Genocide Online ~Playtime Diary of an Evil Young Girl~

- Bang.

If you open the door that leads to the main residence's cafeteria, all but one of the people in it will be looking at you at once.

"Oh, sister-in-law?!"

Ignoring the call of the girl who stood at the table with a stunned expression, I walked inside the cafeteria with my face.

I'm just a little annoyed by the tense feelings emanating from the servants and waiters lining the walls.

There is a disgusting gaze from the woman and the twins who care about my family.

However, what I don't like the most is this man who doesn't stop eating as if he doesn't care about me--

"Dad, I have a favor to ask you."

I had no choice, so my mother said, "Okay? Naomi, when you ask your dad to do this, he says:" As taught, release the determined zerif with the matching hands attached to the cheeks and tilted neck.

I'm not sure what this line and technique means, but the composition of asking this man to lie is unbearable, and no matter how hard I try, I can't make an expression.

"... what are you imitating?"

Maybe because I did something I would never do to myself, I stopped eating without thinking about the man in front of me, and finally turned my attention to Kotsura.

Even though I was expressionless and not clogged up earlier, I couldn't help but say that it was ridiculous to show my disgust without even trying to hide it by squinting between my eyebrows.

If you can see this man's expression, why don't you try it regularly... thank you to my mother.

"... yes, when I was asked to imitate something, she was my mother."

"... Reiko?"

There must have been a lot of complaints about me, but as soon as I was given my mother's name, I shut up again.

Whether you're thinking about something or remembering my mother... either way, I'm the one you're talking to right now.

”Well, that's fine... I don't have enough time for you to get along with me indifferently”

If you think that consciousness has returned to reality, is this it?

”It's a habit to let out such a shameful thing as you, but I have to let you go to the first social gathering of the month... don't be so prepared.”

And without listening to my requirements, I get annoyed to do only my own story unilaterally.

"That's it, go away."

"I still need something from you."

“It doesn't matter, you don't have to ask.”

... oh, this can't be helped anymore.

Well, I didn't even have to talk to Matomo with this guy in the first place.

However, I thought it would be better if this man's consciousness turned towards me... that's all.

Well then, I'll finish on my own.

"What are you--?!"

Before the man who makes a fool of himself turns his gaze towards me again, he punches the angry side with all his heart.

The man falls in the opposite direction to the table as he pulls down the chair.

The screams of the unwanted woman and her twins, the sound of the servants swallowing their breath, the worried voice of the rushing approaching... it seems that I am a little excited enough to feel that they are somewhere far away.

"Milord! Are you all right?!"

"... it looks like you've blown it off by beating me up."

As I waved away my close friend's hand, I thought of Masaki-san's face as I stood up to the man standing on his staff.

"--- Shut up, motherfucker!"

─ ─ Like him, I'll stick out my tongue and stick out my middle finger.

”... this is the punishment that made my mother cry, even though she only wanted to see me at the end of the day”

With my words, the man who opened his mouth to say something distorted his face more than he had ever seen before.

".................. ng......"

I tried to say something, but without saying anything, I closed my mouth... and stared at me with my opposite hand to the one holding the staff that supports me.

In this situation, I felt pity even for the change of man, whose heart seemed to be crying even when he was about to grow old, and I turned my back and walked out with no use anymore.

In spite of my first pity for this man, let's stop taking pictures and threatening him.

Is it okay to treat the wound?

……

However, for the first time, I noticed the pain in my right hand due to the words of Yamamoto-san who called out without moving in this situation.

Apparently, it hurt a bit when I hit someone I didn't like.

"... a friend is waiting for you."

Left side, that would be better if you hurry.

Mr. Yamamoto smiled softly and quickly applied the moisture medicine and taping that was taken from somewhere with a gentle look before opening the door of the dining room.

"... you're my friend...?"

While thanking Yamamoto-san, he glanced at the voice of a man who seemed to have recovered from the impact and said:

"--- If you can do it again, try it again."

I forgot to tell you, so I threw up, and I headed for the front door of the house--

Are you done?

