About my dream of being their mother

The boy fell silent suddenly.

He ran away without looking back.

I stared blankly at Gojo Satoru, whose face instantly turned black and rushed out.

Ah this...

Is it Satoru's enemy?

"Mum doesn't like him?"

The white-haired child took my hand and looked at me carefully.The dark-haired child hugged my body tightly, as if he didn't want me to go.

"I want to... kill him."

I actually said it.

Said such words.

This kind of words that should not be said to children just came out of my mouth.

Violence and killing - this should not be the language of children.

--what.

Sure enough, it was because Wu was not around.

"But...why?"

The white-haired child was nervous, and she grabbed my arm tightly in fear, "The crime...doesn't stop there."

"Because Wu doesn't like him."

I don't need too many reasons, and I don't need other words. I think that at this moment, such simple and unpretentious language can fully express my heart.

"If my child doesn't like him and wants to kill him...then..."

"This should be done by me."

This lady is a devil.

I didn't feel that way earlier.

Nanako and Mimiko once thought they were angels, because the gods saw their sufferings and sent gentle, white, and beautiful angels to them.

They are wrong.

The lady's love and sincerity were all poured out on her child.

Mimiko thought this was simply too bad.

Nanako thinks this is actually okay.

"No, she won't kill us." Nanako chewed on Madam's words for a long time, and then slightly pulled Rammiko's hand, "As long as we are useful."

"But." Mimiko felt very bad, "If we get in the way or have an accident, that lady will definitely—"

"So." Nanako said firmly, "We can survive."

Mimiko was silent.

Nanako held her sister's palm.

This is something so wonderful that it cannot be described.

They can clearly and desperately feel the pain of being decapitated by the cursed king.

They are too weak.

They are too good.

That towering gaze that looked like a god, the moment it touched his body.

He died by himself.

Died without warning.

then.

the next moment.

Came to this once redeemed land.

what……

Unexplainable despair enveloped them for no reason.

This slightly fearful feeling made them palpitate, Mimiko held Nanako's hand, her voice trembled.

"Mom... will Mom kill her?"

asked again.

Sakurako tilted her head and looked at the two children.

(What about children.)

(Probably about the same age as Wu.)

(Such a big child, I am afraid that when he grows up, he will forget everything.)

"Yes."

(It's not a big stimulus anyway, you'll forget it when you grow up.)

(It's like... er... children grow up and forget about bedwetting and crying as a child.)

"But...but..." Mimiko was about to cry, and Nanako grabbed her clothes tightly, "That person... seems to be the same as us... and can help you..."

They are Xia Youjie's most loyal fans.

They didn't want to see Xia Youjie die tragically in her eyes again in the world of rebirth after death.

They don't want that.

Although...they hoped...to let Xia Youjie realize their wish, but.

They are selfish and don't want each other to die.

**

"Wu-chan."

The beautiful lady smiled and hugged the white-haired boy in her arms.

The black-haired boy fell to the ground and was severely beaten by Gojo Satoru.

As for the body, there is a piece here and there, it is so miserable that it cannot be more miserable.

"Take him home." Madam's eyes were as beautiful and dazzling as the moon, "I agree."

She stroked the child's cheek, and said the murderous words gently and delicately.

"——If Satoru wishes, he can be made into a curse skeleton——Mom has no objections at all."

This is paranoid maternal love to the extreme.

Obviously know that this is wrong.

is twisted.

is misshapen.

He shouldn't have agreed, and shouldn't have made his due decision as such.

but--

"Okay." He heard his voice thicken, and said two words in a weird and eerie tone.

"Sakurako."

The author has something to say: Tomorrow's exam has been postponed.

The mood is complicated, I have prepared three exams, and postponed two... If the epidemic is not good, it will be canceled ()

awful.

I am miserable.

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感谢在2021-10-1514:29:51~2021-11-0521:45:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: cuteness is justice, King Zhou favors a bottle of Daji demon;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!