So Takahashi Chihiro could not feel love, even though she stayed at Takahashi Clan to complete that ritual.
But the premise for completing that ritual was that she could feel the other person's emotions... feel their love.
And if she could also feel her heart flutter for them...
Then, that ritual could be completed.
This was also what everyone in Takahashi Clan longed to see.
Completing that ritual was also a kind of salvation for everyone in Takahashi Clan.
Ultimately, her existence for Takahashi Clan...
Was a taboo that made them feel extremely fearful.
Even the immensely wealthy Takahashi one of Great Clans did not dare to let her have any negative emotions.
After all, if the completion of the ritual was delayed because of what Takahashi did.
Then...
The entire Takahashi Clan would be implicated...
Under the dark night, the young girl looked dejected, longing to receive the emotions of others.
...
The morning of the next day always arrived unknowingly.
A dark room.
Beep, beep, beep...
The alarm clock rang.
Lying in bed, Kitahara, who was bundled up, poked his head out of the covers.
He glanced at the alarm.
It's seven o'clock...
Time to get up...
He sat up from the bed, his hair disheveled, and yawned.
His ears twitched; he seemed to hear a slight movement from outside the room.
Has Miss Sakura also woken up?
Kitahara's spirits lifted.
Good, time to get up.
...
"Good morning..."
At the dining table with only two people, Kitahara took the initiative to greet the beautiful young girl who was already quietly eating breakfast at the table.
The young girl was wearing a female high school uniform, her eyes were pitch black, like a bottomless pool of water, her smooth black hair fell behind her, and beneath her neat bangs was a small face that was pale to the point of being somewhat bloodless.
Beautiful, yet sickly...
She glanced at Kitahara, her black eyes devoid of any emotion, nodded at Kitahara, and then continued to eat a piece of fried fish in front of her.
This was a beautiful young girl full of mystery from head to toe; her appearance also made people Can't help it want to explore all the secrets of her inner world.
But Kitahara knew.
This young girl, who looked sickly and fragile on the outside, actually had very high combat power...
At the very least, as Miss Sakura impossible for her not to be proficient in Kendo and grappling...
At the very least, in the Tenshou Family, where strength reigned supreme, being able to gather many strong individuals under the nose of the Family Patriarch was enough to prove Sakura Tenshou ability and strength.
Kitahara had once seen Miss Sakura personally take action to help a female classmate escape harassment from outside delinquents.
At that time, she...
Stood alone in the middle of five or six people, her expression cold...
She moved with ease under others' attacks, and her attacking methods had a unique beauty, making people feel pleasant while also being full of aggressiveness.
Kitahara only remembered that by the time he reacted, he found that those delinquents, who had been incredibly arrogant at first, were already lying on the ground, letting out shrill screams.
Of course, Miss Sakura naturally didn't need to take action personally; perhaps for those delinquents, being personally defeated by her was an honor.
Moreover...
This sickly Miss Sakura she was not as gentle and lovely as other young ladies from prominent families; she seemed to possess an inherent dignified aura, perhaps it could be called leadership.
This made the boys who pursued her easily become strange at the end of their pursuit...
Their hearts began to desire to be trampled under her feet or something...
When Kitahara looked through his memories concerning this Miss Sakura, he was also amazed by her appearance and temperament.
At the same time, some conjectures couldn't help but arise in his heart...
The man who could marry Miss Sakura must be someone she was satisfied with, and he should be a very obedient person...
After all, a strong girl like sakura certainly not choose a boy with an equally strong personality.
So Kitahara first ruled himself out as a candidate.
Kitahara sat in his seat, his breakfast already laid out on the table in front of him; it was made by one of Sakura Tenshou female personal guards.
Although sakura possessed powerful combat abilities and capabilities, she somehow had no talent in housework, so currently, Kitahara's and her daily lives were managed by the female personal guard named Arina.
If Kitahara wasn't mistaken, she should be in the car at the entrance now, waiting for
sakura.
"Today's breakfast is fish, huh..."
Sitting directly opposite to Sakura, Kitahara could perfectly see Sakura full face.
However, as he looked, he inexplicably frowned.
Ever since he obtained the Spiritual Energy Breathing Method, Kitahara felt that his body had become somewhat different.
Simply put, his spiritual perception was greatly enhanced, which allowed him to see some very special things in his daily life...
Similarly, the Spiritual Energy Breathing Method also brought him a large amount of knowledge and information about another world.
Such as spirit bodies, and also resentment, grievance...
And the reason Kitahara frowned was because Kitahara saw a terrifying mass of something at Sakura glabella.
That was grievance...
Like black flames, it slowly burned at her glabella, as small as a grain of rice, but it emitted a terrifying grievance that could not be ignored.
Only those who were cursed would have black threads, or grievance, appear at their glabella.
But even the strongest curse was nothing more than a tangle of threads...
And grievance like Sakura had completely solidified into a physical entity and emitted an ominous aura from head to toe, to be honest, Kitahara had never seen it before, not until he obtained the Spiritual Energy Breathing Method.
After all, such grievance was rarely seen even in the system's description.
For a moment, Kitahara's gaze was drawn to the presence at the young girl's glabella, and he was somewhat distracted.
Then, Kitahara, who was observing the grievance, met a pair of pitch-black eyes.
"What are you looking at?"
Her voice was soft, but it had a unique flavor, sickly yet stirring to the heart.
Kitahara came back to his senses, noticing the young girl's gaze, he thought for a moment, and spoke earnestly.
Sakura have you been encountering a lot of bad things recently..."
When they were together, Sakura had told Kitahara that he could just call her "Sakura."
And upon hearing Kitahara's words, Sakura pitch-black eyes slightly lifted.
"No..."
Kitahara frowned slightly.
Did I guess wrong...
However,
Sakura next words made her freeze.
"Because I've always encountered a lot of bad things since I was little..."
Kitahara noticed that as she said this, the grievance at her glabella suddenly began to fluctuate terrifyingly, and an unimaginable amount of grievance suddenly erupted.
However, just as it was on the verge of erupting, a concentrated golden blood flame suddenly rose at her glabella, like a supreme flame, directly scorching the grievance and finally forcing it back to calm.
As for why it was called blood flame, Kitahara did not know; he only had the thought that it was fire produced by burning blood the moment he saw it.