Chapter 19 Humans call this "dear"...
Ling Qiu stared at Anbote's crotch for two seconds, like a sluggish machine. She suddenly realized that Anbote's understanding of sex was devoid of any concept.
He learned a lot of random things from AI, but only some common sense.
The AI is unaware of the parts that it has set as prohibited words.
Ling Qiu raised her hand and gently touched Anbot's cheek with her slender fingers, which made her feel happy and a smile bloomed on her lips.
What's there to be afraid of in a monster that doesn't even have genitals? It knows absolutely nothing, haha.
“Look at me, don’t look at them,” Ling Qiu said softly.
“You’re my boyfriend, how can you look at other people?” Ling Qiu emphasized. Although the monster’s gaze was fixed on her, what if Anbote glanced at those people a few more times and learned something he shouldn’t have?
Ling Qiu stepped forward and gave "Li Jiale" a quick peck on the lips. It was a perfect face, no doubt about it.
But when she left, Ling Qiu found that her mind was filled with images of Li Jiale being verbally abused by those people. The images overlapped and were impossible to get out of her mind.
After taking a deep breath, Ling Qiu opened one of her frequently used apps to look for a new target.
It's easy to find; just look for it in her following list.
In order to completely shed Li Jiale's shadow, Ling Qiu found a dark-skinned woman with a great figure, but she didn't show her face.
But it doesn't matter; it's good enough to be able to use his body.
Ling Qiu showed the video to Anbote: "I'm getting tired of how you look now. Let's change to something like this. As for your face, let's use the one from when we first met. That one was also very handsome."
The monster's gaze was fixed on her face.
Ling Qiu urged, "Hurry up, we still need to kiss."
Upon hearing this, Anbot reacted very quickly. His body model became exactly the same as in the video, complete with a handsome face. Oh my, he was truly a feast for the eyes.
Ling Qiu looked at him with admiration; his skin was so good, it didn't even have pores.
She pointed to the monster's chest and ordered, "No pink this time."
At the same time, she was also a little regretful, sigh, she hadn't even had a chance to squeeze the pink one last time.
Ling Qiu's fingers unconsciously landed on Anbot's abdomen. Since becoming a single mother, Ling Qiu had never touched anyone else's abs before. She touched them a couple of times and found herself getting a little addicted, even increasing the pressure.
Just then, a deformed hand wrapped around her waist, and the monster was stroking her as if she were doing it, slowly and gently touching her stomach.
“Little belly…” He murmured.
Ling Qiu couldn't discern any emotion from it, only remembering that Anbote had previously mocked her for having a little belly.
With a "smack," she knocked the monster's hand away.
"Why..." the monster looked bewildered, "...kiss..."
He did not bend down, but his neck continued to extend and reach into Ling Qiu's arms. This strange scene made Ling Qiu frown.
Even the most handsome man would hardly arouse desire if he were twisted like this, right?
Ling Qiu felt that it was understandable that she had stared at Li Jiale's model for several days without having any thoughts about it.
She lowered her eyes and watched as the monster stretched its head into her arms and then kissed her stomach.
“…” Taking advantage of this break, Ling Qiu checked on Li Jiale’s condition again.
Hmm... the situation is still not optimistic.
She took a few screenshots and saved a clear video, intending to send it to Li Jiale later before turning off her computer.
A knock on the door startled Ling Qiu. Like most single women living alone, Ling Qiu hated the sound of knocking.
Who could be outside at this hour?
Ling Qiu retrieved the surveillance footage from the doorway, and to her surprise, the person standing outside was none other than the bald-headed Han she had seen last time. He looked drunk, and when no one opened the door for him, he started banging on it again.
The knocking also brought Anbot back to his normal form; his eyes were dark, as if he was displeased with the disturbance.
Ling Qiu wasn't stupid; she knew exactly what Lai Tou Han wanted to do here. Last time they met, Lai Tou Han must have realized she was a free person, right?
In Mante City, free agents are like stray dogs on the street; anyone can go and kick them.
But who says stray dogs can't bite people?
Ling Qiu's gaze drifted over Anbote. She clenched her fingers and said to Anbote in a soft voice, "You should know him, right? He's a despicable pervert who's trying to harass your girlfriend. I'm terrified. Can you help me?"
"What do you want to do?" He stared into Ling Qiu's eyes. He saw no fear in this woman's eyes, but could sense that she was very excited.
His bride, like Him, enjoys playing tricks on humans.
