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Onitsuka Hanae was not originally called this name.

"Bastards", "little biaos", "little bastards", "losing money", "useless bastards"...

These are the names she has heard from her parents and their "guests" since she can remember, and she knows that these are not her names.

The sky in Yokohama is always gloomy, as if it is about to rain.The cramped hut is even more gloomy than the weather in Yokohama, so instead of staying here, being beaten up like a punching bag by a "friend" whose father smelled of alcohol, or being beaten by a "guest" who has a potbellied mother Looking around, she'd rather be kicked out while they're doing something.

She was wearing scantily clad rags, and the soles of her feet stepped on every inch of the rough and slippery ground in Yokohama's slums. The drizzle with the smell of the sea fell in a short while, and she smelled it in the rain like a curtain. To the breath of the sea.

She was sitting under the narrow eaves, hugging her knees, huddled up, and there seemed to be a familiar voice echoing in her ears.

[A long time ago, there was a beautiful sea.There is a beautiful country deep in the sea. The king has six beautiful daughters, especially the youngest daughter. She is more beautiful than her sisters, and her voice is more beautiful than the most beautiful music in the world. 】

【......She began to be interested in the world on the sea, so one night, she avoided the strong wind, avoided the waves, swayed her beautiful tail, finally surfaced the sea, and saw what she longed for human world. 】

【The little mermaid was very happy. She saw a handsome prince standing on a big boat. She was deeply attracted by him. 】

【......The mermaid princess rescued the prince, but before he opened his eyes, she only had time to put him on the beach, and hurried back to the sea. 】

【...In order to become a human, she drank poison and lost her beautiful voice.Every step she took was as painful as walking on a knife edge, but she was very happy because she was finally able to stand in front of her beloved prince with both feet and was qualified to love him. 】

【The prince didn't recognize that the little mermaid who lost her voice was the girl he fell in love with and rescued him in the waves... He was going to marry the princess of the neighboring country.He thought that the princess was the girl who saved him. 】

【…The little mermaid laughed and danced at the dinner party, every step she took felt pain like being on the tip of a knife.She sent blessings to her beloved prince with the most moving dance, and hid the poisoned blade given to her by her sisters in her sleeve. 】

【... At the moment when the sun rises from the sea level, she smiles and turns into foam in the sunlight. 】

Later, she was sold to an Italian laboratory by her parents like goods. Sitting in a crowded van, she saw that the children around her were numb. Their eyes were like the sky of Yokohama, as if they were dead.

She leaned on the window and looked back at the city that was drifting away, but she smiled for the first time since she could remember.She doesn't know what the future holds, and she doesn't know if she can live until tomorrow, but she finally leaves this city that is under the cloud of war, violence, and terrorist attacks.

Even if it is death, she is unwilling to set foot here again.

From Neon to Italy, half the children died on the road.

The girls were basically dead, and their bodies were randomly thrown on the long and endless road. After a while, wild dogs and gray wolves, who were extremely hungry, swarmed up, and the scarlet eyes of the beasts gleamed with the most primitive and cruel bestiality. , she shrank to the corner in fear, and worked hard to live until the moment she arrived in Italy.

Of more than 100 children, only [-] were left, and the girl was only herself.

She heard someone beside the truck saying something in a language she didn't understand, and soon after, she was shackled around her neck and put on a long gray skirt with the number 68 printed on it.

She is illiterate, has never been to school, and naturally cannot read.It's just that the boy who was pushed into the laboratory with her has a pattern almost similar to hers. Looking at the boy's calm expression, she seemed to have found the backbone all at once.

So, she tried her best to tilt her head and showed him a small smile.

hello.

The dark blue-haired boy didn't even look at her. Their hands and feet were tied to the same bed. Their temples, wrists, and heart... were covered with cold iron sheets. The head of the bed was a square white There are messy lines on the black screen, and a man in a white coat picks up a needle from a tray on the side.

The cold liquid slowly filled the whole body from the blood vessels. She was still in a daze, but suddenly her whole body seemed to be severely beaten. Her stomach, brain, and heart seemed to be pierced repeatedly with sharp knives. She couldn't help screaming With a sound.

She didn't see that when she screamed, the boy at number 69 beside her showed an expression of impatience and mockery.

She couldn't understand the words in the white coat, but following her painful voice, there was an expression on the man's face that was so excited that it frightened her.Like her father's drinking friends, if she screamed when she was beaten, it would attract more severe beatings.

So, she sobbed obediently, and clenched her bound hands tightly, even though her whole body was in pain as if broken, she didn't dare to utter a word.

She seemed to realize...

