Side: Miss(Meira)

“Would you like to go anywhere else or return to the Manor?” The maid in charge of the palanquin asks me after passing Latifa to me.

This maid...

She's good!

“Hmm…” I grab Latifa's thin wrists.

How was she able to survive this long? She's just bones and skin!

“Restaurant.” First of all, she needs more fat. Not because she will be more fluffy or anything. Not at all.

“Pffawaw! Pwaaaa…” Latifa is making weird sounds. So cute.

Ahh, this is a bliss.

Raising our cultivations while enjoying skinship.

The palanquin stops, the maid opens the curtain and informs me that we have arrived.

I grab Latifa's hand and drag her inside.

Full. It's full. There are too many people in here!

Suddenly, I feel a tug on my sleeve. Latifa is pointing at a vacant table in the corner of the restaurant.

“Good job."

As we walk towards the table, an annoying voice calls out to us.

“Hey, isn’t that my failure of a sister and her little abomination?”

Abomination? Who are you talking about? There's only a fairy on my right side, and there's no sister around. I look around confused.

Soon, a man with flashy clothes and a group of people behind him walk towards us.

Was he talking to us? I ask.

“Who are you?” I have never seen a flashy idiot like this before. The standards of this world are really low.

“Oioi, when did you get so mighty that you could forget your own brother?” The flashy man answers mockingly.

Brother? An idiot like this? No wonder the previous owner of this body was such a bitch.

“Which brother talks about his sister like that?” I ask seriously.

“Of course, a brother who accomplished something in life can talk like that to his thrashy good-for-nothing sister.” He answers with a smirk on his face.

Huh? This idiot accomplished something in his life? What would that be? Did he impregnate a poor slave or something?

“Go away, we want to eat.” It's best to shoo idiots like him away.

“We? Are you thinking about sitting at the same table as this little abomination? Haha. Did you perhaps lost your mind when you fell on your head?” He says while laughing.

“Hahaha.” The men behind him start laughing too.

Ahh... This is bad...

This feeling...

I want to kill something, someone...

“Hmmm? Are you angry? Who would have thought that my Sixth Sister actually cared about someone? Too bad you can’t do anything about it. You, who forsake the path of Martial Artist, can only step aside and let us play with your little abomination. A hole is a hole after all.” My dear brother, you are courting death!...

“Hahaha. I like that idea, it has been a while since I tasted a virgin.” One of the men behind him laughs evilly.

What to do...

These feelings... They won't settle until I end a life or two!

I feel the killing intent escaping my body. The black flames start dancing wildly on my shoulders.

“That’s…”

“You actually cultivated? Hahaha…! How unexpected! The disappointment of the Maed family finally became a Martial Acolyte! This needs to be celebrated!” He shouts crazily.

“““Brother Joel, congratulations!””” The men behind him cup their fists together and say.

“Thank you, thank you!”

“Unfortunately for your little servant, she will be our main course in this celebration!” He says mockingly while looking at Latifa with a weird smile.

One of the men behind my "brother" walks forward and reaches his hand towards Latifa.

No!

I hear Latifa's scream in my mind.

Ughhh... I. WILL. FUCKING. ROAST YOU!

The black flames on my shoulders shoot towards the man as if they have a will of their own and incinerate the man's hand to ashes.