"I need you to share some of your strength with me," Ling Qiu said with a smile. "I can't beat a cyborg."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ling Qiu saw that Anbot's arm had changed. It was still the color of ***, but suddenly it turned into a fluid state, flowing from Anbot's body to hers, then merging together and gradually disappearing, as if nothing had happened.
Ling Qiu clearly felt her arm was full of power, and that unprecedented sense of power made her clench her fist tightly.
"Hmm..." Ling Qiu smiled; she really liked this feeling.
The tiny glimmer of light shattered into countless points of light, adorning her black, pearl-like eyes, like stars filling the night sky.
Ambot blinked for the first time in a long time. He didn't need to blink. Since becoming human, his eyes could stare at one spot indefinitely without ever needing to rest.
He blinked just now because he seemed to feel a slow yet rapid pulsation inside his body, in the place called the human chest. The sensation disappeared before he could even catch it.
A novel experience.
Ling Qiu had already gotten out of bed. For the first time, she walked out of the bedroom without any restraint and came to the living room in a generous manner, even looking forward to meeting Lai Tou Han.
How can this feeling be compared?
All I can say is that if you also live alone, if you have also had your door banged on by a strong, unfamiliar man late at night or during the day, or if you have also experienced being suddenly awakened in the middle of the night to hear someone trying to pry open your door's keyhole, if you have also noticed the unreserved gaze of a delivery person or courier staring into your home, but you don't even dare to glare back.
You can then understand the sense of satisfaction churning in Ling Qiu's chest at this moment.
She flung open the door abruptly. The bald-headed Han wasn't even much taller than her. She looked at him straight in the eye, her gaze cold and indifferent.
"Is there something you need?" Ling Qiu asked.
The drunken, bald-headed Han was completely oblivious to her anger, or rather, he didn't care what kind of emotions a free man might exude.
All he knew was the rule in Mante City: free men were at the bottom of society and could be treated however they pleased.
"Hehe..." Bald-headed Han laughed, reeking of alcohol. "Little girl, if you don't want to die, you'd better obediently invite me in, otherwise I'll sell you to a brothel and have you slept with by the lowest of the low in the slums!"
He seemed to think it was a harsh statement, and he was extremely excited when he said it.
Ling Qiu laughed happily and stepped aside to let him in, saying, "It's my pleasure."
She said with a smile.
This unexpected reaction made the bald-headed Han Ming pause for a moment. Ling Qiu guessed that he hadn't drunk much at all, at least not to the point of being incoherent.
He came to see her with the intention of raping her.
"Aren't you coming in?" Ling Qiu invited again with a smile.
At that moment, she suddenly understood a sentence she had seen online before.
When you realize that you have absolute control over a person's life, then nothing they do can provoke you anymore.
"Hurry up and come in." She adjusted her bra strap. "I just took a shower, you're just in time."
"Damn it!" Bald-headed Han cursed, "You filthy bitch! You slut!"
He swaggered into Ling Qiu's door.
Ling Qiu quickly closed the door and locked it.
The sound of the cold mechanical lock snapped Lai Tou Han back to his senses. The room was pitch black, without a single ray of light. It was a small room where you could see the whole thing at a glance, but for some reason... it just gave him the creeps.
It's as if those dark places harbor unpredictable dangers that could erupt at any moment.
Ling Qiu carefully put on gloves. Although Anbot was here, she thought it best not to leave any fingerprints on Rascal Han.
"Do you prefer size S or size L?" she asked softly.
Bald-headed Han glanced back at her and said disdainfully, "Of course I want the big one!"
Then, he paused, and added, "No, that's not right. I don't want anything the hell, I just want to fuck you!"
In the past, Ling Qiu would have been furious at these words, and her mood would have plummeted. For a long time afterward, she would have thought about this humiliating history.
But now, she only felt that he was like a stupid pig that was about to be served at the dinner table, howling desperately.
"Don't want it? This option is terrible," Ling Qiu said. If he didn't choose the knife, wouldn't it hurt even more if he used his bare hands?
The woman's strangely confident demeanor made Lai Tou Han uneasy. He couldn't help but scrutinize Ling Qiu again, and then realized that his judgment was correct.
This is a despicable free man.
Bald-headed Han sneered. This woman had probably been with countless men long ago, hadn't she? He was the one who lost out today!
Ling Qiu didn't care what Lai Tou Han was thinking at all; she walked straight toward him.
In the dim light, Bald Han noticed that she was wearing gloves on both hands and couldn't help but mutter, "You're pretty damn particular..."
