80 Aftermath 1 (2/2)

Chris was glad due to knowing that a host was after them and this unknown host was not good. This was how the system finally received praises from the gloomy bloke.

On the other hand, Sofony was very angry. When her AI told her something shielded Chris' and Wendy's location and that her points were not enough to reveal it, she almost cried for hours. Sofony was thinking that Clarissa was behind this again, hence, she was almost tempted to hypnotize the whole city to make everyone help in the search. Of course, this didn't happen as she was just not yet capable of it.

Sofony tried calling Wendy's phone only to learn that her friend left it inside her bag. Because of this, she could only thicken her face to ask George's team to intensify their search. Then to vent her frustrations, she messed up with the Violent Goddess' gang.

Back to the two who fled to the other city. After being dropped off in front of a random church, the two argued.

”Why did we have to go to another city again? Miss genius?” He frustratedly asked because they simply didn't know where else to go.

”...We can't go home....I-I don't even know whether they'll believe I am me, and about you... I'm sorry.” Wendy lowered her head. She lightly shivered, remembering that Chris too couldn't go back since the police would think he was her accomplice.

Chris saw her painfully closing her eyes, the lashes above them trembling. He sighed. For sure, she still couldn't move on from what happened. Maybe he should not be showing his frustrations. Otherwise, this girl would become depressed again.

”I don't want to be rude. I'm just wondering why, and what to do from now on.”

”....I asked to be brought to this city because I have a friend here. I met her in a national academic contest. Though we're not living close, since she's very competitive, she kept in touch with me and visited me a few times in the past. I also got invited to her house at least thrice.”

”You think that acquaintance of yours will let us pass the night in their house? But even if she does, what's next then?” This time, he made his voice sound gentler, or at least, his tone was not that cold.

Nevertheless, Wendy bit her lips and looked to be on the verge of crying. The guy could only sigh, ”Nevermind. I still have some savings and my phone. If it's okay with you, let's just stay in a hotel. Not that I'm being difficult here, but I don't trust your friend will stay calm if she sees your...”

He didn't complete his sentence but Wendy knew he was referring to her bloody hands and clothes. Some clarity flashed on her eyes, realizing that her friend was also very intelligent and would surely suspect why she had so much blood on her when she was not wounded.

”...You're right... Sorry for dragging you into this mess...Sorry for what I said to that driver.” She looked away and tightly held on the clothes. ”....And thank you.”

Wendy said her sorry, but she was more grateful because this guy who seemed to dislike her so much was the only one who reached out to her. At times like this when her brain couldn't think straight due to the ever rewinding bloody scene, a person who could help decide things for her was already akin to an angel - even if his face was stone cold and gloomy like he just came from Antarctica.

Earlier, she wanted to ask why he helped her. After all, it meant receiving every knowing people's scorn. However, she became scared, afraid that he would also realize he was making stupid choices and thus abandon her, or worst, turn her over to the authorities.

How Wendy really disliked being vulnerable! She also hated herself who suddenly became muddle-headed. To think she actually did something like that! Just what the heck got into her? Now, look at what happened to her and to this fool who helped her.

She was feeling guilty, towards Mr. Matthew and Chris. Factored in the fear and the depression. Wendy hated her situation because never in her seventeen years of existence did she ever see her normally strong self ending up like this.

.....

Half an hour later, the two arrived in front of a local hotel. Since Chris was worried that Wendy would suddenly break down, he only booked a single room with two beds. His thoughts were clean. He just considered being ready in case the girl suddenly decided to do something untoward to herself.

However, despite the polite smiles on the receptionist's face, he clearly saw contempt and disgust welling up from her eyes. It was not targeting Wendy, but him. Naturally, this made him frowned, puzzlement crossing his face.

Only after he heard the unbound system's remark that he realized what was going on.

His jaw almost reached the ground, especially when she saw the confused look on the pretty girl's face. Probably it was also her first time in a hotel and was wondering why her companion received a few contemptuous glances.

'...'

'....Damn.'

Could someone tell him when this idiotic devil would disappear from his life?