Yae Sakura!Beep!

Not dwelling on the past—she didn't have that kind of experience to remember.

She just has nothing but the past.

speak up.

How was she born?

It's been so long that I don't seem to remember much.

At that time, she seemed to remember clearly the reason why she was born.

The kind engraved in my heart.

Looking back now, what did I think of myself at that time?

In my heart, apart from confusion, there seemed to be that kind of inexplicable anger and resentment.

Ah, she remembered.

I am resenting myself.

…………

The moment he opened his eyes, he was in a shrine.

Everything in her field of vision was red in her eyes.

Covered in the color of blood.

This is the main hall.

Her memory, was 'telling' her that she had something to do.

No, not something she needed to do, but because 'she' didn't do it, she was born to do it.

what is this?

She lifted her paw, and of course saw the 'bloody' fur of 'own'.

This is her body, and this is not her body.

Anger rose in her heart, resentment entwined in her heart, sadness flowed from the bottom of her heart, and that fear wrapped her heart like a gangrene.

She is an existence born from "evil", but she does not exist for "evil".

She exists for 'her'.

Because 'she' needs such an existence that can bear all the things that she can't bear.

Therefore, she was born with no burden to accommodate these things that 'she' cannot touch.

what is this?

Junkyard?

Useless things, annoying things, just throw them to her?

Is the meaning of her birth to be such a tool?

do not know.

Thinking of this, she got up from the ground, looked up for a while, and then jumped onto the high altar in a few steps, where a gorgeous ritual sword was placed horizontally.

A strong sense of disgust suddenly appeared in my heart the moment I saw this Taidao.

But she didn't do anything else. The instinct of this body, to be precise, was an instinct she had since birth, urging her.

In fact, it didn't take much effort, just in the blink of an eye, a strange-looking green grass appeared in front of her, feeling it, the large amount of energy missing in her body, she was a little irritated and moved the green grass The grass moved behind.

Why should I follow 'her' wishes to accomplish these things?

Is it just because I am her second personality?

maybe.

By the way, can the fox's dissociative disorder also be called split personality?

Who knows, she is too lazy to think about it, whoever wants to think about it, whoever wants to go.

I am irritable all the time, anxious all the time, and depressed all the time.

This is the price she was born with, the price she has to pay for bearing these 'evil' for 'her'.

That's right, since I'm a second personality—let's count it as a personality first.

Then, as the second personality, the meaning of existence is for 'her', which is also a matter of course.

Mainly by 'her', by 'her'... or something like that?

Thoughts are in confusion, and they are constantly tortured by 'evil'.

No, that's not the case.

She doesn't like 'her'.

It is precisely because she was born to bear the "evil", so after merging these "evil", although she is limited by the position of "personality" in behavior and cannot resist, but in thinking, she is Two hearts were born.

She is dissatisfied with the reason for her birth, she is dissatisfied with the meaning of her existence, and she is dissatisfied with "her".

So, she resented.

Always, always resented.

And, it will be kept in mind.

…………

Suddenly woke up.

The girl sat up from the bed.

She was wearing a one-piece doll pajamas, other than that, she was wearing nothing.

This kind of dress, on a petite girl who is only about ten years old, naturally looks particularly delicate, but if one sees her pair of blood-red pupils, I am afraid that anyone will shudder.

Looking around, the girl knew that this was the home of the woman named Ba Mamei.

Yesterday, 'she' was brought back here, and slept with the woman she hated the most for one night.

Tsk!have a finger in the pie!

The irritable appearance lasted for a short while, and soon calmed down again.

She doesn't have much time to waste.

'She' took a bath before the woman and Ba Mami, and because she was too tired, she fell asleep as soon as she returned to the room.

Now, it is probably the time for the two women to take turns taking a bath.

Girls want to take advantage of the time when they take a bath to complete some things.

It is not very important to say that it is important, at least, it is unnecessary to come out at the risk that the plan may be destroyed.

But if it is not important, she will feel very uncomfortable if this matter is not done.

After all, it was a behavior that lasted for such a long time.

Then since I woke up from the nightmare, let's finish this matter by the way.

She could feel that the bed was full of the breath of that woman that she hated.

