Wendy Red Velvet Racist の小説・ストーリー

Renata held up the photo for Wendy to see. “You keep interrupting me, Rena!” She growled. “Just get to the point.” Renata hissed. “My father was killed… he was killed by them,” Wendy blurted out amidst a hitched breath with her eyes closed. There was a long pause with just Renata staring unbelievably at Wendy who reached out for a bottle of whisky. She let out a soft laugh… She found what Wendy said funny in a weird way. “Them? What do you mean when you say ‘them’?”

In terms of physical beauty, Wendy had it, and in terms of inner beauty she matched her outer beauty as well; It was a pleasing, even symmetry. Willy had been ashamed that he was a homeless man; he had felt that attaining Wendy was next to impossible, Now he believed different; He now believed that anything was possible: especially now that he was in those nice black tuxedo and a pair of black shiny new shoes! Wendy looked towards the direction of Willy and smiled, Willy's heart quickened it's pace, but it wasn't Willy she was smiling at, because he was invisible. Willy turned to see who it was: It was Brett Storm, the new red head guy in the street, he had recently moved into the street; He

Willow asked, seemingly confused, “I still don’t get it. Why is Ms. Wendell so against accepting her ties with the Whites?” “That’s cause the Whites are all a bunch of bastards. They have never treated her kindly. They even caused her mom to die! Speaking of which, she might even hate the Whites more than we do. She once said that she never wants to be part of the White family.” The corner of Willow’s mouth perked up, revealing a devilish smirk. ‘I see… Heh.’

Elaine replied disdainfully, “This is not the first day that I am being so arrogant. Are you unsatisfied with my attitude?” After she was done speaking, Elaine continued using her venomous tongue to attack them as she said coldly, “Lady Wilson, after both of you are released from this detention center you are probably going to starve to death in less than three days! However, Wendy will not need to worry about it. After all, she has the looks to go out on the street to sell her body to support herself and make a living!” Wendy exploded immediately, “Elaine! What did you just say?”