Demon Progenitor Development Project

A thin, hunchbacked boy with a face covered in black spots and a head of messy, curly black hair walked skillfully along the narrow paths of the Youguo area, stepping over puddles of sewage and avoiding excrement.

The boy's name was Taro, a very ordinary name.

Taro, the eldest son in the family.

However, he, as the eldest son, was completely abandoned by his parents.

Living in the Youguo area, a person's worth is judged solely by their appearance.

A beautiful appearance is essential to gain parental love and care. Add a touch of coquettishness and flattery, and you become the center of the family.

Unfortunately, Taro does not possess either of these qualities.

Covered in filth and grease, always accompanied by fleas and a foul stench, the smell made people cover their mouths and noses with their sleeves, wishing they had never seen such an ugly monster as Taro.

This is Taro, who is disliked by everyone.

It's not really Taro's fault. His mother had syphilis when she gave birth to him, and Taro was born with indelible dark spots. In addition, due to the lack of careful care, he became thin and weak.

However, his mother didn't think so. She felt that Taro was just a burden who was a waste of money.

Giving her a few bites of food and drink occasionally was the smallest amount of love a mother could offer.

Therefore, Taro had to start making a living at a very young age.

But how can a child make a living?

Having no other option but to rely on the red-light district, Taro solicited customers and helped collect prostitution fees in the red-light district.

People outside called him Gyutaro.

Today, Gyutaro is home, which is rare for him, because his mother is about to give birth to a younger brother or sister.

Upon entering, I saw my mother, who had just given birth, lying in a pool of blood, covered in sweat and with a flushed face.

In the Youguo area, there are no midwives; women mostly carry the babies themselves.

Gyutaro watched as his mother held the swaddled baby for a long time, then suddenly tried to strangle her daughter.

A rough, gray-black arm stopped the mother from killing her own child.

"Taro, what are you doing!" The mother, weak from giving birth, still shouted angrily, "This bastard is an omen of bad luck! Kill him quickly to rid him of the bad fortune!"

Gyutaro remained silent, staring blankly at the baby in his mother's arms.

The mother, having given birth for the second time, was eating quite well, and the newborn baby girl looked healthy.

He's much better than him.

Her baby hair, white and sparse, hung on her forehead. Her little face was rosy but clean, without the freckles that he had.

Gyutaro subconsciously thought that his younger sister would definitely grow up to be a great beauty.

"Taro!" His mother's stern rebuke snapped Taro out of his reverie.

"No! I want to raise my sister," Gyutaro said firmly.

The exhausted mother glanced at her newborn daughter, then at Gyutaro, seemingly too lazy to say anything more. She simply snorted and waved her hand, telling Gyutaro to take the little thing and get out.

As Gyutaro left, he overheard his mother say, "Her name is Mei, the Mei of syphilis!"

Mei, Taro murmured the name, poking the baby with his finger.

The first time he had a child, Gyutaro used too much force and woke Mei up.

Xiaomei greeted her brother's caresses with loud sobs!

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The mother thought Mei would die soon, after all, she refused to breastfeed a scourge.

But Mei survived, thanks in no small part to the help of Gyutaro.

If there is no breast milk, one can drink rice water or pay a woman who is still breastfeeding, but these options cost money.

To support his younger sister, Gyutaro worked even harder.

It's just that attracting customers isn't really his thing; most people just come to see how ugly Gyutaro is.

People with a sense of morbid curiosity pointed at Gyutaro and mocked, "This guy is so ugly! He has so many dark spots on his face!"

Taro endured the customers' ridicule and tried his best to attract customers to earn his meager commission.

Perhaps Taro Gyuu is better suited to be a supporting character at a brothel than a brothel owner, serving as a foil to the beauty of the courtesans.

However, sometimes even this meager income is difficult for Gyutaro to obtain.

Because the customers will skip out on the bill!

For example, right now, an ordinary-looking customer quickly pushes through the wall of people blocking his way and escapes from the crowd.

Once he leaves, no one will remember him after a while, and he can continue to freeload.

