[Inuyasha] Nympho is an attribute not a skill

In my memory, on that day, the garden was full of bright sunshine.

"Hey, who are you? Why are you here?" For Mary, the eldest lady of the Flins family who was always trying to escape all etiquette courses, who was in the wildest and most difficult period of discipline.There is no need to use a "polite" tone and attitude to everyone except the parents, including of course this very humble little devil in front of him.

Contrary to Mary's expectation, the little ghost took a step back as if frightened by her, two blushes appeared on his pale cheeks, his mouth was also tightly closed, and he stared at a pair of deep black eyes, looking weak .

"Miss, this is your elder brother, Master Mu Chen." The housekeeper grandfather who followed behind the little ghost took a step forward and introduced her respectfully.

Hearing this, the black-haired girl froze for a moment, and screamed: "Impossible! I am the only child in the Frings family! Besides, you are obviously shorter than me!"

The housekeeper seemed to be stunned by the question, pondering for a while, not knowing how to answer.But the little devil looked at the housekeeper, then at Mary, and finally said, "That's because you are standing on the steps. I am nine years old this year."

Mary, who was only six years old, opened her eyes wide and couldn't believe that she was so defeated.

And that boy, who was extremely thin, seemed to be named Mu Chen, but he hadn't finished speaking—he looked up at Mary, and said slowly, word by word: "It is true that you are the only child in the Flins family. One. I am 'No Surname'."

The blush on his face faded at some point, under the bright sunlight, the boy's face was pale, but his eyes were extraordinarily dark.

The sun...why is it always so bright?

"Master Mary, the weather is fine today, would you like to go out for a walk?" "Master Mary, it's dawn, may I open the curtain for you?" The soft voice came from the maid standing by the bed, and this gradually One of the few servants left in a declining family.

For a long, long time, the maid waited silently until finally there was a faint "hmm." She walked slowly to the side of the bed and pulled back the heavy bed curtain that tightly covered the entire big bed.

The sun, which had not been seen for a long time, suddenly filled the bed, and the golden light was very dazzling.Narrowing her eyes, Mary became inexplicably irritable. She grabbed whatever was around her and threw it at it, roaring angrily, "Who told you to pull it away? Get out of here!"

Caught off guard, the maid was hit hard in the chest by the heavy hardcover version of "A History of Ancient Magic", and she backed away several steps in a row.

Probably the fact that this happens too often, right?There was no look of anger on her face, she just kept bowing her head to apologize, at the same time she lowered her head to pick up the book that fell on the floor and put it back on the table, and closed the curtain that had just been opened tightly as before.After a long time, seeing that there was no movement on the bed, he retreated out politely.

Mary sat up slowly, turned her head to look at the dazzling spot left by the sun on the curtain, her blue eyes were full of absent-mindedness, but her hands tightly grasped the quilt covering her body. , blue veins protruding out clearly, she looks very hideous and terrifying, she doesn't look like a cute girl from noble family at all...

Again, that's it.Already, I can't control myself more and more.

Even if he wears a calming necklace on his body at all times, the whole room is filled with magical items collected from all over the place that can calm people's mind.but still……

I couldn't suppress it anymore, and the violent struggle in my mind became stronger day by day.Always in such a flash of God, a sudden impulse can control her body and actions, and then...

Consciousness gradually came back, Mary let go of her hand, opened the curtain, got out of bed, and looked at the dazzling sunlight coming in from the window.

Mary didn't like her brother, and it was obvious that her brother didn't like her either.

In other words, that eccentric guy who appeared out of nowhere and always sat silently with a cold face all day long didn't seem to like anyone.Because Mary Cong had never seen him smile before.

No matter who you are facing.

"Stop, Mary." A cold voice came from the side, and the noisy square suddenly fell silent. It was a deathly silence. boys.

Mary wouldn't listen to him, but the scorching heat she felt on the skin on her hands forced her to let go of the girl's collar, so she snorted coldly: "She stole from me first!" The domineering tone sounded weak for some reason.

Mu Chen, her nominal brother who had never had anything to do with her outside of home, ignored Mary.But he walked up to the thief, smiled very gently, and talked to her a few more words.Only then did she turn around and look at her sister: "She said she won't do it again in the future, so let her go."

Such a gentle smiling face turned into a piece of frost after turning around.

Mary narrowed her eyes dangerously: "Why?" "Your things haven't really been stolen." Mu Chen's expression was as indifferent as usual, but it caused many onlookers to look at him differently—after all, , that's Mary Frings.