Before he could finish speaking, Lai Tou Han suddenly felt something was off. Why was she wearing gloves?
However, in the next second, a tremendous force slammed the bald-headed Han against the wall. The black-haired woman in front of him grabbed his Adam's apple, her fingers tightening, veins bulging on her wrist, as if she wanted to crush his throat with her bare hands!
Bald Han suddenly had difficulty breathing, his throat was both sore and itchy. He struggled violently, scratching and kicking wildly, but these were nothing under the suppression of absolute power.
He was like a tiny, weak ant that could be crushed at any moment.
Ling Qiu raised her eyebrows. She finally understood how those cyborgs viewed her. She never imagined that someone as insignificant as her would have the chance to turn her life around one day.
"Is that enough?" Ling Qiu asked softly.
Lai Tou Han's face turned bright red, and he could barely breathe. He could only nod frantically.
Ling Qiu shook her head: "It's far from enough."
Next, she threw Lai Tou Han over her shoulder, slamming him to the ground. She heard the sound of bones breaking, and Lai Tou Han, unable to breathe, couldn't even scream.
"You're going to rape me, aren't you?" Ling Qiu looked down at him, scrutinizing him. "You might even kill me afterwards. This is nothing."
“Mr. Han, let’s make a choice.” Ling Qiu paused in front of the bald-headed Han with broken bones. Her expression was cold yet gentle, a mixture that made her seem cruel.
“There are three balls on the man’s body.” Ling Qiu began to slowly examine his pants. “I’m curious, which one do you care about the most?”
A pair of cool, slender fingers handed him an eyebrow trimmer and then covered his eyes.
Bald-headed Han choked up.
"You have to make your own choice. Which ball do you want, the one on top or the one on the bottom?" In the pitch-black night, Ling Qiu's voice even had a hint of etherealness.
"What are you doing?!" Bald Han shouted, staring in horror at the terrifying woman, unable to understand why this free man possessed such formidable strength.
"Haven't I made myself clear enough?" Ling Qiu's fingers began to touch his eyeballs, and then slowly rubbed them in.
The feeling of a foreign object in his eye was extremely uncomfortable. Bald Han tried his best to dodge it, but it felt like his ribs were broken, and he felt a sharp pain in his chest with every movement.
“If you choose the top two, you can cut off the bottom ones yourself,” Ling Qiu said. “If you want the bottom ones, I’ll dig them out for you myself.”
She spoke these words calmly and naturally.
Bald Han kept one eye tightly shut, glaring at her with the other, and said, "Impossible! You wouldn't dare do that! You're a free man; if I investigate later, can you bear the consequences? Let me tell you, I work for Hank, I'm in the city center..."
"Shh, shh, shh." Ling Qiu interrupted his impassioned speech. "You don't need any reasons to make a choice; you just need to give the answer."
I'll count to three.
"one."
"two……"
Bald-headed Han unconsciously swallowed. This is impossible! What is this crazy woman saying?! This is impossible!!
"three."
As Ling Qiu finished speaking, she looked at the hand of the bald-headed Han, who was still gripping the eyebrow trimmer tightly and hadn't moved, and nodded: "It seems you've made your choice."
Her fingers plunged straight in without any hesitation; she was truly putting her heart into the "digging" motion.
"Aaaaaaah!!!" The excruciating pain of his muscles being torn apart made Lai Tou Han scream. An unprecedented sense of fear filled his heart. Because it was a sensitive area, he could clearly feel his eyeballs being torn out of their sockets.
"Wait!!" Bald-headed Han screamed, panicking. "I was wrong! I was wrong, Miss. I shouldn't have said those awful things tonight, and I shouldn't have bothered you so abruptly! I'll never do it again, please forgive me!"
Ling Qiu blinked. Her dark eyes, when staring intently at someone, always sent a chill down one's spine.
"No, no, you're not wrong. How could you be wrong? I'm a filthy bitch. I'm the one who's wrong."
"I'm so sorry!!!" the bald-headed Han cried out, "It was my fault, I shouldn't have called you that... Please forgive me!"
"Impossible." Ling Qiu pursed her lips. "I don't need your apology at all. If you could completely subdue me tonight, and I were the one begging for mercy, would you listen?"
"No way..." Ling Qiu exerted force and spun the sticky ball out.
Blood splattered, and Bald Han convulsed as he covered his left eye.
“It’s time for the next one.” Ling Qiu didn’t forget to chat with him. “I heard that you need an original eyeball model to get a prosthetic eye, otherwise the rejection reaction will be very serious, and the price is also very high. When I gouge out your second eyeball, I’ll crush it without any hesitation, okay?”