With this brilliant idea in mind, the customer shoved aside the person in front of him and ran away.

Suddenly, a skeletal figure slammed into him from the side, knocking him to the ground. Before the customer could get up, the figure continued to run away.

The figure straddled the customer, swinging his fists and pounding them one after another.

By the time the madam arrived with her guards, the two were already locked in a fierce fight, hurling insults at each other.

"Well done, Taro the prostitute." The madam ordered the guards to separate the two men, and the guards caught the fleeing customer.

The madam naturally had her own way of dealing with this kind of customer. She turned to talk to the prostitute Taro, her brows furrowing unconsciously, and she took a slight step back.

"This freeloader doesn't have a single penny on him. Here's what we'll do, Giyutaro, I'll have someone send your payment later."

Gifu Taro nodded.

A moment later, a servant brought over two short-handled sickles made of fine iron.

The madam smiled broadly: "Gyuu Taro, consider this your payment. I see you're quite the fighter, why don't you become a debt collector and earn even more?"

That way, she can also give away this useless weapon.

Gyutaro looked at the short-handled sickle and carefully considered the madam's words.

Soon, Gyutaro became active as a debt collector, earning enough money to support his sister.

As Xiaomei grew up and her appearance blossomed, her beauty became second to none in the Youguo area.

Gifu Taro paid more attention to protecting Komei, not allowing her to go out to play without his company, and only letting her stay at home, as there was no shortage of human traffickers in the Yukata area.

Even at home, Xiaomei is not safe, because she has a mother who deeply hates her.

One day, when Gyutaro returned home, he heard Mei scream.

Taro rushed into the house in a panic and saw his mother roughly pulling on Mei's hair, trying to cut off her beautiful hair that was an eyesore.

Xiao Mei cried out, "Brother! Brother, save me!"

The stingy patrons mocked her, saying she was old and frail, with dry, yellow hair, and not worth that much money anymore.

Then, the mother, her face contorted with rage, unleashed her violent emotions on the increasingly beautiful Xiaomei.

Upon hearing Komei's cries for help, Gyutaro's eyes, hidden beneath his messy black hair, instantly turned bloodshot, and rage stained his ugly face.

The pair of short-handled sickles, which had always been used only against debtors, were used for the first time on his family—his mother.

The mother was horrified when she saw the blood.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong is the true nature of the lower class. The mother hurriedly retreated, her eyes filled with fear. She never imagined that her child would actually wield a knife against her!

Parents always think of themselves as the sky above their children, the gods who rule them.

His mother would spend all the money Gyutaro earned and would even urge him to earn more, which Gyutaro always agreed to.

For the first time, the mother felt that she had lost control of Gyutaro.

After that day, the roles of mother and son were reversed, and the mother stopped bossing around Gyutaro.

Gyutaro didn't think much of it; his most important thing was his younger sister, Komei. As for his mother? She was dispensable.

After being frightened, Mei returned to normal in a few days. Gyutaro watched Mei playing ball with her friends, and heard voices around him.

"Xiaomei, is Taro really your brother? He looks completely different! He's so ugly!" Xiaomei's playmate muttered, pointing at the brothel Taro in the shadowy corner.

Children also love beauty and enjoy playing with pretty little people.

One is ugly, the other is beautiful; the difference is so great that no one would believe they were born from the same mother!

Xiaomei, her eyebrows furrowed in anger, shouted, "Taro is my brother!"

"Speak," she said angrily, throwing the ball at the spokesperson before sulking back to Gyutaro.

Gyutaro was not moved by the insults hurled at him by a child; what they said was simply the truth.

only……

Looking at the increasingly beautiful Komei, Gyutaro thought: Komei was always different from me. If it weren't for me, Komei would have a better life.

Gyutaro has always been proud of his sister's beauty; with Mei's looks, she could easily be a courtesan.

In Gyutaro's mind, Komei should be like a courtesan, wearing beautiful clothes and enjoying the flattery and praise of customers and madams, living a life of luxury.

Instead of living a life where they barely make ends meet with him.