She never escaped hell, neither in Yokohama nor here.

Seeing that the fun was gone, the white coat clicked his tongue and cursed in a low voice, and the fanatical expression as if he had taken drugs gradually calmed down.

The fluid injected into their bodies returned to normal, and the heart-piercing pain eased a little. She tried her best to hold back every sound of pain that vibrated in her throat, and she didn't even dare to utter a whimper.

The torture lasted for half a day and ended at noon. She felt as if half a century had passed.

The man in the white coat packed up his things and left. She heard a clicking sound from the bed next door, and tried to turn her head, but cold sweat trickled down her forehead, and her eyes soaked in sweat could not even open.

"Are you okay?" She asked cautiously with a fiery voice.

You won't die, will you?The boy with the same pattern on her body...

"You just died!" She heard the boy's panting but still sounding energetic voice. It turned out that she unconsciously spoke out what was in her heart.

But then, she whispered in surprise, "You, can you speak Japanese?"

She heard the boy seem to let out a disdainful breath from his nose, "You still have time to think about this? If you don't get up, you will be recycled to the bottom laboratory as waste."

"In the lab at the bottom, the medicine they inject is more than ten times more painful than ours, and they don't leave any time for the experimental products to breathe. They are enduring more painful torture every minute and every second. Those lunatics , don’t know how to stop like this lunatic.”

The girl lying on the bed who couldn't open her eyes didn't see the malicious expression on the boy's face when he said these words.

accurate.

So frustrating.

The smile on the face is so beautiful that it makes people feel uncomfortable, the cleverness that makes people feel uncomfortable, the words that are as soft as cotton candy make people feel uncomfortable, and even the number 68 that is closely connected with yourself makes people feel uncomfortable.

The girl couldn't see his expression, and couldn't sense his disgust. She was terrified by his words, and whispered a thank you. He began to slowly bring his five fingers together, little by little, desperately, moving his arms, changing the movements of his five fingers. Because the palms of his hands were wet with sweat, he slowly pulled his hands out of the bondage circle.

Liudao Mukuro, who was still young at that time, could not describe the mood of seeing this scene.The drenched girl's golden-pink long hair hangs behind her, less than a quarter of the size of the bed, and her curled eyelashes are trembling slightly with her subtle but firm movements... This is the essence of life. Leaping is the tenacity of trying to survive.

The girl who was struggling with the shackles on her feet heard two crisp clicks, she stretched out her hands and rubbed her eyes, and looked at the boy with dark blue hair.

"Liu Dao Mu." He stretched out his hand and pulled the girl off the high experimental platform.

In this hell-like laboratory, as the experimental product of No. 68, it is unknown how many times it has been destroyed, but for the first time, Liu Dao Mu had an unrealistic fantasy. He hoped that No. 68 that belonged to him would always be This little girl with long blonde hair.

The girl squeezed her hands and stammered, "I, I don't have a name."

"Then you choose one yourself, my name is chosen by yourself."

"...I, I won't. Hug, sorry."

So, the little brother with dark blue hair took her hand and pushed open the door, then turned his head and flashed a smile to her.

"Then call it Huazhi." He replied without thinking.

Young and fresh, in this cold and dark "slaughterhouse", she is like the first flower to drive out the late winter, blooming high on the branches, ushering in a spring full of hope.

He held her hand firmly, those beautiful blue eyes were like the sunshine that occasionally breaks through the dark clouds in Yokohama, Huazhi heard him say firmly: "One day, I will destroy this place and take you away .Before then, you are not allowed to die."

Eight years later.

She was lying on the laboratory table, and saw him remove the gauze over his right eye, and the flames under his feet were like the fire of purifying the world, cleansing away the hell that had brought them endless pain and torture.

He laughed softly, stretched out his hand to the flower branch, took her hand like when he was four years old, and carried her off the laboratory table.

Her side face was pressed quietly against the boy's chest, listening to his steady and reassuring heartbeat.

He raised his left hand, and placed a light kiss on the tip of his ring finger like a butterfly flapping its wings, "Our agreement, I made it, Huazhi."

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the fairy tale echoing in her ears.

It is quite normal for the little mermaid to fall in love with the prince.

Love was immature when she was young, and the pale and gloomy 12-year-old hit like a storm, which made her even have no time to react and was caught off guard.

She fell in love with someone without even knowing it.Just seeing his face, hearing his words, and even looking at him with these eyes, I can feel the beating of my heart like a drum.

She didn't know what it was like, no one told her, and she didn't tell anyone.

But it's okay, she thought.

Mukuro-sama and I...have a long future.