"Besides, you are better than her, so you shouldn't bully her." As if after thinking about it, the boy added this sentence at the end of the sentence.

What is this!As an older brother, shouldn't he protect his younger sister?

However, Mu Chen's words won the approval of the surrounding people, and the atmosphere on the scene was gradually changing.Mary chose to leave wisely—even with the support of the Frings family, she was still young and not strong enough to dare to cause public anger.

"Hmph, it's really embarrassing for the Frings family to actually speak for a thief."

Behind her who hurriedly left after leaving such a sentence, the boy's deep voice came softly but persistently: "I am not from the Frings family... I am just a person without a surname."

A person without a surname...?Thinking about it now, that should really be the thing that her brother Mu Chen cares about the most, right?But there is one thing that he never knew...

At that time, Mary was only ten years old.Although she always likes to despise other people by pretending to be "a nobleman who is superior to others", she is too young and has no understanding of such a complicated concept as "a person without a surname".

Thanks to her bitter and vengeful elder brother who never forgets these three words, it is rare for Mary to inquire about their meanings, keep them in her heart, and learn and use them deeply...

Then, it directly caused Mu Chen to fall into a tragic situation where he was firmly controlled...

Recalling the events of her childhood, the corners of Mary's lips curled up slightly.

Because her mother died early, and other people headed by her father never could bear to control her because they knew her future well.Mary's life is very arbitrary, although she has developed a distorted personality, but it also makes her live this life very happily...

That's right, a lifetime.

Mary is 17 years old, just the most wonderful age.

She should be like all her peers, enjoying the seemingly endless but infinitely short youth every day, wasting a lot of good time recklessly, never thinking about whether she will feel heartache and regret in the future...

However, she is here, with her beautiful youthful face, guarding a big empty house and a family that is gradually dying.

Every day, I carefully plan my own, which will come soon, death.

"father!"

When little Mary woke up from her dream and came to her father's bedroom holding a soft pillow and wiping her tears as usual, what greeted her was not her father's usual loving smile, but hell.

The pillow fell to the ground all of a sudden, and the girl opened her eyes blurred by tears in shock, but the black pupils were blank, and there was nothing.

"...Mary, run..." The voice that woke up the girl came from her brother who was strangled and pressed against the wall. It was the first time that such vivid emotions appeared in the usually lifeless voice.

The boy was struggling hard, but he still couldn't get rid of those powerful arms, which belonged to his father.

Their common father, the patriarch of the Frings family, who has always been known for his calmness and elegance among the nobles, has a hideous face at this moment, and the blue in his eyes is as light as water, with deep madness swirling around.

The light chestnut hair hanging on his forehead swayed with his movements, his outstretched hands tightly pinched his son, and the veins on his arms were exposed, which showed his seriousness.

"...Daddy?" The black-haired, black-eyed girl looked blankly at everything in front of her with trembling lips.

With the sound of "bang", the boy was suddenly lifted up and fell heavily to the ground.And the father, turned his eyes away, and looked at the little daughter who was stunned by the door, the madness in his eyes became more and more intense...

"Mary!" The boy probably couldn't even stand up, but he rushed over and pushed the girl to the ground, dodging their father's huge waving palm.

It's not over yet, everything is still going on, the girl's mirror-like pure black eyes clearly reflect the man's figure, slowly approaching, gradually, getting bigger...

"Don't look, Mary." A thin, trembling palm was gently raised, covering the girl's eyes and blocking her sight, "Father, he can't control himself...so, uh..."

The soft, slow and quiet comforting sound was suddenly interrupted, and the arms holding him tightened and then gradually relaxed.

The bright fire element is concentrated in the darkness, surrounding the two siblings.The boy slowly got up and turned around to face his father who was blocked by his own barrier—for his age, the unstable barrier cast without chanting the spell can be said to be an eye-opener of.

"Father, I'm sorry... I can't do it..." Amidst the boy's low murmur, the girl raised her head, and her field of vision was filled with a thin but reliable figure from behind... Then...

The air suddenly became scorching hot, and a huge tongue of flame shot out from above the figure, instantly dyeing the whole world red...

"Mary! You..."

The author has something to say: sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry...

I've been tossing and turning on the bus all day today, and it's really too late to get back...so it's even later...

Woooo... When I think about doing it again tomorrow, I can't help but think... Sigh...

The recent plot is a bit watery, so this chapter is about Mary.

She is still very pitiful, but she is a pervert, please keep this in mind~