positive thoughts as much as possible, but Xiaomei laughed at her before hearing a few words: "You are too naive! Fortunately, you can live without eating, otherwise you would soon will die!"

Zhenxiang tried to play the emotional card: "Xiaomei, we have lived together for so long, and we have become a little friendly. If I really die, will you be sad for me?"

"Huh? Are you kidding me? Useless trash can just die." Xiaomei said without hesitation.

This shows that although Xiaomei is easily influenced by others, she is more willing to be influenced by her brother than by Zhenxiang.

Zhenxiang could only shake her head and sigh: "You are already in the shape of Taro."

Xiaomei glared at her: "What are you talking about? I'm super beautiful! I'm not the same as my brother at all!"

Zhenxiang is depressed.

[System, system, I'm so lonely, no one can understand me when I make trash jokes, how long will it take for this day to end? ]

[......]

[Ahhhhh so boring, the system you are a pig, you are an ugly monster, you are the world's number one idiot, I will kick you to fly solo sooner or later. ]

[......]

[Actually, I was joking just now, if I don’t want anyone, I can’t want you, you are my life.You see, how many unconscionable things I have done for you?Although it was not very successful in the end, I really did my best to perfunctory you, don't you feel very moved? ]

[......]

[Damn, I'm really going to suffer from anxiety attacks. I always feel that if I can't hear the sound of the system, the system will unbind me at any time. Then my hard work over the years is really in vain. ]

[......]

Zhenxiang really regretted it. The last time she empathized with Tong Mo, she realized that she could make a sound under certain circumstances and let Qin Ye hear it. Afterwards, she carefully reviewed all the details and roughly summed up some experience.

In this empathy with the prostitute Taro, she quickly used her experience to see if she could speak and be heard again.

It turned out that she didn't expect that not only her speech could be heard, but her whole body could also be seen and touched.In other words, she fell directly into the world that belonged to the prostitute Taro, and the passage of time was completely consistent with it.There is no way for her to get out.

It's too painful to be trapped in the ghost's memory!And she still can't get in touch with the system, so she doesn't know what's going on in reality.

What if her body was left outside, decomposing in the past few days?The more I think about it, the more desperate I become.

[system!all!sisters!Never leave me, sister!I don’t think you’re stupid anymore, I’m willing to do any bad things for you, blah blah... I know you like to hear me make up sad jokes, and I’ll tell you one, no, five in a day!How are you, sister?Beep, beep...]

But even though Zhenxiang had started talking nonsense, the system was still silent.

[Damn, absolutely.This is too boring, right?Zhong also was imprisoned in the facility for more than ten years. How did he live?Won't you be bored and go crazy?Hey, think about it carefully, in fact, I was not so pretentious in the past. The days of counting salt grains in the salt pan were even more boring, but haven’t I survived?It's because of these years of working with the system that I have developed a bad habit, and I can't bear it if there is no movement in my head. It really is a bad habit that is best cultivated. ]

After Zhenxiang finished entertaining herself, she decided to find something to do for herself: "Xiaomei, do you want to hear a story? It's the kind of story that is particularly cruel. I am the best at making up stories, and I am destined to stand at the top of the literary world in the future. Definitely not some useless piece of wood.”

The stunningly beautiful girl was finally willing to give her a glance, and those beautiful but undoubtedly arrogant eyes were full of curiosity: "What story?"

So that night, Xiaomei cried and threw herself into the arms of the prostitute Taro who came home from get off work.

"Oshino Xu! Did you bully Xiaomei?!"

"No." Zhenxiang was very innocent.

The prostitute Taro lowered his head nervously and asked Xiaomei: "Tell brother, why did he bully you? Tell me and brother will vent your anger on you."

"Xu...he said he would tell me...stories, hiccups, stories..." Xiaomei cried out of breath.

She moaned and whined intermittently for a long time before finally explaining the matter clearly, wiping away her tears.After hearing this, Taro the prostitute was very speechless.

Zhenxiang really didn't do anything, she just told a real story in the world.In the story, the brothers and sisters who supported each other grew up together through all kinds of hardships. When they finally saw the dawn of a better life, the elder brother was suddenly transformed into a ghost, lost his mind due to hunger, and ate his younger sister.

This is such an ordinary BE. Zhenxiang didn't play with emotions in it to set up succession and transition, but simply told the story she has summed up so far that belongs to the prostitute Taro.

Facts have proved that it was Taro the prostitute who became a ghost in the end, so the Yoshihara legend about the oiran with the word "Ji" becomes intriguing.Zhenxiang reasonably speculates that this is a false image deliberately created by the prostitute Taro who misses his sister too much after becoming a ghost.

