: The second year's story 009,............tragedy repeats

When Walnut saw the dagger getting further and further away from his neck, the panic in his chest finally calmed down. She looked at the idiot nervously, tried her best to pull out the last bit of dignity, loudly--
"You...who are you! Don't think you...you can be lawless like this! I'm the princess of the Bucks Empire! If you...if you don't let me go soon...I will ask someone to take you... …Break your body into thousands of pieces! Ah!!!"
".................."
There was no response, just hand the dagger forward a little bit to make the princess shut her mouth.
"You know...who am I? You don't need to answer, just nod or shake your head."
Walnut sank his head deeply into the bed, and nodded tightly all over.
"Then, you know why I killed you."
The cold pupils made people scared. Walnut was not a fool. After thinking about it for a bit, she understood the reason why the man who had been abducting herself wanted to kill herself. After she figured it out, she became more afraid, and tears flowed down uncontrollably again.
"Clear, then you will die."
The knife moved slightly, and the tears in Walnut's eyes were so scared that she didn't dare to flow anymore, she hurriedly cried: "No, no, no! I...I won't trouble you! Oh...please! I will forget everything about... and today, and I won't tell anyone! Don't kill me! What do you want...oooo...I can call father king...oooo...give you... "
The idiot shook his head coldly, and the dagger pressed against the snow-white skin of Walnut's neck again. He lowered his head and said, "Why should I believe you. As long as you kill you, I will be safe... Bread, don't blindfold my eyes and let go."
"Oh~~Oh~~~! Ooh~~~~!"
"......I said let go. Now I'm about to kill, you will get in the way of me."
"Woo~~! Huhuhu~~~"
"......Is your itchy?"
"Wow! Wow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"
"...Very good. Now let's start again. I will kill you and we can get rid of the troubles forever. No one will... Bread, don't get in... Hear you? Don't get in!"
The bun slipped off the idiot's back, and when the idiot was pulling her face to talk, she bent over and crawled into the gap between the idiot and the walnut. The little girl shrank her limbs, squatting on Walnut's chest, looking at the walnut in front of her curiosity with her big emerald green eyes, and her two small hands restlessly grasped Walnut's clothes, whining.
Walnut has been confused by the idiot, and the idiot's face, which is not so good in itself, has become even more ugly. In fact, this is no wonder Little Bread, because this kind of warmth surrounded by three hundred and sixty degrees is protected by someone up and down, she has never experienced it since she was born. Children actually like to make the meatloaf in a hamburger. The younger they are, the more they like the feeling of being "caught".
The dappled sunlight continued to fall into the cabin, and the duran tree gently swayed in the breeze that passed through the gap in the door panel. Exudes immature, but extremely strong green branches...
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Finally, the idiot straightened up sharply. Little Bread, who was still whining just now, felt that his back had no body temperature, and turned his head in doubt. But as soon as she turned her head, she saw a big hand grabbing her. At this moment, Bread finally realized that something was wrong. She cried out in fear, and immediately spread her limbs to crawl away. But how can her speed match the speed of an idiot? In an instant, the dress behind her was grabbed by her hand, and she was about to lift it...
"Wow~! Wow~~~!!!"
Idiot mentioning... didn't even mention it? Looking at it again, the terrified Little Bread was dragging Walnut's clothes with both hands, as if seeking protection and refused to let go. Of course this kind of action didn't make much sense to the idiot. He suddenly mentioned it and pulled the bread up and put it aside.
"I'm fighting for the safety of our lives. Can you...can't you come and make trouble."
The idiot moved his face as close as possible to Little Bread. Seriously, his completely gloomy face was terrifying. Especially those icy eyes, the buns shook with their stare, holding his feet, shrank at the feet of the bed and didn't dare to move.
After solving the chaotic bread, the idiot finally has time to return to the subject. Although he was teaching bread just now, the dagger in his right hand was always aimed at Walnut's chest. Facts have proved that this is very effective, the blade can make people quiet, but also can make people stop the idea of ​​running away.
