"Don't worry, little sister, I'm opening the door for you now," the service staff outside couldn't resist such a sweet and soft plea, and with a beep, the sound of the door being unlocked was heard.
However, I couldn't distract myself, holding the phone that had started recording.
I stared at the blood mist formed from my blood in mid-air, the image it formed.
In the image, a blood-colored classic building appeared, with several figures moving back and forth; at a glance, it was impossible to tell which one was my mom.
My vision was blurred, making it very difficult to recognize anything.
"My mom was really not thinking straight, thank goodness for you, or little bunny would have no mom," the girl's grateful voice to the female worker reached my ears. Content originally comes from NoveI(F)ire.net
The female worker nervously said, "Hey, she fell to the ground, I don't know if she cut her wrist, or hurt herself somewhere else, do you need me to call an ambulance for you?"
"No need, I checked, my mom hasn't been injured, you go rest, I can take care of her."
A pair of icy, bone-chilling hands helped me up, and in front of me appeared a fair-skinned girl with a cute demeanor.
Her features seemed familiar, giving me a very familiar feeling.
The female worker responsible said, "Alright, if you need anything just call me on the landline, I'm on duty tonight."
"Don't go... I don't know this girl, she... has threatened my safety, please take her away..." My chest heaved, nearly infuriated to death by this hotel employee, how could they be so easily deceived.
The female worker turned back, looking at me in astonishment.
The girl sighed, "Big sister, my mom has always been mentally unstable, always thinking I'm not her real child and wanting to send me away, sorry for the trouble."
"It's okay, it's not easy for a child to have to look after her own mom," the female worker said kindly with a smile, and left.
Is this worker blind?
Do I look that old, like someone who would have a teenage daughter?
It's really infuriating.
The girl, wearing milky white stockings, kneeled beside me, her cold hand caressing my cheek, "Su Wan, are you using the Kin-seeking Clothes? Oh, how pitiful you are, to have your blood drained while I'm here looking for you, you must be in so much pain, right?"
"Are you Tangtang?" I recalled the name of the little girl from my dreams, then immediately dismissed the notion, "No, you're not Tangtang, you just look a bit like her."
"Su Wan, how do you know my sister's name?" the girl immediately changed her expression, her cute face like an anime loli, turning somewhat fierce.
I sneered, trying to muster Spiritual Power to recover, my fingers also reaching for the cloth in my pocket, "We are all Mystic Arts Masters, you're allowed to know about me but am I not allowed to know about you? Even though you're short, from your face, you clearly look to be about sixteen, how do you have the face to act younger..."
"Shut up!! You old woman, you're in your twenties, what right do you have to talk about me! What standing do you have to say anything, you're much older than me, and you still dare to mock me for being short..." the girl, having hit a sore spot, raised her hand and struck at my face.
At that moment, I pulled out the cloth, about to tie it around her wrist when the matchbox on the table suddenly sprang open.
A red light burst forth.
The thing glowing with red light flapped its completely transparent wings and charged towards the girl.
The moment it neared the girl's skin, it shockingly split into two.
A smaller Red Centipede emerged, burrowing into the fine, white skin of the girl's neck, and disappeared...