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Clarification!

Before this story begins I want to clarify some things like that it will not be a harem, the protagonist of the original work already has his harem so I will not give one to yoriichi, also that yoriichi with a harem is a no.

"Damned demon!" A female voice resounded in the place after a thud of something falling against the ground.

"I know why your whore of a mother left you here" said the woman's voice again with contempt.

"You're just another mouth to feed, you're useless to us" the voice resounded again in the form of mockery but with the same contempt as always.

"Ha, say outside, you would commit suicide as quickly as possible, so I don't feel more embarrassed than possible" the voice resounded again but this time it sounded more sinister than usual.

Open eyes.

Sitting in the rain a boy found his knees against his chest that seemed sunken from lack of food, his arms and legs were on the bones while his long black hair with flashes of red swayed slightly in the cold breeze. of the rain of the moment.

His gaze vacant watching the raindrops crash against the hard dirt floor, from time to time he opened his mouth to drink a little water from the falling rain.

The sky was noticeable that it was getting dark but it was difficult to get closer due to the large amounts of clouds that accumulated in the sky of a gray color in addition to the slight flashes of lightning that resonated from time to time.

The boy was impassive, he would have been another type of child and he was crying waiting for his mother to pick him up and take him home to clean himself up, but when you don't have anything or anyone, that's not important.

Lilia pov.

She was buying some condiments to prepare dinner tonight, on the way back the rain started to fall, she was a former adventurer so doing a light waterproofing spell was not a problem.

"Look, they say that demon boy is near here," says a woman who was walking next to her apparent wife, covering herself from the rain as best they could.

"Yes, it is said that the boy killed his family, that's why he is on the street" the man answered this time, being heard by Lilia.

"I wouldn't want our son to be like that demon" the woman said with a shudder imagining her son trying to kill her.

"Hello, can you tell me about that demon child, please" Lilia approached the couple who were walking in the rain, they stopped covering up after all they were already soaked.

"Oh, hello lilia-san, what are you doing here" the woman replied, apparently knowing said woman.

Lilia is a fair-skinned woman with a good figure, large breasts and wide hips, her hair that reaches a little below the nape of her neck, gathered in a ponytail with locks framing her forehead and sides, in her eyes she wears oval sunglasses. gray frame.

"Can you answer my question?" I ask again lilia to the people in front of her.

"If you want to know about the demon child, it is said that he is a very calm boy, but when you turn your back he usually stabs you and then eats your parts while you are still alive."

When Lilia heard the girl's story, she knew that the woman did not know what she was talking about, only monsters usually eat human flesh, demons in this world are similar to humans, which is why many consider them cannibalism and that it was a less credible child had his story.

"Thank you for your information, I'll try to be as far away as possible" answered Lilia in a monotone saying goodbye to the couple.

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She walked towards the direction where the demon child was supposedly, she was intrigued as to what said child would look like, from what she knew about the boy is that he has red hair and little else.

Following my path towards my destination, I had to hurry, my masters should be waiting with their son so it shouldn't last long.

When I was in front of the boy I couldn't believe what he was seeing.

A boy no more than 5 years old sitting in the rain with his back leaning on a concrete wall while he embraced his knees with his hugs.

Blood was dripping from his forehead as a sign that he had been beaten, the boy has black hair with red tips, dark red eyes that looked dull and dull in his ears a pair of earrings in the shape of some kind of letters but the most endearing was his mark on his left forehead, a flame-shaped red mark that runs down from his forehead to below his eyes.

The boy was soaked but he did not make a movement, he did not tremble from the cold or from the scratches that he had all over his body, his eyes were just empty, devoid of life, despite being a child of approximately 5 years, it was noticeable that the boy I went through hell more than once.

"Hello" Lilia spoke, standing in front of the boy.

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