"Now, let's discuss about your safety."
After being so troubled by the bread, the idiot no longer stepped forward to hold down the girl, but stood by the bed and pointed a dagger at her chest.
"You said you won't retaliate, but you must give me a reason to believe in you. Can you give it to me?"
Walnut straightened up from the bed, her back leaning against the wall, one hand holding the skirt slightly tossed by the bread, thinking hard. To be honest, many of the guarantees she made did not satisfy idiots. Those swearing to swear not to let idiots let go of the idea of ​​killing this threat. While Walnut was thinking, the idiot was thinking too. But the problem he was thinking about was not thinking about ways with Walnut, but thinking about the woman in front of him by means of not letting himself be doubted.
"I...I will make an official statement! Just say...I say that the entire Bucks Empire...will not be against you! Is this all right? Is this all right! Oh oh oh..."
Walnut was already a little bit self-defeating, no matter how she answered, she couldn't get a positive answer from the person in front of her. And this royal official declaration contract is usually only when the declaration of a foreign declaration of war or peace talks falls into the ears of an idiot, but he still cannot be satisfied.
It seems that she is really going to kill her. But the problem is still so serious, how can we kill her? How to deal with her body after killing it? And how to avoid investigation afterwards? Still living here without being suspected? These questions are too difficult...really...too difficult...
No, don't give up. Never give up thinking at any time. Only those who persist in the end and remain patient and calm can get the most correct answer. Think about it carefully and look at the surroundings. Is there any way to truly achieve perfect security?
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Soon, the idiot discovered what he was looking for. His eyes fell on the side table. Among the used old books, a simple mechanical device completely attracted his attention. It also allowed him to find the best way to solve the immediate crisis.

The little girl was holding a small piece of bread in her hand, sitting in the middle of the floor near the Dulan tree, eating bite by bite. This was given to her by the idiot. In addition to filling the little girl's belly, it also allowed her to calm down and not disturb his next actions.
At this moment, Walnut was still shrinking on the bed, her eyes widened, and the panic on her face was not inferior to the crisis just now. I saw her left hand gripping her chest tightly and her right hand pressing the edge of her skirt, shaking.
"You...what do you want to do! I...I, I, I warn you! Don't... Don't use that thing against me!"
The brazen scolding sounded so feeble. Such a scolding would of course not have any effect on the idiot. He held the camera that Quilin had forgotten to take with him in his left hand, and continued to pinch the dagger in his right hand, pointing at Walnut's heart. Slowly, spit out three words
"Undress."
The same conversation reminded Walnut of the scene when she first met an idiot. The humiliation has not passed yet, now, is this person about to impose new humiliation on her? !
"I don't! You...you badass! Big...little pervert!"
The idiot ignored the girl's refusal. He took a step, the black dagger steadily pressed against Walnut's heart, that cold and merciless face came up, and the voice of indifference without any emotional ups and downs sounded again
"Undress."
Walnut cried again. She suddenly discovered that she cried more often on this person's hand than she cried in a year. She hated the person in front of her, if it weren't for her powerlessness, if it wasn't for the other party's hand to hold the knife, she would definitely kill the person in front of her thousands of times! But now, she can only continue to accumulate hatred for the boy in her heart, shedding tears, unwillingly stretch out her hand, and untie her clothes again...
The clothes are falling off one by one...There is no match for Nag here, and the warm spring leaves people with very few clothes. There was almost no time, and Walnut was again only left with a set of underwear and panties. She refused to take it off anymore, but hugged her shoulders tightly and shrank in the corner of the bed.
But such a result can only be exchanged for those three words that are even more emotional-
"Undress."
Hearing these three words again, Walnut finally couldn't bear it. The grievances full of grievances all came to my heart, and the weakness that was insulted by this boy but could not resist made her tears roll down like a river bursting a bank. So sad, she finally ignored everything and started crying loudly.