“Classmate, thank you for your help. You can go out first. Someone will settle the bill with you later. Thanks for your hard work.” Yue Yiyue stepped aside slightly and told the slightly younger classmate it was time to leave.
The classmate glanced at the strange person sitting across from her, then looked up at Yue Yiyue. “Then be careful by yourself. I’ll be right outside. If anything’s wrong, just come out.”
With that, she hurriedly grabbed her things and walked out.
“What a good kid.” The strange Server smiled as she watched the classmate’s departing back. “No matter how I tempted her, she only spouted boring empty words.”
“Doesn’t that fit your ideals perfectly?” Yue Yiyue sat down across from her and looked at the exquisite little cake on the table. Her stomach churned slightly. After all this, she really didn’t want to see these things for a while.
“What about you? What’s your wish?”
“Is it to bring your friend back?”
“Or…?”
Yue Yiyue picked up the cake and examined it in her hand, wondering what exactly was different about this thing.
Why did it taste different for two people?
The conversation fell into silence.
The Server wasn’t in a hurry. She leaned forward, propped her chin on her hand, and stared at Yue Yiyue. “Curious about the cake’s ingredients?”
“I didn’t go heavy on it this time. I just added a bit to an ordinary cake. Hmm, in your normal human terms, this thing is called Faith.”
Her tone rose at the end, laced with a hint of excitement.
“It’s mango flavor now. You’ve already eaten it anyway—want to savor it carefully?”
“Actually, I should’ve just killed you right now, but I kind of like you, so I want you to sit with me a bit longer.”
Under the table, the Server’s toe slid up toward Yue Yiyue’s calf, lifting a small section of her pant leg.
Yue Yiyue silently shifted slightly aside.
“I see.” Looking at the palm-sized cake, Yue Yiyue found it somewhat amusing that it was connected to Faith.
A faint noise came from the cabinet nearby—not loud, but it still caught the Server’s attention.
Yue Yiyue had a bad premonition.
The Server clicked her tongue. Her gaze fixed intently on the counter behind the cabinet, and she said with interest, “Seems like some naughty little mouse didn’t get cleaned out.”
Yue Yiyue immediately went on alert. The classmate had already left—who else was there?
A shop employee?
Or a passerby?
She couldn’t delay—her mind raced as she spoke up to distract the Server, settling back in her seat to block her line of sight. “So, as long as you eat it, you pay a price?”
“Oh? I thought you wouldn’t care. Of course, it’s my Rules~ No one can break them~”
With the confirmed answer, Yue Yiyue flicked her wrist and thrust her hand forward. The cake landed precisely in the Server’s mouth.
“What flavor is it?” A flash of white light appeared on Yue Yiyue’s hand, and a small wound opened on the Server’s throat.
No blood flowed out.
The skin there surged, as if something hidden beneath had found an exit and was eagerly drilling out.
Pop-squelch. A black eyeball emerged from the wound.
“It’s no use.” The Server looked at Yue Yiyue. Her finger traced her throat, tapping the skin there. Her eyes narrowed, but her gaze never left Yue Yiyue. “You’ve already been marked by us. And this is just my Rules.”
“My Rules—”
“There’s no chance—”
“After you die, the little mouse will come keep you company~”
“You can’t protect anything, because you’re a weak human.”
The voice grew more ethereal and illusory, like murmurs from a strange creature in some distant abyss.
It drilled through that thin layer of skin and into Yue Yiyue’s mind.
In that instant, Yue Yiyue was nailed in place, unable to move. What exactly was this monster before her eyes?
Unfortunately, no one could give Yue Yiyue a definite answer. She was directly wrapped up in layers of eyeballs.
The sensation was bizarre, like being enveloped in a balloon with a strange dampness. The exposed skin could even feel the eyeballs turning.
The sight before her was too horrifying. Her brain short-circuited and her chest tightened, leaving her unable to breathe.
What to do?
That small noise had disrupted Yue Yiyue’s original plan. Gu Ye hadn’t arrived yet, and the Coroner was still on the way.
Damn it, how was she supposed to escape?
Brain, damn it, think. She couldn’t fall here.
Gu Nanqiu… Gu Nanqiu…
She had to bring Gu Nanqiu back…
And those girls harmed by this scourge…
Her brain lacked oxygen. Yue Yiyue felt like she was really about to die here…
Pop-squelch pop-squelch pop-squelch pop-squelch—
Such sounds kept appearing by her ear—or perhaps from the distant horizon.
A baffling ringing in her ears, and the pop-squelch sounds vanished.
In their place came a gentle female voice—so gentle that in her daze, Yue Yiyue thought she heard Gu Nanqiu’s voice.
It was a bit different from usual, muffled through some haze.
She instinctively swung her hand, and immediately felt something black spreading along her arm toward somewhere.
Pop-squelch—
One eyeball burst, and the others quickly followed.
