On the Possibility of Beauty's Attack on Tsundere and Degradation

After talking about my thoughts with my mother, I realized that my mother cared about me silently like gurgling water.Now that I think about it, the main reason why I relied on and trusted that old woman so much was because of loneliness and lack of security.That night, I returned the scarecrow to the hell girl. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I thought I saw Yan Moai, that is, the flash of relief on the face of the hell girl.

More than a month later, I saw that woman again——my grandma. When she looked at her and asked me why I had such a good relationship with my mother, the murderer, I laughed loudly and even shed tears. tears.

"I know the truth, do you think I will believe your words again!" I pushed her hard, watched her staggered back two steps, and felt quite relieved, "Aren't you patriarchal! No Do you like to complain about our mother and daughter! Don’t you just defend your father who knows how to drink and beat us all day long! Then you wait to go to hell with your son after death! Get out of here, I Never see you again!"

Seeing the woman swearing and leaving in panic, I suddenly felt that the stone that had been pressing on my heart fell to the ground.

A prophecy.

God knows that I was just cursing casually at the time, but I didn't want her to deliberately lead me to think in that way, so I naturally knew what the hell girl said.Although it is also possible that she had such a plan long ago, I couldn't help thinking that if I hadn't mentioned that she would go to hell to be with her son after death, wouldn't everything that happened afterwards not happen?

Unstoppable self-blame and regret.

One day three days later, I lost my mother, just like my father at that time, who disappeared without a trace. I was very scared and asked people to look for her everywhere, and forcibly suppressed the most reliable guess about her disappearance in my heart. I searched, reported, and prayed again and again, until I accidentally saw the old woman staring at my collarbone with a sinister smile at the intersection.

When I got home, I put myself in the room and burst into tears, because I knew that I was alone again, and the time limit this time might be until the end of my life.

The big brother named Xing Chaotun couldn't be contacted either, he just wanted to disappear out of thin air, exactly like my parents.

Thinking about the hopeless future, I couldn't fill the void in my heart, I thought, I want revenge, why should everyone who cares about me go to hell, but she can still live until she dies.

Once again, I summoned the hell girl, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the handsome man behind her with half-covered eyes, but I didn't care, and my heart was full of the pleasure of revenge.Before Yan Moai finished speaking, I pulled the red thread.

When I returned to my room, I laughed and cried, "Go to hell! Go to hell! Don't miss any of them!"

Later, the group of people in white coats said, I am crazy.

Who knows, huh...

***************The following is prepared for children who have never seen Hell Girl**************

An old and solemn voice resounded in the dim red sky, "The resentment has been heard"

After Ning Ning pulled the red line, Yan Moai returned to the hut on the other side, took a bath and changed clothes, stepped into the carriage of the incarnation of the wheel, and came to the old lady Fujiwara at the corner of the street.

Fujiwara is caught in a scene of different time and space, which is real and terrifying...

Mr. Fujiwara, played by Ichimolian, pulled her sleeve, "Mother, hell is terrible, so come and accompany me." Then it turned into a pool of muddy water and wrapped around her feet.

The bone girl turned into Huibo covering her face and crying, "Mother-in-law, why don't you let us go? Ningning is still young, she needs to grow up in my care and a peaceful and beautiful environment, why can't you understand? We are all Mother" put down her hands, she had a face without facial features, she smiled strangely and said, "Since you can't understand it before you are alive, go to hell and listen to me explain it to you" and rushed towards Fujiwara.

In the distance, there was a group of onlookers who couldn’t see their faces in the incarnation of reincarnation, pointing out, “It’s what you deserve”, “You deserve it”, “You should go to hell a long time ago”…

"No, don't" Fujiwara struggled.

A sound of bells reminded Yan Moai of spreading her arms to the outside, and the pattern on the kimono blurred Fujiwara's vision.Yan Moai spoke softly as if reading a eulogy:

"O sad shadow in darkness,

hurt, despise others,

the sinful soul,

Want to die once? "

The small boat swayed gently on the river channel sparsely scattered with ever-burning lights.

Fujiwara laughed with empty eyes, "Karma, retribution is not good! Haha!"

Yan Moai just shook her oars and continued her work of extradition "This hatred, this hatred, will go to hell"

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Your resentment is willing to be eliminated...

The author has something to say:

I can’t help it anymore, I’ll post the episode before the next chapter has been conceived/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

I really want Carvin, I hate OTZ like constipation

Guess how long I will be stuck━━(￣ー￣*|||━━

Look at the sky silently, just wait, in short, it will not exceed three days o(￣ヘ￣o*)[make a fist!]