Anyway, ghosts can imitate and change their appearance. Maybe Taro the prostitute became crazy enough to wear women's clothing after he became a ghost?

"I thought Xiaomei was the only one who didn't have a good head, so you are the same." Taro the prostitute looked at Zhenxiang with complicated eyes, "We are living in hell, so we still don't know if there are ghosts in this world? We It's already a ghost."

Zhenxiang asked him: "I'm talking about another kind of ghost, the kind that would eat your relatives because of hunger. If you became that kind of ghost one day, would you eat Xiaomei?"

"How is it possible? Xiaomei is my pride. Even if I eat the whole world, I won't eat Xiaomei."

Xiaomei, who was listening, nodded while crying: "Me too! If I become a ghost, I will only eat beautiful people, and I will definitely not eat my brother anyway."

The prostitute Taro felt that his sister's words were very inappropriate: "You think I'm ugly so you don't want to eat it, right?"

Xiaomei laughed heartlessly.

Zhenxiang felt very delicate: "What about me? If you two become ghosts, will you eat me?"

The prostitute Taro looked her up and down, then shook his head: "Of course I won't eat it."

So Xiaomei also shook her head: "Don't eat."

Zhen Xiang held her heart together: "I'm so touched, you both have me in your heart."

"It's not because of this." Taro the prostitute denied it flatly, "You are a monster, you don't need to do anything to survive, I'm afraid I'll have diarrhea if I eat you."

Xiaomei laughed heartlessly again.

If it wasn't because she couldn't cry, Zhenxiang would have to cry like Xiaomei, or go up to the level of crying, making trouble and hanging herself, to see if the prostitute Taro would speak so badly to her.

"Oh, then you two have to remember this promise, don't eat me in the future, let me first declare that I have a good memory and will never forget."

"Really?" Xiaomei expressed doubts, "Then do you remember what I ate yesterday?"

"……mouse?"

"It's a snatched rice cake, idiot!"

Although Zhenxiang did not change Xiaomei's character by precept and deed, she did teach Xiaomei some simple wound treatment techniques. This part was taught to her by her father, and now she is handing it over to Xiaomei, which feels like a inheritance.

Once, Zhenxiang and Xiaomei skillfully bandaged the wound of the prostitute Taro, and asked, "Are you interested in becoming a female doctor who can save lives and heal the wounded in the future?"

"Not interested." Xiaomei rolled her eyes at Zhenxiang, even if she rolled her eyes, she was very beautiful, "I want to be Yoshihara's oiran, and I have no other goals."

"The oiran knows everything, not just the standard eight-character footwork when the oiran is in the middle of the road, you also need to learn musical instruments, understand music theory, be able to chat about history with guests, and be able to write well, compose Beautiful poetry—"

"Ah, I won't listen!" Xiaomei blocked her ears and ran away.

In fact, even if Xiaomei wanted to hear it, Zhenxiang couldn't say more. All her knowledge of the oiran came from the popular science of Sarutobi Iris, and she had nothing to show off.

But it doesn't matter, because Xiaomei doesn't know, so whenever Zhenxiang feels that Xiaomei is annoying, she deliberately puts on the posture of teaching cultural courses, which can easily drive Xiaomei away.

In this way, Zhenxiang lived with the prostitute Taro and Xiaomei for a whole year.

In the hottest summer, she doesn't sweat, so Xiaomei especially likes to cling to him.In the coldest winter, her body temperature won't drop, so Xiaomei insists on sleeping with her.Slowly, the prostitute Taro began to be jealous of her.

Zhenxiang thinks it's purely the hooker Taro's glass heart, because whenever the hooker Taro calls Xiaomei's name, Xiaomei always smiles the happiest.

No one would doubt the relationship between the siblings, the more so, the more regretful Zhenxiang felt.

When Zhenxiang told Xiaomei the Nth BE story, Xiaomei finally broke out: "Why can't you see good things last forever?"

Zhenxiang explained calmly: "Because beautiful things are destined not to last forever, family members cannot live together forever, and siblings also—"

"No! I don't care! I will always be the most beautiful woman! I will always live with my brother! And you!"

"And I?"

"Yes! You are a member of our family, you are... a servant of our family! In the future, I will be the oiran, and you will be responsible for writing, composing, playing, playing and talking about history on my behalf."

Zhenxiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Then you are the oiran or I am the oiran?"

"Of course it's me." Xiaomei puffed out her chest in a particularly airy manner.After all, he is a real 13-year-old child, even if life is difficult, he still has the vigor that a 13-year-old child should have.

Zhenxiang was silent for a while, then stretched out her hand to touch the top of Xiaomei's hair: "Okay, then it's a deal."

Xiaomei went out to play contentedly, and the prostitute Taro returned home one step later.

