As a breeze blew, dandelions all over the sky swirled around me.

It suddenly occurred to me that when I was very young, I went to the top of a mountain with my mother and father to see dandelions.

The memory is a little fuzzy, but I remember that my mother was smiling very happily at that time.

Time keeps moving forward and life must go on.

I returned to school and sat quietly in my seat reading the book in my hand.

There was something else added to the already strange looks from others.

I also added a few nicknames, such as the unlucky star, orphan, and so on.

My face was very calm, so calm that even if they provoked me in front of me, I would not bother to pay attention to them.

I propped up my head and looked at the white clouds outside the window, thinking that I seemed to have not seen the little mute recently.

Is…she very busy now?

With this doubtful feeling, I went to look for her under the bridge.

But she found that the tent she had set up had been burned down, leaving only a black bracelet beside the river not far away.

I picked up the bracelet and put it in my pocket, then turned and walked outside.

I had an inexplicable premonition that something seemed to have happened to the little mute.

So, I started asking around about the little mute.

Finally, I sneaked into a nearby store and checked the surveillance footage, only to find out that more than a week ago, the little mute had been bullied by several boys who looked like students.

They hit the little mute’s head with stones on the road and verbally humiliated her in various ways.

Two days ago in the afternoon, I saw from the surveillance camera that these boys were walking towards the little mute’s house with gasoline in their hands and grins on their faces.

After about 4 hours, we saw them fleeing in panic.

After carefully observing the faces of the boys on the surveillance camera for a while, I discovered that one of the yellow-haired boys was the one who had provoked me at school before.

In order to further find out what happened to the little mute.

So, the next day, I lured him to the gymnasium under the guise of a physical education teacher.

I started asking him about the little mute.

But he hesitated and dared not say anything.

He looked at me approaching him and turned around to run away, but I grabbed him by the collar and threw him to the ground.

I took out a knife from my pocket and stabbed it hard on the rubber floor next to him, and asked again what they did in the little mute’s home two nights ago and why the little mute suddenly disappeared.

He looked at the shining blade beside him and closed his eyes in fear. A frightened expression appeared on his face. He told what they had done at the little mute’s house two nights ago.

It turned out that the news that I walked with the little mute together at school that day reached his ears, and in order to get revenge on me, he actually went to cause trouble for the little mute.

Two days ago, they were preparing to bully the little mute as usual.

But one of the accomplices told them that he was getting a little bored of just hitting people with stones and wanted to try other ways to experience it.

So they prepared gasoline and prepared to burn the tent set up by the little mute.

Everything went smoothly as they planned, but something unexpected happened.

That is, the little mute suddenly came back and saw them setting the fire.

The angry little mute hit one of them on the head with a stone.

The person who was hit got angry and pushed the little mute to the ground. He picked up stones on the ground and smashed her head with them like a madman, killing her.

Then they dug a hole and buried the little mute’s body.

I lowered my head and looked at the yellow-haired boy who was kneeling on the ground and begging me not to call the police.

I was silent for a while, and then asked him to accompany me to find where the little mute’s body was buried.

He disagreed, so I cut off one of his fingers with a knife.

So I followed him and found the place where the body was buried.

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Right under the land where I picked up the bracelet was where the little mute lived.

I grabbed the yellow-haired boy’s head and forced him to kneel in front of the little mute and confess.

However, I could not see any remorse in his eyes. Instead, there was only fear that I would report him.

He…doesn’t deserve to be forgiven by the little mute.

So, I first asked him about the addresses, schools, and names of his other friends, and then started cutting off his fingers one by one.

He resisted fiercely, but I cut his leg tendons and he kept howling in pain on the spot.

Fortunately, this place is in a remote location and basically no one comes here.

So no one could hear his cries and pleas for mercy.

Looking at his painful and regretful expression, the corners of my mouth slightly raised, and my mood began to fluctuate from calm.

It’s strange, I seem to like seeing other people in pain.

Am I…sick?

I don’t know why I feel this way, but I don’t reject this feeling. On the contrary, I enjoy it.

He struggled painfully for a while like a fish jumping onto the shore, and then died from excessive bleeding.