She stared coldly at the bald-headed Han, showing no mercy whatsoever. Even if she ruined this man tonight, she wouldn't feel any remorse.
Fear gripped Bald Han, and he finally began to understand that he had to make a choice.
Compared to the eyes... then the testicles are... of course, insignificant.
And who knows if this perverted woman will actually let him out after she gouges out his eyeballs? If he can't see anything then, that would be the real end for him!
Wait until he escapes...
Bald Han gritted his teeth and began to move his hands with trembling hands. However, he only had a small eyebrow trimmer in his hand, which made cutting quite difficult. He had to use all his strength to cut and sharpen it back and forth. As he cut, he cried out in pain and his face was covered in blood.
“That’s more like it,” Ling Qiu said. “Then I’ll keep your eyeball safe for now.”
...
Everything that happened inside the house was being observed by someone, whose gaze was fixed on Ling Qiu with great interest.
Look how well His chosen wife matches Him!
Amidst the blood and gore, the bald-headed Han Tuoli, bleeding profusely, collapsed on the floor, still pleading, "Please forgive me, let me go..."
Ling Qiu straightened up, stared at him for a long time, and slowly a smile spread across her lips.
So this is what it feels like to be in control.
So what if she has to associate with monsters? She doesn't want to be at the bottom of this world anymore, and she doesn't want to be trampled on by anyone anymore.
Black tentacles roamed freely along the walls of the room, leaving bulges and surging marks everywhere. They intertwined and stuck together, rushing towards the same spot as if they were alive, and then countless tentacles transformed into a tangible hand.
Ling Qiu gently placed her hand on it.
She felt great: "It was a pleasure working with you, boyfriend."
"Aren't you going to kill them?" His voice was ethereal and distant, seemingly coming from the sky even though it was so close.
Ling Qiu shook his head and said, "In this world, there are many endings that are more tragic than death."
Ling Qiu recalls that when chips were being promoted, one of the advertising slogans was "record the beautiful moments in life." Later, after chips were widely used, the government even imposed mandatory promotion on them, claiming that this would greatly reduce the crime rate.
Since then, individuals have no longer been able to delete their personal life records stored on the chip.
Ling Qiu only learned today that the contents of a chip can not only be deleted, but also modified.
Or rather, it was forged.
She dared to say that she was absolutely the first person from the lower class in the entire city of Mante to know about this situation.
Ling Qiu fell into deep thought. If a person is completely unaware that they have been violated and that their chip memories have been tampered with, then what is impossible in this world?
"What are you thinking about?" The monster's voice brought Ling Qiu back to reality.
"It's nothing." Ling Qiu raised an eyebrow, looking at the bloodstains on the ground and the unconscious bald-headed Han, and asked, "You'll take care of this for me, right? Boyfriend."
This is no big deal for the monster.
However, He still wanted to get something from her.
"Miss, do you remember what you promised?"
Ling Qiu paused for a second, then remembered. She happily opened her chat account and, right in front of the monster, blocked that exploitative boss.
"Wow, I've wanted to kick him out for ages! Just thinking about getting all 50,000 from Li Jiale's deal makes me so excited."
After a pause, Ling Qiu suddenly felt a little regretful: "Oh dear, I should have scolded him before blocking him."
"It smells disgusting." Ling Qiu frowned, sniffed her fingertips, and then kissed the monster's cheek familiarly and naturally. "I need to take another shower. Could you please help me clean up these things in the living room?"
The monster stared at her face, feeling that listening to her wasn't a good thing, but it couldn't bear to refuse.
The bride He foretold was truly to His liking.
Ling Qiu didn't say anything more and went straight into the bathroom.
This is just a test. Whether Anbot listens to her or not, it's all within her acceptable range.
This monster wants something from her; He wants her to be His bride. If it really is related to that cult in the temple, Ling Qiu guesses He might need some kind of sacrificial ritual.
Perhaps the prerequisite for this ceremony is that the bride must be willing, which is why He is willing to spend so much time on her and obey her every word.
This was the most reasonable possibility Ling Qiu could think of after dealing with the monster for several days.
She didn't really care. If it made her life more comfortable, she was willing to sacrifice herself. After all, she was going to die sooner or later anyway.
When Ling Qiu came out of the bathroom again, the room had been completely renovated.
There was no smell, no bloodstains left, and Bald Han had vanished.
After guessing the monster's purpose, Ling Qiu's fear in the face of it vanished.
