《Kindred》Chapter 57 - Is This Person Perhaps, Miss's...?
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I ran away.
I couldn't stand their looks of pity.
Although I know they care about me and truly feel for me, I just can't come to terms with my defects.
I sat down behind a tree in the courtyard and started lamenting.
I... I want to see my mommy...
"A, awu...!"
I cry.
I cry because I won't be able to taste food anymore.
I cry because I will never see with my left eye.
I cry because I am not able to see my mommy.
"Hahaha! Look Daniel! I found a crying Abomination!"
A familiar voice laughs at me.
"Hmm? Oh, what a find, Jack!"
"Hahaha..."
The laughing boy looks at me with hate in his eyes.
"You little bitch, because of you Anne and Jennipher were killed by that psycho bitch!"
"A, awu..."
"You awuing slut! Where's your Miss now, huh?!"
W, why...
Why must this always happen to me?
Did I do something to upset lady Misfortune?
"Hehe... Daniel." Jack looks at Daniel with vulgar expression.
"Hmm?" Daniel turns towards Jack.
"How do you think we should punish this abomination for letting our future meat toilets die?" Jack asks Daniel
W, what is a meat toilet...?
"Hehe... let's see. Although we call her Abomination, her looks are not that bad." Daniel says with a smirk.
"Hohou. As expected of you, Daniel. You just spoke the words I had in my heart." Jack says to Daniel, then turns towards me.
"Haha. Rejoice, Abomination. You won't by dying anytime soon!"
Jack says with a cold expression and reaches his hands towards me.
"Awu!" No! I scream and close my eye in fear.
Miss, please help me!
I wait for the inevitable.
I wait and wait.
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But, nothing comes.
I open my eye.
What I see is a severed head lying in front of me.
It's Jack.
It's Jack's head.
Why...
"Awuu..." I'm getting dizzy.
I look around.
Jack's hands.
Jack's legs.
Daniel's head.
Daniel's fingers.
Various body parts of the two boys are scattered around.
I hear footsteps in the distance.
I focus my eye and see a figure dressed in black approaching me.
"Awu?" Who?
"Kukuku. That was a close call, wasn't it?" The person approaching me smiles and says.
"A, awu..." T, thank you...
That person finally approaches me enough to see her face.
It's Miss!
No...
... Very similar to Miss.
"Hmm? Aren't you my little girl's maid?" She says and crouches beside me.
Little girl's? Does she mean Miss?
"Awu!" Yes!
"Hoo. What a lively reply." She smiles and lifts me up.
"Hehe. I always wanted a cute daughter like you. My daughters aren't cute at all." She says with a pout.
"A, awu...?" R, really?
Wait.
Daughters?
Is this person perhaps, Miss's...?
"Oh, how rude of me. I'm Mina Maed. I'm your Miss's mother." She introduces with a smile.
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