Murders Always Happen Before Lunch

On the third day of the month, my second brother croaked.

On the fourth, my third brother croaked.

On the fifth, my fourth sister croaked.

On the sixth, my fifth sister croaked...

I couldn't put up with it anymore!

I made a scene until I was taken back to the Four Directions Inn.

I opened my lovely eyes wide

and fixed my gaze on everyone in the inn.

----Note:----

a. This isn't very traditional or fantastical. It's a deconstructive take on wuxia, with a touch of stream of consciousness.

b. (I'll fill this in when the story is complete.)

(The blurb has been screenshotted for the record.)

Theme: The heavens see all