When I raised my face to the familiar voice, I saw Masaki-san's face standing right next to the main gate.

It was fine for me to go to school earlier, but it seems that I was waiting for the law because I instigated it.

Yeah, it's surprisingly shocking, isn't it?

"That's good... but I was in a hurry when you logged out after that and tried to go right away"

I say that you are in a hurry, but isn't it Masaki who told me to go and hit you?

After that, your desperate face said, "Let's make it late at night!" At least I can go out in the morning! I also complied with the request.

"... more than that, what happened to the injury to your face?"

"Ahh, this is it..."

Neither way, Masaki shifts her face unexplainedly when she asks about the two of you walking down the road to school.

“Why can't you tell me?”

"That's not true, but..."

Then what is it?

"...... Today you're going to come."

”... maybe I'm a little excited about beating up someone I hate”

"I'm scared."

Indeed, I might have lost my interest immediately, or I might not have mentioned his injuries in the first place.

But, well, I was curious for some reason, so I guess I can't help it.

"So? What's the matter?"

Ah, my God, I just tried to defy my parents.

Having said that, Masaki turns away from me and begins to explain why she is a little embarrassed.

"I told you to disobey your parents, and I thought it would be nice if you didn't do anything yourself... I had a fight with your father because I had been in conflict for a long time..."

"... oh"

Maybe it's better to be foolish and honest in his case than to be rude... I can't believe he would quarrel with his parents if he burned me.

Don't look at me like that, you're hurting my right hand, too

"... yes, this is about each other."

"What was mutual..."

I remember looking up at Masaki with his hands on his cheeks while scratching his face because the wound hurt while I was talking to him.

Speaking of which, Masaki-san, you haven't kissed my reward cheek yet.

Huh?!

He must have won with zero dead on his way to the front line before he left for the dungeon.

And then I said, "If I can get to zero, will you kiss me on the cheek? 'I was saying something like that.

"Look, just a little bit is fine, please crouch down... Masaki-san, you're taller than me."

"Are you serious?!" You know how I feel, right?! "

Does my feelings refer to Masaki's love for me?

I know for sure, but I still don't know what love is, so I don't understand it.

"It's annoying, crouch down."

"Whoa?! You're kidding me-"

She grabbed Masaki's chest and pulled herself toward his face.

"--Did you think it would be realized? Unfortunately, it's a European-style greeting... I hear it's called a cheeky kiss."

――

It's just sticking each other's cheeks and cheeks... it seems that the region and sometimes the lip sounds, and they do it multiple times on both cheeks, but this time only once on one side.

When I looked at Masaki's face, which had been greeted like that, it turned bright red and she was trembling.

"One more..."

No, it's not.

"Ah?! Just get your hands off me!"

Even though it was a big reward, Masaki leaned her neck at Masaki who seemed to be angry for some reason, but she drew her mouth to his ear, which was right next to him, and spoke out the real requirements.

― ― My name is Reina.

――

That said, if he took a step away from the hand that was grabbing the chest as he wanted, he would have a funny, strange face and hardened.

Masaki-san?

"Beat it..."

As he leaned his neck at the state of things, he noticed it by calling his name, and he turned to caress his forehead with blue streaks on his forehead.

However, even though I taught you so much, you can't call me Ichijo.

That's why my name is Reina.

……

"... I don't like being called one."

"... I see."

Speaking of the reason, he sighed heavily and pulled back his angry expression.

Yuki-san and Mai-san also call me Reina, so there should be no problem between friends.

I also call Masaki-san Masaki-san.

Well, it's Reina-san.

"Yes, what is it?"

Masaki called me by name, and I won.

"It's bad for my heart, so please don't do anything like that."

"Really?... oh, Masaki-san's ears are red."

Shut up!

Is the blood flow rising... I don't think so, but maybe it's true that it's bad for the heart.

I'm so scared of unconscious terrorism.

"... Terrorism?"

"...... Anything, I can't make it to the start ceremony, so let's go quickly"

Huh, that's right.

Well, his unintelligible behavior has never started before.

"... I told you how I feel, didn't I?"