Temple Girl
Chapter 24 Bloody Night

The door creaked violently, the light scattering rays on the damp room. Rats spread out in search of shelter, the big-bodied men came in. Its great existence dragged the girl who was now bound by chains at the end there, the big hands sticking out, pulling the girl roughly.

Dragging him to his feet in a state of exhaustion, it seemed that the days Chiharu had been waiting for had come. Hearing some conversations after coming out of the room that the girl was able to catch, and the conversation had the conclusion that the Emperor was reluctant to buy himself. Then Chiharu again dragged violently, the chains that tied him felt rough to make the girl hurt.

Slightly frowned when the light with a large portion reached his eyeball, trying to adapt to the light that Chiharu blinked over and over again. Then how surprised he was when he saw the crowd there, whispering while looking at him contemptuously. The humans there wore masks, covering their rotten identities.

"Alright, let's start this final auction session!" the voice resounded, permeating the entire room with a small stage there.

Chiharu the girl was bound to a miserable state, her usual beautiful dark black hair was unraveling pitifully. Covering half of his face, hiding himself. "This girl is so pretty that if she's looked at carefully, she has the darkest eyeballs I've ever met." The speech got even more excited when she introduced herself, trying to sell Chiharu at a high price that can be achieved.

"I'll start from 5,000 Ind, who's interested in this beautiful girl?" the humans there started to whisper, I don't know what they're talking about Chiharu.

"Alright 7000 In—"

The sound of falling objects roll like a ball, regardless of where it should be. Male head—the same man who just mentioned the price for himself is now lifeless, his head has disappeared with a great bloodbath. The blood even hit Chiharu a few drops, bringing her back to reality then the gaze had its radiance back as the golden eyeball before Chiharu stared at her.

The whispers were gone, changed with cries of fear from all over. They all ran, as if they had met the angel of death. Moving in all directions to find a way out, the white mane moved gently in stark contrast to the fingers now stained with blood. Gin, this man smiled at Chiharu.

"If he really wanted to destroy it," the man's tone was long-sought, as if not so Chiharu would not be able to follow the direction of this conversation, "i'll do it for you."

And after the word spout disappeared into the air, the demon shot out rapidly. The glint of his eyeballs seemed to be full of killing naps, the rips of the skin seemed to break Chiharu's eardrum, shrieks of earthy sounds echoing like a sacrificed sheep.

The girl looked at the scene before her eyes as a whole, how when the man tore people there, ripping their throats, as well as the silhouette of how he took their lives so quickly. Interestingly, without feeling any difficulty; like a paper tear submerged in water.

Gin's silhouette was in stark contrast when he was surrounded by a pile of corpses, the demon standing alone without anyone accompanying him. The dark side that seemed like it would be impenetrable by anything, the nails were covered in blood. On top of the piled-up corpses, Gin turned his head to Chiharu— staring at him with a look that the demon could not know his point.

The creature approached Chiharu, staring at the girl with no intention of doing anything. The blood-filled nails poked out, trying to cupper the girl's face in front of him. Chiharu did not fight back when the bloodstains from Gin's fingers touched her, leaving a mark there and making Chiharu unwillingly look at the man who was now covered in blood.

"Next," Gin brought his face closer to the side of Chiharu's face, just above her ear Gin said. "He is the head of the Emperor."

Unable to hold back her emotions, Chiharu felt tightness in her chest. He tried to hold back his weak tears from coming out, shaking his weak head. "That's enough." her voice shook violently holding back the cry, "I won't do anything like this anymore, so that's enough."

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Morning has come, remove the dark traces of night— shone upon the whole earth without feeling reluctant with a sense of spirit. The scorching heat had already started to be felt when Chiharu blinked his black net slowly, dizzy attacking his head not wanting to leave. His clothes were dirty along with his face and body, making a bad feeling come to him that morning.

