Night gradually fell.

Why hasn't she come back yet, so late?

The man wearing gold-rimmed glasses re-entered the house looking anxious, and then shouted in a slightly hurried tone.

"You need to say something to her sometimes! You can't always spoil her like this!"

The woman also looked anxious, but what she said at that moment undoubtedly had the tendency to add fuel to the fire.

That's what they say...

The man frowned, and before he could finish explaining, he unexpectedly noticed a figure trying to enter through the doorway.

The hope in the man's eyes gradually intensified.

"I'm back."

The moment Youyi's voice rang out, the hope in the man's eyes dimmed, replaced by deep disdain and contempt.

Yui lowered her head slightly, like an inconspicuous ant.

"you……"

Suddenly, the woman spoke, her eyes turning to Yui.

A glimmer of hope flashed in Yui's eyes.

She looked at the woman expectantly, how she longed to feel tenderness from this woman who was nominally a "mother," but reality was far more cruel than fantasy.

The woman didn't see the expectation in Youyi's eyes at all. She just said coldly, "Go wash the dishes and then go with your father to find pears."

Unexpected, yet, it was exactly what Yui had anticipated.

Yui nodded stiffly, like a walking corpse, and walked to the kitchen to start washing the dishes.

The man and woman had already left their home.

Yui was the only one left in the house.

It was as if they had been abandoned.

Although she hasn't eaten yet.

Compared to her sister, Yui is like someone who is completely unwanted in this family.

Meanwhile, Pear, whom the two were longing for day and night, was outside chatting with a group of friends.

The friends were overjoyed, and the group of girls had rosy cheeks.

They are like ripe red apples.

As the leader of the small group, Pear was surrounded by people.

This is their little activity; after stealing other people's wages, they can then enjoy a good, carefree meal.

However, this time the carefree period lasted a little too long.

And then it got dark, and no one knew what the group of girls were thinking.

However, no matter what, it's already so dark, and some people will be happy to see a group of young and beautiful girls openly strolling around outside.

"Forehead!"

Pear let out a loud burp, and her rosy cheeks turned red once again.

The other girls weren't much better off than Pear; while they weren't so drunk they couldn't walk, they were still quite tipsy.

"I'm home!"

As a girl spoke, the group formed by these drunken girls gradually fell apart.

Everyone went back to their own homes and to their own mothers.

After saying goodbye to the last classmate, only Pear remained from the tipsy little group.

The darkness swallowed everything, and even the drunken pear felt a sense of fear.

"Uh! Don't try to scare me... I'm not easily frightened!"

Pear burped from drinking and started stammering.

At that moment, a figure suddenly flashed through the darkness.

The figure appeared to be at least two meters tall, but because it was already dark, it was impossible to make out its features.

However, the figure was extremely fast, and its target was the drunken pear.

A hand suddenly shot out, moving with incredible speed.

However, just as they were about to take Pear away, a strange white-haired man suddenly bumped into Pear.

Pear was already quite drunk, and caught completely off guard, she was knocked down by the strange man.

He fell down like a gourd, until he crashed into a tree and came to a stop.

The two-meter-tall figure, realizing it couldn't catch the pear, decisively chose to give up.

It returned to darkness and vanished.

"etc!"

The white-haired strange man reached out his hand, as if trying to grab the figure.

But the moment he reached out his hand, the white-haired monster's body suddenly trembled.

He collapsed to his knees, clutching his stomach in pain.

"Did forcibly overdrawing the power of the moon make my body even worse...?"

The white-haired strange man slowly uttered a language that shouldn't be used here—Chinese.

At that moment, the skin on the white-haired monster twisted once again.

It looked even dirtier and more disgusting.

This person was none other than Tu Xiaohei, who had been missing for a long time.

At the beginning, due to the battle, Tu Xiaohei suffered considerable injuries and fell into a coma.

Furthermore, the fact that he was on the sea instead of in a city after the transformation ended undoubtedly made things even worse for his body.

Fortunately, although Tu Xiaohei had lost consciousness, he still managed to activate the power of the moon while unconscious.

That's how he barely managed to save his life.

Even so, Tu Xiaohei was still being tossed about by the seawater.

Ultimately, it drifted far from the borders of China and landed on the shores of Japan.

When Tu Xiaohei woke up, he had already noticed that something was wrong with his body.

Prolonged immersion in seawater caused numerous blisters and strange red swellings to appear on his body. In addition, the internal injuries continued to worsen, making his appearance even more miserable.

The people projected through the water's spray showed absolutely no resemblance to each other, except that their hair color remained the same as before, which was white.

In addition, the long period of drifting at sea resulted in him having nothing on him that could prove his identity.

Even if they wanted to go back, they were treated like madmen and driven away.

Left with no other choice, Tu Xiaohei could only hide for the time being. Once the power of the moon within him was restored, he could activate teleportation again and return to his home.

However, once someone falls on hard times, they shouldn't expect to turn things around.

The accumulation of lunar power has become unusually slow compared to before, and coupled with the subtle internal injuries appearing in my body, I constantly need the lunar power that I have finally managed to recover from to heal.

During this period, he barely managed to save up a tiny bit of lunar power.

Just a few hours earlier, Tu Xiaohei had exhausted his remaining lunar power and even overdrawn a significant amount of it for the sake of that girl, whose fate was unclear—whether it was suicide or an accidental injury.

Just now, Tu Xiaohei's intense activity once again successfully caused his body to completely break down.

The internal injuries, which had been slowly recovering thanks to the power of the moon, were instantly aggravated.

In an instant, everything went back to square one, and the situation was even worse than before.