Netori: Stealing The Hero's Party!

Chapter 432 An Aggrieved Sister

Coming upon the dead bodies of her siblings, Baylee dropped to her knees. Her eyes and mouth wide with shock, she remained motionless for an hour or so before her mind finally began to accept the reality in front of it.

'What happened here?' Through teary eyes, she stared at their corpses, half burnt where the gun had shot through their bodies. Alongside them were many men and a handful of women, every single one of whom Baylee recognized in an instant. 'D-don't tell me...'

Piecing things together one by one, she figured something was wrong before her siblings were murdered and given the fact that they were body naked while the others had their clothes burned into their skins, it didn't take her long to find out exactly what had transpired.

"Meowri...It has to be her." Knowing the owner of the inn better than anyone else, Baylee was certain that the cat-girl had something to do with the situation, especially since the group of outlaws lying on her sibling's body reminded her a lot of the pirates who would bid and tire themselves on the priest's family.

The sound of approaching steps from behind echoed inside her head. She listened to it closely with her eyes still fixated on the bodies of her siblings. Only ever breaking eye contact as the woman behind her began to yell, did Baylee turn around to face the loud-mouthed cat.

"Oh come on, as if you cared about them! Now help me find that girl who did this to my place and I'll give you free drinks and everything else you want for a whole week!" Glaring down into the eyes of the aggrieved sister, Meowri couldn't believe the pain reflected in Baylee's eyes.

She knew the spirit puppeteer had kept her siblings away from prostitution and raised them by selling her body in her inn, and yet being an opportunistic woman, Meowri had sold them off the first chance that she'd gotten.

Taking a step back at the unexpected grief of the oldest sister of the deceased, Meowri held her hands forward to keep Baylee at a distance.

"Look, sister..." Stopping at the edge of the first stair leading down, she tried to force a somber look in her sharp eyes. "It wasn't my fault that they died, you know I wouldn't do that to them. J-just help me find that girl and both of us can have our revenge!"

"M-MORE, BAYLEE! ANYTHING YOU WAN–" However, she couldn't beg for long, for Baylee was tired of hearing her voice and just threw her down the stairs.

Hitting the back of her head against the step and then continuing to fall with no control of her body to prevent further injury, Meowri's body crushed its bones upon its own weight. Screaming through the pain, her voice alone sent everyone else still left in the building rushing right out.

They feared the girl's return and didn't spare a second to look towards the staircase to find out what exactly was going on.

"AGHH! THISS HURRTTT! MY HAND IS BROKEN! BITTCHHHH!!!" Crying like a little girl and even cursing out her tormentor, Meowri tried to touch the injured spot on her head. However, with her hand caught under her own weight, a ligament of her right arm was torn off, making her arm dangle lifelessly to her side.

Hit with the realization that her hand was already gone, she looked at it with a tremble in her eyes.

"N-no way..." She whispered before slowly looking up at Baylee.

Staring back at the catgirl, the spirit puppeteer slowly began to descend down the steps. The sound of her boots echoed in Meowri's ears, each a haunting gonk heralding her encroaching death.

"We're not done yet, pussy cat~" Whistling her way down the steps, Baylee kept staring into the catgirl's eyes, showing her exactly what her grim reaper looked like.

A hundred and two falls, a hundred and three, two hundred and four, and the count came to an end.

Note: As promised, Arc 3 truly begins!