Pop-squelch pop-squelch pop-squelch pop-squelch.
“Huh, something’s off?” The Server stared at the thing on Yue Yiyue’s hand, baffled by why the eyeballs had suddenly burst.
The next moment, the Server watched wide-eyed as the nearby glass shattered. Before she realized what happened, more and more eyeballs appeared on her body, bringing piercing pain.
With the eyeballs bursting, Yue Yiyue collapsed to the floor in a heap, scrambling on all fours in a disheveled state.
Her eyes seemed afflicted by aftereffects of suffocation, so she couldn’t see anything. She only knew a soft, long strip cushioned beneath her.
She touched it—wet and soft. This texture absolutely wasn’t like the eyes she’d seen before.
It was like those strange tentacles she’d briefly interacted with once.
Her fingers gently stroked the soft strip under her palm, rubbing it carefully to confirm it was what she thought.
The Tentacles resisted going limp and acting spoiled under Yue Yiyue’s touch, swiftly crushing every eyeball still rushing to attack her.
The sky darkened, accompanied by faint ringing in her ears.
The air grew damper. If Yue Yiyue’s eyes weren’t faulty, she would’ve seen the mist.
Amid vast swathes of mist, a slender figure drew nearer.
Whooshing wind scraped by, filling Yue Yiyue with unease.
The scent of seawater grew thicker.
Ding-dong—the sound of the door opening rang out. A wave of osmanthus fragrance washed over, soothing Yue Yiyue’s nerves, as if telling her not to worry or fear.
Yue Yiyue seemed to sense something. She turned her head, and a blurry black figure appeared in her vague vision.
“Yiyue.” The voice was somewhat distorted but gentle, familiar—the one she’d heard on the phone just recently.
“Mom… Mom…?” Yue Yiyue turned around in a daze. For some reason, she felt her eyes could see.
But she could only make out the tall woman before her, dressed in a professional suit.
Big wavy curls paired with red lips, and a beautiful deep-red mole on her collarbone.
Yue Yiyue always felt she’d seen this person somewhere.
Soon, the cognition in her mind told her this was the mother who raised the original host.
The mother who could always be trusted, no matter what.
“Baby… something so big happened—why didn’t you tell Mother?” She sighed, touching the child who hated acting spoiled. Her eyes brimmed with indulgence and helplessness, just like any ordinary parent with their child.
Ever since the woman entered, the smile on the Server’s face completely froze. Her eyes filled with panic. Impossible. Impossible.
How could she appear here?
Wasn’t it said…
Damn it… who let her come?
She clearly couldn’t intervene!
Clearly…
“This place… doesn’t seem like somewhere you should be.” The Server narrowed her eyes at the woman before her.
But her slightly trembling body betrayed her.
Out of fear, the Server wanted to drop to her knees at the woman’s suit pants and devoutly kiss her leather shoes, begging for power.
But reason forbade it.
As long as she devoured… she would become this woman, or even surpass her.
The woman said nothing. She picked Yue Yiyue up. “This is my daughter…”
At that, she chuckled softly. Daughter—what a wonderful word, linking them together. It was just a pity Yue Yiyue wasn’t truly born from her soft womb, unable to truly connect by blood.
She brushed aside the stray hairs on Yue Yiyue’s forehead, leaned down, and kissed her forehead. A faint strand of gold entered her head and quickly dissipated.
The woman pointed into the distance. Wu Zhen, who’d been hiding in the corner, was dragged out.
“Remember, you saved her.”
A wisp of black smoke drifted by. Thick tentacles wrapped up the Server and the cake on the table, vanishing.
Only shattered glass remained, proclaiming some colossal entity had once been here.
Aside from trembling Wu Zhen, forced into another chair.
She seemed utterly terrified, hiding her face in her hands, her whole body shaking slightly.
————
When Yue Yiyue woke, her vision was still blurry. She felt her body was somewhat cold, and tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes.
For some reason, she now desperately wanted to call her mom.
But she couldn’t.
There were more urgent matters to handle now.
As she raised her hand to rub her eyes, a warm towel fell into Yue Yiyue’s hand, guiding her to place it over her eyes.
“Lift your head and apply it. It’ll be fine soon. That monster got into a fight with another monster and then disappeared.” Thinking of what she’d just seen, Wu Zhen felt her stomach churn. “That thing just now—covered in eyes. Was that even human?”
“I know you had nothing to do with what you said about He Wu. He went mad a while back, babbling about finding some cake.”
“Sorry.”
Yue Yiyue said nothing. She just held her head up, feeling the heat on her eyelids. Wu Zhen being here meant only one possibility.
That the foolish one who made the noise earlier was her.
But Yue Yiyue couldn’t say anything too harsh to Wu Zhen.
After all, in this situation, Wu Zhen must’ve watched the two monsters fight, then fished her out amid the chaos.
Rounding it off, could it be said Wu Zhen saved her?
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