197 He Whose Interest Was Piqued 2 (2/2)

Just when he was being thankful that he was not sent to the police and that the woman did not stupidly let him die of bleeding due to being panic-stricken, these dramatically and damnably twisted words came out of her beautiful cherry lips. Who would have thought a girl as pretty as she would have such a poisonous tongue?

'F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! So this is the reason why the b*tch did not faint at the sight of raw blood and flesh. I'm out of this! I'm a psycho but this one's another level of psycho! This woman is insane! F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!'

He got too shaken to the point quite a number of profanities were shouted by his agitated mind. The shock had, in fact, overwritten the self-remorse and other negative feelings brought upon to him by the betrayal of one of his closest confidant a few hours ago.

Yet Wendy, the girl oblivious to his complaints, was not yet finished.

”Heya! Wake up now, please~” The voice she used this time was so cute, like the purring of a fluffy cat snuggling to its owner, tantalizing the heart, sparking some fanciful thoughts in the closed-eyed fellow's mind.

How badly he wished that she just didn't open her mouth after.

But she laughingly continued, ”... Because I also want to know how was your experience with that legendary~ deed? You must be what they called the 'bottom', right? Your face is the kind belonging to a 'bottom', isn't it? I already can picture your underneath someone in my head.... Hehe...”

”...”

Within the injured man's brain, another being joined him in exclaiming the word starting with the letter 'f', six times. The man additionally cursed out, 'Damn you, girl. You're having too much fun, huh? Crazy lady, be thankful I don't have enough points to heal myself or else I'll make you realize how hard, passionate, and rough bottom really means!'

Unfortunately for the man, the day passed with the 'sleeping' him subjected to the wavy-haired girl's weird and hair-raising questions. One time, she even told him a story freshly out of her imagination which she said she would later publish in a reknown BL website. Wendy sincerely thanked him for giving her so much inspiration.

'... Just how sh*tty my life can be, huh?'

The man felt so speechless that he almost asked the system to release poison gas in the air to kill off the foul-mouthed girl.

Only, her kind gestures when feeding the 'unconscious' him and careful handling of his wound kept him from truly doing that.

Actually, aside from her unusual temperament and tongue, she was quite a nice girl. Pretty too. No, not just pretty, but the kind which would certainly become a drop-dead gorgeous beauty in the very near future. The little lady's constant praising of herself as a brainy goddess piqued his amusement and interest too.

Therefore, he inquired her information from the data demon inhabiting his brain. So it would be easier for him to know what would be the best way to repay her once he fully recovered.

However...

'...What?'

It was evening, past 7 pm.

After that dumbfounded voice leaked out of him, he subconsciously stared blankly at the back of the woman throwing the used bandages into the trash can. His mistakes lied in not immediately closing his eyes when she turned around.

”Oooh! Nice! You're now awake!”

At Wendy's raised voice and happy grin adorning her small and flawless face, Host 314 suddenly felt goose bumps crawling all over his exposed skin.

For some inexplicable, or perhaps, supernatural reason, he couldn't stop having speculations that something bad would happen to him...

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