What a shame it was? How hypocritical humans are.. For the sake of quenching their thirst of curiosity they would even gulp down poison.
Their poison was ever present and it was spreading like the mist of dawn. But no sun had rose… it was as dark as it could be and the mist was mistaken for ambrosia.
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"They say that Harlot sold her body to her underling. Tch, couldn't have expected anything better from her. Dwindling the name of ours in the mud like that!" a girl who appeared to be among the second gen complained.
"Wasn't she supposed to be someone from the Yukiho house? Surely not…," her companion replied with a pinched up face.
"Ha Ha, that's so right. Whose child do you think she is? Rumors that she is the daughter of a whore are spread far and wide."
"Do you have anything to back your claims?"