He rarely put on a complex and tangled expression today, which looked funny: "Oshino Xu...you have been at my house for a whole year."

"Yes." Zhenxiang nodded.

The prostitute Taro slowly took out the silver mask with the pattern of wisteria patterns from his arms: "It's been a year, and those who have enemies with you will probably stop looking for you. I will return this mask to you today. Now you are free to go out."

Zhenxiang didn't take the mask immediately, she looked at the prostitute Taro and asked, "Are you going to drive me away?"

"That's not what it means." The prostitute Taro scratched his neck a little irritably, "I think you are... Well, you already are, well, you just have to force me to say it, right? I agree! You are My family is gone!"

Zhenxiang moved the corner of her mouth.

If she could, she really wanted to laugh at this moment, as if she could really have this family relationship.

"Taro, I'm giving this mask to you, because I think you need it more than me, so use it to cover your ugly face."

"Oshino Xu!"

The prostitute Taro raised his sickle angrily.

Although she knew it was false, Zhenxiang still had some expectation: How long will this life last?Is it possible for her to prevent ghosts from appearing?Can she try to do more good deeds and look forward to a better future?

the answer is negative.

Because her camera quickly pulled up and flew to a high place, she had no way to control all of this, just like playing a game and entering an unskippable plot animation.

She saw Xiaomei stab a strange man blind with a hairpin, she saw the strange man tie Xiaomei up and set fire to her, and she saw the prostitute Taro arriving late, waving a sickle to avenge Xiaomei, and then holding Xiaomei's dying body Questioning and wailing to the world, seeing Tong Mo, who stole a girl in Yoshiwara, spilling blood with a smile, made the two brothers and sisters transform into ghosts together.

It turned out that Zhenxiang's worry was never necessary. Even if she became a ghost, her elder brother would not eat her younger sister, and her younger sister would not eat her elder brother, because both elder brother and younger sister became ghosts, and they could live together forever.

In this somewhat cruel fairy tale, there is no name of Oshino Hiroshi.

Zhenxiang opened her eyes, she found that her face was a little wet, what was it?

[Zhenxiang, are you crying? ]

Zhenxiang was stunned for a while: [...ah, the system, it's you. ] Not to mention, I haven't seen you for a whole year, and my relationship is a bit rusty.

[I didn't cry, I just got sand in my eyes. ] She raised her hand to wipe away the tears.

The system doesn't believe it: [Are you bragging?See people's memory the whole time, but with your eyes closed. ]

[Well, actually, I have the problem of crying in the wind. ]

[Are you crying in the wind, can I not know? ]

[Well, let me be honest, I was crying because of being ugly, the prostitute Taro is really too ugly... I know you don’t believe me, but I’m actually crying because I was slapped in the face, isn’t Oni Wu Tsuji too fickle?Why can two brothers and sisters be tolerated as ghosts together?Does it really have such a thing as a principle?Did it really ask ghosts not to live in groups? ]

Zhenxiang stood up in grief and anger, and slowly straightened her back.

Now she sees the prostitute Taro again, the feeling of interlacing time and space is really wonderful, but the scythe in the hand of the prostitute Taro in front of her looks even scarier, and there are more engravings on the eyes of the land of the string.

The prostitute Taro stared at her, and smiled bitterly: "It's really rare, such a noble person will come to the bank of the Rashomon River, it's so good, the skin is smooth and tender, there is no scar at all, and he is wearing such a good hat, he must live!" Are you living a life where you never worry about money? Are you asking about ghosts? Why bother, I’ll just come to you and let you see it. Well, I’m the ghost you’re looking for, you’re satisfied ?"

"To be honest, I'm not very satisfied... My name is Oshino Xu, how about you?"

"Prostitute Taro." It scratched the neck, creating a deep bloodstain and quickly recovered, "Oshino Xu, can you die quickly? Because I'm a little bit jealous of you."

It swung the sickle and cut Oshino Hiroshi's neck.

A beautiful top hat pinched with silver threads fell to the ground and rolled into the distance along the uneven road.

Zhenxiang bent down, reached out to pick up the top hat, patted off the dust on it, and quietly watched the prostitute Taro eat "herself".

[Brain Hole Imaging Technology] The perfect beginning and ending reflected the tragic death of Uchiha Kyouya on the retinas of everyone who could see it. Even Kagura, who had been reminded in advance, was frightened.

From the beginning to the end, no one realized the unreasonableness of this, including the prostitute Taro, who really believed that he killed and ate the boy in the top hat out of his own subjective will, and he did not suspect it at all .

Look, how funny?Zhenxiang said to herself.What is false is false, whether it is family affection or promises, if you really believe it, you will be a big fool.