Every action has meaning, and maybe someone will say that.

Eat is to survive, drink water is to prevent death, and kill people is to allow oneself to survive. No matter how simple or cruel things are, there are reasons.

Everything cannot be true after losing reasons.

Why do you fight for? Why do you survive? Why do you cry for? These all need corresponding reasons to express them.

If you lose that reason? How should humans living in this unreasonable world deal with it?

Just create your own reasons.

That's what Natsume thinks.

He had no reason before doing a lot of things, so he just needed to find the corresponding reason to understand on the way forward.

You don’t need others to agree with you or encourage others behind you. You can also create reasons and conditions to move forward.

Let's keep struggling for this.

In this annoying world; in this annoying world.

He knocked on the door.

At the same time, I determined my own reasons.

Can you disturb me?

On the way, Natsume, who had changed into a clean dress, wiped off all the blood stains, stood in front of Maki's mansion and knocked on the door with his hands.

The sound of dong dong was particularly loud on this empty street.

After the third knock on the door, Natsume noticed someone approaching inside.

Click.

The door was opened, a young servant who looked like he was open. He opened the door and looked at Natsume with a puzzled expression.

He was alert to this stranger who had never seen before and was ready to notify others in the yard at any time.

Seeing that he was immediately hostile, Natsume coughed with his right hand clenching his fist near his mouth, and took out a business card from his arms and handed it to the other party.

"Ah, I'm from the Magic Society, but didn't you just leave?"

"There is one important thing that needs to be told to you immediately."

"The head of the family?"

Ah, it's Lord Dirty Inkstone.

The servant had just reacted now, and he immediately opened the goalkeeper Natsume and greeted him in.

The layout environment inside looks a bit empty, and you can see servants passing by the corridor from time to time. But they all lowered their heads and said nothing.

A lifeless atmosphere had occupied the space. When Natsume, who was following the servant, stopped, he saw the quaint hall at the end of the road.

The servant asked himself to wait inside, and Natsume had to sit in a chair and wait for a while.

Natsume began planning the next action.

If you want to hand over the things in your arms to Maki Sakura, you need a chance to be alone. Natsume must find a way to create it.

Although this gift can be handed over later, if you continue to wait, even if Natsume handed it to Matsu Sakura, she would not be able to tell Matsu Yanya.

Because at that time, I'm afraid that Matong Yanye had already died at someone's hands.

The tragic man wants to save the unfortunate girl. This combination is somewhat ironic.

Sitting in the position, Natsume, who was a little unbearable, picked up the tea brought by the maid, and there were slow footsteps behind her.

The thin old man looked at Natsume, and the vigorous shimmer appeared in his eye sockets, which made Natsume feel uncomfortable.

Dealing with the elderly is much more troublesome than dealing with the young.

The other party is much better than himself in both combat experience and life experience, and non-combat behavior is definitely at a disadvantage.

At the same time, Natsume didn't want to put it into force.

But once he had no choice, Natsume thought he would not lose to this old man.

Origin bomb, the great sin armed forces, the "premonition" of the future, Natsume knows everything about the enemy, this is his advantage.

Bypassing Natsume, Maki Inkstone retracted her gaze and turned to the teacup.

"Who are you?"

"The people of the Magic Society, too..."

Natsume looked at the Dirty Inkstone without any timidity and said

"It's your son, Maki Yanye's friend."

"friend?"

Are you kidding me?

When Matsuki Yuyan's face was filled with gullies and wrinkles. He put away his smile the next moment when he tasted the tea.

"I don't know that guy Yan Ye yet? He will have friends, don't joke, you are his enemy, right?"

"Isn't the best enemy a friend?"

"Interesting, interesting, I actually admitted it boldly in front of me. So, as a member of the Magic Association and Yan Ye's friend, why did you come to the house?"

“There is a request.”

oh?

The expression of Matsuki Dirty Ink immediately changed, as if he had discovered something amazing.

As if he was conditioned, he felt dangerous, so Natsume leaned against the weapon.

"Tell me, your request."

"I want to meet Maki Sakura who has transitioned here."

"It seems that the boy told you about this matter, you are his biggest enemy."

"Yes, and also our best friend, we drink and play ball together."

"What stupid things to say."

Jade Ink interrupted Natsume with a little funny look, stood up and pointed to the road inside the room and said

"Come with me and show you something. By the way, tell Yan Ye about her current situation and let him work hard."

Natsume nodded and stood up to follow Matsuki Dirty Inkstone.

Natsume, who was walking while observing the terrain, heard the sound from the dessert Maki.

"I could cry and scream from time to time in the first three days, but I couldn't even make a sound from the fourth day. I put her in the insect warehouse this morning. I just wanted to try how long she could stay, but I didn't expect that she had been ravaged by the insect for a long time. Now I'm still angry. It seems that the material of the Tosaka family is really loveable, but it's just the beginning, and there are more interesting things behind it."

"Is the marking insect?"

This sentence made the dirty inkstone in front of him pause for a moment. He quickly accelerated his hands with his back, and he didn't answer Natsume's question.

Already know so much?

The dirty inkstone narrowed his dim old eyes in front of him, and was muttering something in his mouth.

After passing the hall, I walked through the small corridor of the room and came to a stone stairs leading to the basement.

"The child is right below, but now I can't hear the screams."

The inkstone guided Natsume to continue moving forward. After pushing open the door, a panting sound came from the turbid air.

The insects kept wriggling in the pool below. The sticky liquid on the insect's body mixed with the girl's body liquid. Matsuki Sakura, who was crawling all over her body, stayed at the edge of the pool.

The purple pupils had lost their focal length and they didn't care about the two people entering the room.

Her naked body only had the ups and downs on her chest, indicating that she was still alive.

"How about it?"

Dirty Inkstone opened her mouth to ask Natsume.

“Really.”

Really.

Natsume smiled through the stairs to the pool, staring at the girl whose cheeks were covered with tears and saliva.
Chapter completed!