The water wash made Chiharu feel refreshed, the girl was speechless staring at the reflection of her face. Drops of water hit the back of her hand, the girl gave a rough sigh. Rubbing his face frustrated because of the incident that happened to him, the shadow of blood, screams, and men decomposing white there made Chiharu's stomach feel nauseous. The sadistic gaze of the man also often made Chiharu feel shudder in horror.

He immediately completed the ritual of cleaning his body, wearing the usual clothes he wore—hanfu white long—always be his choice. The black eyeball caught the white mane there, sitting still and looking back at Chiharu.

Honestly, Chiharu was confused, he did not know what kind of expression to have when he met the demon. The same demon that had slaughtered many humans that night, did not seem to mind blood. Making the memory of the fifteen-year-old girl arrive at their first meeting, where the Gin— mahluk also slaughtered the village near the temple.

The girl's daydream is shattered as Gin stands before her, staring at Chiharu with a cynical—face as usual until the events of that night feel a dream. "I'm preparing breakfast, I'm waiting for you. Come on!" the soft thread from the fingers cupped Chiharu's elbow wrist.

"I can walk on my own" Chiharu said, throwing off Gin's fingers and walking ahead of the man.

Sitting quietly while waiting for Gin, today the girl was so calm and did not say much. Until the meal time was over, Chiharu did not say anything. Get up, get up, and just leave. Leaving the man white, coldly.

Outside the temple Chiharu stroked Shiro's white mane, the huge horse neighed softly. Enjoying the elusan, Chiharu once managed to ride Shiro. Pulling the reins and the horse walked over, Chiharu turned her head briefly back. How he was a little surprised when the Gin—siluman was holding each other, staring at Chiharu until the girl disappeared.

Chiharu needs to calm herself down, she needs to clear herself up and Gin is not in it. At least, until the thought of that bloody night vanished from his mind no longer overshadowed his days and made the girl a little sane.

Shiro drove quickly, splitting the bustling city crowd. Until finally the girl stopped at the spacious city hall, exploring a little will not take long, right? Many people make Chiharu somehow feel calm and calm, a large fountain installed beautifully in the middle of the city. The merchants began peddling the food, shouting calling customers, cooking, and even the music players were drumming to greet Chiharu's hearing senses.

It has been a long time since Chiharu did not play a musical instrument, maybe his ability is not as good as before where Mr. Qi still teaches him. But his little steps were drawn to the street music, a guzheng and flute played with cheerful tones. He gave away some of his coins, and the music stopped. Resolving the time, until the girl unconsciously clapped.

"Can you play a musical instrument, little girl?" one of the ladies holding the flute asked, second-guessing because Chiharu seemed so interested.

Chiharu's wondering face was clearly imprinted, her look as if showing the words 'how do you know?' to that woman. Chuckled for a moment and took a look at the girl's expression. "You look so interested, try playing one song with us."

Chiharu shook her head in embarrassment as she was not confident of not holding the instrument for a long time, but the gentle strands on her arms made Chiharu finally agree. He tried to play guzheng, Mr. Qi's favorite musical instrument. Given that their first meeting was, Mr. Qi was playing that thing. It was as if waking Chiharu from the dead.

The girl sat there, she took a breath for a moment. Given how to play it, and the first quote that makes everyone stunned, the distilled voice often follows the game Chiharu. Cheerful tones were painted there, the girl's memory lodged in the memories of the past— mixed into one and Mr. Qi's face was printed clearly in his mind.

Seemed so enjoying his own game, that Chiharu did not realize that the song he played was finished. Rise up from his seat, smiling so widely as if a burden was lifted off his shoulders. Feeling so light, "Thank you for allowing me to play your guzheng, my burden seems to disappear." said Chiharu cheerfully, maybe in the future when he felt so desperate again. He would play light music to lighten his load.

"Beautiful music, miss." The voice of the man greeted her, the girl turned her head and smiled kindly. Say thank you, then go. It does not matter who the human who greets him, and in the end the meeting of two human beings can never be avoided.

The To Be Continued...