Frowning, the girl walked to a chair beside her and sat down.

She raised her hand, and the blood-red energy mist slowly seeped out.

Controlling not to let the energy that looks very evil in the eyes of others leak out, so as not to be noticed by the two people who are only separated by a wall, the girl gently kneaded the group of energy in her hands.

She pressed her lips tightly, with such force that even the originally rosy lips turned white.

If you just simply control these energies that belong to her.Of course, it wouldn't be too much effort, and it could even be said to be like using your fingers.

But what she has to do now is not that simple.

After a while, strands of red thread-like energy began to be pulled out from the blood-red energy, and returned to the girl's body again. Correspondingly, this energy also changed from the original blood-red to light Red, until finally, becomes pure white.

It exudes a radiant light, pure, and there is no trace of evil. No matter who it is, it is impossible to imagine that a moment ago, this group of pure energy still smelled of blood.

He exhaled lightly, and before the girl's forehead, a little crystal clear sweat had already oozes out.

Next, is the most important step.

She gently pressed this mass of energy that was about to escape her control due to becoming pure, into her body.

As if being absorbed by something, with a whimper, all the energy that she had worked so hard to produce entered her body. She quickly closed her eyes and controlled it so that the energy could be completely absorbed by the body.

She is using these pure energies to improve the physique of this body.

It seems that it seems unnecessary, why not use the blood-red energy directly?

That's because those energies are full of 'evil', extracted from her soul, fueled by her evil thoughts, filled with negative things, filled with those that were once regarded as garbage by the owner of this body s things.

Those things will defile this body.

Not to mention not being able to improve her physique, it might even make her body weaker.

When she was living in Xiaoyuan's house, she would often sneak out like this to improve the physique of this body.

Otherwise, how could it be possible to have such a good physical fitness to fight Xiaomeiyan that night?

Don't get me wrong, the girl didn't do these things for 'her'.

After all, this body is shared by both of them. If there is no body that can withstand high-intensity fighting, then how can it satisfy her bloodthirsty desires?

Yes, she believed so firmly.

I have always been so selfish, and I have always been so reckless.

She never thinks of others.

Everything she thinks and does is for her own satisfaction.

After a long time, the girl opened those scarlet eyes. She took a long breath and wiped the sweat stains on her forehead lightly.

What happened in that dream was not just a dream.

She did, she used to resent.

Resentful, Hitomi Yae.

verse 128 chord 53 long night, cranky people

In the silent night, with a cool temperament.

The silvery white moonlight was blocked by the curtains, but the few rays of light that came in through the gap turned into nothingness under the bright light in the room.

Xiaoyuan sat in front of the desk, with short shoulder-length pink hair, and because she had just taken a shower, it was still soaking in moisture. She was wearing a thin pink pajamas, and she didn't feel like it was coming to summer. how cold.

On the table was a thick notebook, with a certain page spread out, and Xiaoyuan took a pen to write and draw on it.

The crooked lines form one after another, because the drawing is not rigorous, it looks very cute Q version villain.

A curly-haired girl in a skirt-style safari suit, a long-haired girl in a lotus lace dress, and many draft-like drawings next to them.

And on another page, the only painted picture.

The pink-haired girl is wearing a pink dress. The middle of the skirt is painted with a light yellow background and red buttons. There are two big pink bows on the waist. The skirt is decorated with a lot of ruffles and Lace belt, wearing a pair of white gloves with pink trim, white knee socks on the lower body, and red high-heeled shoes.

Looking at the girl in the picture, her hairstyle seems to be somewhat similar to Madoka's twin ponytails.

But this is natural, after all, she is designing for herself the costume she will wear after becoming a magical girl.

These were drawn by Madoka in class today while pretending to be writing notes.

In fact, Madoka wanted to show everyone how well she drew at the beginning.

But after thinking about it, I felt a little embarrassed to take it out.

After all, everyone was seriously thinking about such serious issues as what wishes to make and whether it would be dangerous to fight the witch. She was the only one who seemed innocent.

Doesn't it look a little childish?

After all, it's still a bit shameful, if you are laughed at like that.

But after becoming a magical girl, isn't the first thing to think about is the issue of clothing?