Based on his companions' reactions and the itch on his face, Luo Di immediately guessed what was happening.
At the same time,
he felt something licking the side of his face. Out of the corner of his eye, he could vaguely see a tongue that did not belong to him growing from his cheek, licking his face and about to reach the corner of his mouth.
Swish!
With inhuman decisiveness,
Luo Di swung his blade directly into his own cheek.
Drip, drip—the blood fell.
The licking sensation from the tongue vanished, but the itch shifted to the other side, accompanied by a woman's voice.
"Ah~ Such a youthful male body. You're stronger than any man I've ever seen, and your blood tastes so fresh... and so rich.
I've decided. Become my son-in-law, will you? If you agree, I won't kill you.
Don't worry, my daughter is quite pretty. Though she can't quite compare to the one beside you, she'll be dead soon enough."
Hearing such filthy, possessive words, the class monitor's expression turned incomparably ugly. Her body trembled faintly, as though the crowbar in her hand might swing out at any moment.
However,
Luo Di did not move. Unlike before, he did not swing his blade at the other half of his face.
The woman's voice continued from beside his cheek. "Why aren't you saying anything? Do you like staying like this with Auntie? That's fine. Auntie killed her ex-husband two years ago, so I'm single now too.
My daughter is still young anyway. She can take her time finding someone later~ You can live with Auntie instead."
Not long after the woman finished speaking,
a stabbing pain struck her, as though some corrosive poison were eating away at her skin.
Hiss!
The streetlights flickered madly.
The woman's face on