I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

The dark basement, the dank walls, the strange and almost disgusting environment.

The alien-skinned old man was smiling, a smile that contained dark joy, a joyful smile that made people feel sick to their stomachs.

Bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs, bugs.

There are bugs everywhere.

Eggs, larvae, pupae, adults.

Creeping, crawling, flying.

A dense swarm of insects, more disgusting than the old man's smile, filled the gloomy basement, sweeping over the shivering girl in the corner like a tide.

This is a girl who is still in kindergarten. She has short black hair and big jewel-like eyes. She is a girl who makes most people feel pity, but this majority of people does not include the basement. The owner, an old man who lives in the same room as the girl.

The old man ignored the girl's cries and pleas, and laughed wildly as he drove the insect swarm closer to the girl.

Come on, Sakura, only in this way can you become a member of the Matou family and become the real granddaughter of the old man.

At this time, the girl could no longer hear what the old man was saying. Her heart was filled with great fear. Her body shrank in the corner, shivering, and her bloodless lips moved.

dad.

Mother.

elder sister.

help me

However, her voice could not even be heard clearly by the laughing old man, let alone reach the person she was calling.

Who's coming?

The swarm of insects was approaching, just a hair away from the girl's skin, so close that the girl's dim eyes could see the liquid-filled mouthparts and bamboo-like compound legs of the insects.

The girl closed her eyes subconsciously and finally let out a desperate cry.

Who can help me.

Maybe Gaia didn't want to see the girl's fledgling life lose its luster, maybe Alaya moved his heart of compassion unconsciously, or maybe it was because the world had shifted slightly in front of the quantum fixed zone.

The door of this sealed basement, which no one thought about and no one dared to approach, was kicked open by someone. A thrilling sharp edge cut through the dim light, cut through the girl's fear, and cut through the eyes that filled the field of vision. Swarm.

A childish but sunny voice sounded in the girl's ears.

It's okay, brother is here, and he will protect you.

The girl's eyes opened a slit, and she vaguely saw a boy in front of her who was slightly longer than her. He had dark blue hair with short natural curly hair, a body that was not tall but stood straight, and a boy who was in harmony with the entire environment. Out of place temperament.

The girl recognized the boy, the man she should call brother who was following behind the man named Matou Tsuruno who should be called father.

The girl inexplicably remembered the scene when the two met for the first time a few hours ago.

My name is Matou Shinji, and you must be Sakura. From today on, you are my sister, and I am your brother.

Brother. The shy girl lowered her head and weakly called out this name she had never called before, like a weak deer.

The boy squatted on the ground and faced the girl's evasive gaze with a bright smile: Well, my brother will protect you from now on.

At that time, the girl didn't take it seriously, but now she believes it.

Leaving the original warm family, leaving her father, mother, and sister, coming to a strange environment, and changing her surname from Tohsaka to Matō, the girl's pure heart was at a loss.

Just when the girl was sitting in a daze in her brand new room after dinner, the head of the Matou family, Matou Zouken, who she should call Grandpa, brought her to this very uncomfortable room. basement.

Soon, the nightmare begins.

The one who broke the nightmare was the brother who said he would protect her when they first met.

Standing opposite his brother, Matou Zouken was angry and surprised at the same time in the sea of ​​insects.

Angry that the ceremony was interrupted before it even started, and surprised that the person who interrupted the ceremony was actually the ordinary, ordinary, talentless grandson who was no different from a good-for-nothing.

Shenji, what are you doing here? I should have told you that no one is allowed to come in here. The old man's already small eyes narrowed to a slit, and his pupils, which were more like insect eyes than human eyes, focused on the door kicked open by Shenji. The man who was supposed to be guarding the door was nowhere to be seen.

Stop looking, my father has been put down by his uncle. Shenji said calmly.

Uncle? Zang Yan's face wrinkled, and an unknown shadow appeared in his heart, Kariya? That loser who abandoned the family? How could he do that?

Uncle has come back. Just now - Shen Er said sarcastically, -are you surprised to be invited back by me?

You? Zang Yan's pupils shrank, and for the second time in his life he looked at this grandson whom he regarded as a waste, What do you want to do?

Nothing, just cleaning this dirty house. Shenji's face became colder and colder, completely different from when he comforted his sister, I finally have a lovely sister, how can I let her be scared by disgusting bugs? Especially An old bedbug that has been living for five hundred years, the smell of decay is nauseating just to smell it.

Yes, as Shinji Matou said, his grandfather, to be precise, the grandfather Matou Zouken in the household registration is an old monster who has lived for five hundred years. And this old monster's reaction was worthy of his age. After the initial surprise and anger, he had completely calmed down.

Where did you know this? There was murderous intent behind his calm tone. The plan he had prepared for many years did not allow for any mistakes.

Guess? Shen Er chuckled, but there was no smile on his face.

Zang Yan's remaining patience to speak has been worn out. If you want to know anything, arrest this kid first, and then ask slowly. As a magician, a great magician, you want to know from a person's mouth. Stuff is too easy.

Contrary to the old man himself, the woody-scented cane gently tapped the ground, and the insect tide that had accumulated for a long time broke out again.

Although I have been mentally prepared, I still feel sick when I see the real thing with my own eyes. Shenji looked livid, suppressing the discomfort in his stomach, and whispered softly, Sakura, close your eyes and cover your ears. It will be over soon. .”

After saying that, Shenji raised his left hand, and a pair of eyes suddenly appeared in his palm. The deep pupils elongated into ovals, exuding a strange golden color, just like the eyes of the legendary winged snake.

The things captured by these eyes, whether living or inanimate, are all coated with a layer of gray and are prohibited from moving.

The reptiles on the ground froze on the spot, like statues. The insects in the air rustled down and shattered into gravel.

Petrified. Demonic Eye! Zang Yan, who was hiding behind the insect tide and escaped from the disaster, changed his face greatly, How could you possibly do that?

A flash of flirtatious cold light passed by, and the skinny old man was split into two.

In front of the old man, Shen Er held a looming long-handled sickle and issued a death declaration:

You deserve to die, Matou Zouken, no, Makiri Zolgen.

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