I just watched quietly as his life reached its last moment.

When did I start to feel indifferent to life?

Since when did I stop having awe for life?

I stood in front of the little mute’s grave and slowly put the bracelet on my hand.

My mother’s death made me lose the value of living in this world.

But now, the little mute has given me the value of continuing to live in this world.

That is, to help the little mute get revenge.

With this idea in mind, I began a two-year long process of careful planning.

In one of them, I locked all the doors of his house while he was sleeping, poured gasoline on the doors and tables, and then set them on fire with matches.

Another one, I pushed down from a building more than 30 stories high, and he turned into a meat-minced biscuit.

There was another one whose limbs I broke and threw into the dry toilet.

There were 4 people in total, and I dealt with them all.

I avenged the little mute.

But because of a slight mistake in my plan, I was caught by the police in my crime.

So I took out a certificate of mental illness that I had prepared long ago.

Later, because I was a minor and had a mental illness, I was not sentenced but was put in a mental hospital.

I quietly watched the victims’ families’ painful and regretful expressions.

In fact, I have given them the opportunity to choose, but unfortunately, they were unlucky and made the wrong choices.

Although I was locked up in a mental hospital, I thought I would be released soon.

Because… humans cannot trap demons.

Hehehehe…

(Tips: The protagonist has two identities, one is Wu Dou Yu and the other is V. V’s identity will be described later. As for the system, deduct 1 if you choose to keep it, and deduct 2 if you don’t want the system.)

Chapter 139: Suspicious Kushida Kikyo

In the ward.

“Wu Dou, I made some red bean porridge, try it and see if it tastes good.”

Sakura Airi sat beside the bed, took out a thermos and unscrewed it, and a fragrance wafted out of it.

“Wow, Sakura, your porridge smells so delicious!” Takeuchi made an exaggerated gesture on his face and praised Sakura Airi.

Hearing Takeuchi’s praise, Sakura Airi’s face also turned a little red.

“Well…then you try it!” Sakura Airi put the porridge on the table above Takeuchi’s bed.

“Um…Sakura, can you feed me?” Wu Douyu licked his dry lips and an embarrassed expression appeared on his face.

“Ah?” Sakura Airi was surprised.

“Actually, the doctor said that my arm also suffered some damage, and told me not to use force with my arm, so… Sakura, please! Just feed me!” Takeuchi pulled his arms into the quilt, looking at Sakura Airi with a pitiful look on his face.

“Ah? How could this happen! Takeuchi, is the injury on your arm serious?” Sakura Airi looked at Takeuchi with concern and wanted to stand up to ask the doctor.

“It’s okay, Sakura, my arm is fine, I just can’t use my strength for a short period of time!”

Seeing that Sakura Airi was about to ask the doctor, Wu Douyu was also shocked and hurriedly spoke.

“Well, I’m glad nothing happened. Takeuchi, if you feel any discomfort anywhere on your body, be sure to tell the doctor! And don’t keep anything from me, otherwise, I’ll be angry.” Sakura Airi put her hands on her hips, pouting and looking at Takeuchi.

Looking at Sakura Airi’s cute appearance, Wu Douyu’s eyes flickered slightly, and he smiled and nodded repeatedly, assuring:

“Yeah, Sakura, I promise I won’t lie to you.”

After hearing Takeuchi’s assurance, Sakura Airi sat back on the stool, scooped up a spoonful of hot porridge, blew it gently for a while, and then handed it to Takeuchi’s mouth with a blushing face.

“Baji, baji…”

“Oh my God! Sakura, the porridge you cooked is so delicious! It’s simply the most delicious porridge I have ever eaten in my life.” Wu Douyu said with an exaggerated expression on his face.

“Ha! Is it…is it so delicious?” Sakura Airi was confused when she saw Takeuchi’s exaggerated look.

“Hmm, it’s really delicious! Sakura, I want to eat more.” Wu Douyu opened his mouth and looked at the shy “little mouse” in front of him with a smile in his eyes.

Seeing that Takeuchi liked the porridge she cooked so much, Sakura Airi was very happy. She scooped another spoonful of porridge, blew it gently, and put it to Takeuchi’s mouth.