What can He do to her? She's just a worthless person anyway.
Ling Qiu praised him: "You did a great job! You must be the best boyfriend in the world!"
Her praise was so perfunctory; the transformed monster sat on the dining table, too lazy to even lift its eyelids.
But the next second, He felt her fly over like a little bird and touch His face with her soft lips.
Humans call this a kiss.
Well... it actually feels pretty good.
The monster looked up, and the light focused on the dining table, dimming the surrounding scenery. The woman in front of him sat so clearly and realistically beside him.
To be honest, this was the first time He had really looked at His bride.
He has no interest in what humans look like; in fact, he has no concept of aesthetics, and appearance is meaningless to him.
However, His bride clearly did not think so.
She values appearance highly, only liking handsome faces and figures in the human sense, and... she gets bored with them quite quickly.
That doesn't matter. As long as she likes it, it can change its appearance every day. They don't pursue beauty, they only pursue power.
However, His bride was indeed weak.
Humans are already insignificant and powerless enough, but she happens to be the weakest of all humankind.
Pale skin, thin arms and legs, she looked so pitiful.
He remembered that Ling Qiu was so delicate that she couldn't even eat meat, which seemed to be due to her constitution.
But now, He has already given her a portion of His power. She was so powerful when she was bullying that spineless man.
"Perhaps you can try eating meat," the monster suddenly said.
Ling Qiu was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously looked at her palm. She clenched her fist and then released it, feeling a surge of power throughout her body.
But never mind...
Ling Qiu shook her head: "That meat tastes disgusting, let's forget about it, the nutrient solution will do. Besides, I'm earning more money now, so I can buy better nutrient solution next time."
For some reason, He was somewhat reluctant to do so.
The sudden appearance of the blue screen interrupted their conversation. Ling Qiu glanced at it and saw that it was a message from Li Jiale.
"Um... is there any result yet?"
Tsk tsk.
Ling Qiu kept rubbing her fingertips, feeling a little reluctant to tell Li Jiale the news.
She asked tactfully, "Did you invite anyone to your house before this period of unusual activity?"
“My friend comes occasionally,” Li Jiale said, “but he’s come before.”
"Has anyone new come here? Think about it carefully."
Li Jiale thought for a moment and said, "Oh right! When I signed with the company, my agent came to my house to collect some of my documents."
“All Star Era Company?” Ling Qiu said. “Then do you think the strange things started to appear after this agent arrived?”
This time, Li Jiale didn't reply quickly. Ling Qiu stared at the chat box typing for a while before receiving his message: "What do you mean?"
Ling Qiu then sent all the photos and videos in one go.
And he added, "They can access your chip, which means that what you know, they'll know the next time they come."
After sending that message, Ling Qiu received no further messages from Li Jiale. The other end went completely silent, and there wasn't even a typing prompt anymore.
Ling Qiu thought that she had finished the work and received the money, so the matter was settled.
“You don’t seem very happy?” Amber whispered in her ear. “Are you feeling sorry for him?”
"No, not at all," Ling Qiu replied. This kind of thing isn't new in the entertainment industry.
The powerful and wealthy will use celebrities to make deals with each other; she has no time to be sad about such things.
But the monster clearly didn't believe him: "You're lying."
He said, “You like this person; you pity him.”
"What are you babbling about?" Ling Qiu interrupted his guessing. "I only like you. How many times do I have to say that?"
She did say it, but it's clear that Amber didn't fully believe it.
Ling Qiu turned around, grabbed Anbot's head, and said with a burning gaze, "In that case, why don't we try something new?"
She pried open Ambot's mouth, peeked inside, and then showed Him a 3D view of a human mouth.
"It has to look like this inside; it can't be completely empty."
The monster pursed its lips, about to break free from her grasp, when it heard the rest of her sentence: "Hurry up, once you've healed, let's try a new kind of kiss."
"..."
After a few seconds of pause, He began to diligently construct the inside of His mouth according to the diagram.
Why do people have to look so complicated in places where no one can see them?
The monster was very obedient in such trivial matters, which pleased Ling Qiu.
She kept her word. After witnessing Ambot's mouth heal, she pried open his mouth again and inserted two fingers inside.
It was a...wonderful sensation.
Surprisingly, it's just like human skin; it's neither slippery nor wet.
She couldn't help but play with the monster's tongue a couple of times before bringing her lips closer and slowly pressing them together.
It wasn't the first time they'd kissed, but this time she was planning to stick her tongue out.
From beginning to end, Ling Qiu's fingers were pinched on Anbot's chin, afraid that he might suddenly become fierce and bite her. Fortunately, he looked completely dazed, and his eyes, which were staring at her, remained unchanged, as if he didn't have any bad intentions.
A warm, moist sensation rubbed against Him intimately.
His bride called this a new kiss.
The monster's eyes were deep and unfathomable, and at the same time, countless tentacles sprouted from its body, roaming freely throughout the room. Even its dark eyes seemed to be about to unleash their tentacles...
Unbeknownst to Ling Qiu, while still conducting the experiment, she felt her body being firmly bound.
She came to her senses and then noticed the dense, rope-like black tentacles wrapped around her body.
"..." Ling Qiu asked, "Don't you like this?"
Before she could finish speaking, she saw Anbote touch his lips, his eyes and gestures suggesting a lingering sense of satisfaction.
Ah, it seems He likes it.
Ling Qiu's doubts deepened, and she continued, "Ah, in that case, I will never do that again. I will fully respect your opinion."
“No…” He uttered a very soft, almost murmured sound.
“Then let go of me,” Ling Qiu said.
The monster didn't speak, it just kept bringing its lips closer, but Ling Qiu dodged it just before they touched.
“No,” she said. “You kiss me badly, and you don’t respect my opinion. You’re not good at all.”
The monster stopped. Had it done something wrong? It was indeed its first time trying, and the feeling was strange, as if she were licking not only its human mouth, but also all its nerves.
Nerves can communicate with each other, and tentacles can communicate with each other, if the monster is willing.
In order to experience this feeling again, the tentacles released Ling Qiu. Although they still wrapped around her waist, arms, and calves, they were at least very light and did not interfere with Ling Qiu's movements at all.
Um……
Ling Qiu was satisfied.
With complete freedom, she slowly leaned forward again and gently touched Anbote's skin with her lips. This time, she didn't even feel any resistance when she stuck out her tongue. It was as if it could read her mind and parted her lips on its own.
Ling Qiu leaned forward, and gradually, she placed her foot on His instep, and sat down in His lap. From beginning to end, the tentacles tightly surrounded her, but did not bind or restrict her.
She kissed him without restraint, even though she herself was a novice and her kissing skills were probably not very good, but it was still better than the monster in front of her.
Honestly, what is there for her to worry about when there's no tool for the crime, or even what kind of monster it is?
The lighting at the dining table was dim and yellowish, casting a soft, warm golden glow on the two objects, like honey poured between them, slightly sticky, making them inseparable.
Just as Ling Qiu was about to take things further, even as her hand reached Anbote's chest, wanting to explore the place she had long wanted to explore but had never been able to...
A dull pain suddenly shot through her lower abdomen, becoming intense...
Ling Qiu visibly choked, and even subconsciously clenched her teeth; human teeth are quite strong.
The monster's tongue was thus chipped open in a barely perceptible way. Naturally, it didn't bleed, but no one knew if it felt any pain.
He looked up, perhaps wanting to interrogate her, to ask if all her initiative tonight was just a prelude to biting him now.
However, the monster paused when it saw Ling Qiu's cold sweat and pale complexion.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
Ling Qiu waved her hand, clutching her stomach tightly and trying to curl herself up into a ball.
"It's my period." Ling Qiu pursed her lips tightly; the terrible environment of Mante City was taking a toll on her health day by day.
Ling Qiu, who never experienced menstrual cramps, started experiencing them two years ago, and each time they became more severe.
Ah... I should have eaten hot instant noodles today. It must be because I drank the chilled nutritional supplement from the refrigerator.
Her periods even became irregular, sometimes once a month, sometimes twice a month. When her menstrual cramps were severe, she could lie in bed all day.
"...What is that?" The monster racked its brains, searching through all the knowledge it had acquired. After a long while, it asked, "Do you have menstrual cramps?"
Ling Qiu kept her eyes tightly closed, too weak to even speak, her forehead resting on the dining table, completely still.
But soon, she suddenly had a strange feeling. A wonderful flow came through her body, and the pain suddenly lessened, even disappearing completely at an extremely fast speed.
Ling Qiu was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that Anbote was gone.
She looked down at her forearm, where the pale blue veins had turned pitch black.
“…Where did you go?” Ling Qiu choked up; she had already guessed.
"Can't you feel it, miss?" the monster's voice echoed in her head. "I'm inside your body."
Author's Note: Love Can Heal Pain (A Truly Effective Version)
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