Waiting for the Hare

News of Mrs. Ted's death spread like wildfire, reaching every corner of the town in just a few short hours.

In such an ordinary, remote little town, even the most trivial gossip could spread at astonishing speed, let alone a horrifying incident like Mrs. Ted's suspected murder.

However, much like certain departments, the town police, who had searched the cabin and found several mummified corpses, had no ability to deal with such a bizarre situation. The authorities therefore chose to seal off the information while applying to their superiors for support.

The town's former peace had been shattered, and everything seemed chaotic.

Lana Lang's room.

The curtains covered the windows, concealing the scene inside.

Clark cautiously perched on the edge of Lana Lang's bed with half his butt, secretly looking around his goddess's bedroom. Though he had done something as embarrassing as spying on her through binoculars before, Clark was a man of principles. As long as Lana Lang entered her room, he stopped looking.

So this was Clark's first time seeing Lana Lang's bedroom.

"What would you like to eat?"

Lana Lang came in carrying a tray of washed fruit. With a smile, she shrugged and said, "I baked some pizza myself, but it won't be ready until later."

"Thanks." Clark reservedly accepted an apple, then curiously looked at Jino, who was sitting in a chair in the corner. "You're not having any?"

"Not hungry." Jino shook his head and closed his eyes to rest. He suspected that Gerry had also mutated after being affected by Kryptonite.

Lana Lang set down the tray, gratitude written across her face. "Thank you for being willing to stay with me."

Most of her gaze rested on Jino, since he had been the one to suggest waiting at her house.

Lana Lang even felt somewhat ashamed. She should not have treated Jino so badly before. He was a good person.

"Mm. You should get into bed." Jino nodded faintly and glanced at the clock on the wall. It read "24:00."

"You'll keep watch over me, right?" Lana Lang nervously clutched the hem of her clothes.

"Of course. We'll be watching from outside." Clark rose to his feet with Jino, not forgetting to reassure Lana Lang.

"Click."

Someone turned off the lights as they left, and the once-bright room was gradually swallowed by darkness.

Following Jino's arrangements, Lana Lang lay down on the bed and slowly closed her eyes.

The girl's eyelids trembled. Too much had happened today, leaving her on edge. Especially after hearing Jino say that Gerry would likely come looking for her, Lana Lang's fear deepened further.

Lana Lang tossed and turned in bed, everything that had happened today replaying through her mind like scenes from a movie.

"Rustle—"

A sound came from outside the window, like the night wind sweeping leaves against the glass.

Lana Lang's body tensed, and she realized her breathing had quickened.

Had that thing come?

"Tap tap tap—"

Something seemed to be knocking on the glass. The sound became increasingly urgent, frightening Lana Lang so badly that she gripped the thin blanket tightly, wanting nothing more than to pull it over her face and bury her head like an ostrich in the sand.

But the sound did not stop.

In the silent night, amid the darkness of the room, it gradually subsided.

Yet this eerie silence made Lana Lang's heart race even faster, leaving her mouth dry.

After a brief silence—

"Scrape, scrape—"

The sound rang out again, but unlike before, it now seemed as though something was cutting through the glass, producing a harsh grating noise.

"Thud—"

Something seemed to enter the room, and an odor like rotten sludge spread through the air.

"Lana Lang." Gerry's slightly low voice sounded.

The figure stared at Lana Lang with a dazed expression as he walked toward her. "I'm taking you away to become my bride."

He drew closer and closer, until Lana Lang could clearly hear his heavy breathing.

Just as the girl could no longer hold back a terrified scream—

"Click—"

The lights came on, banishing the darkness and illuminating the scene.

A young man in a trendy black jacket, with slicked-back black hair and a delinquent air about him, was reaching his pale arm toward Lana Lang.

But the sudden light made him instinctively raise an arm to shield his eyes.

Suppressing his discomfort, Gerry coldly stared at the two figures standing outside the door. Then his gaze turned incomparably gloomy. "Why are you two here?"

Especially in Lana Lang's room. It involuntarily reminded Gerry of the threesome scenes in the porn he had watched.

As the image of his goddess being toyed with in all sorts of positions surfaced in his mind, his face gradually twisted into a vicious mask of rage.

"Gerry Ted, right?"

Jino did not answer Gerry's question. His eyes remained fixed on Gerry, his expression thoughtful.

Compared to his former slovenly appearance, the guy had not only grown taller, but his looks had changed somewhat as well. At the very least, the acne on his face had disappeared.

A mocking smile curled Jino's lips. "Did your mother taste good?"

Gerry froze slightly at Jino's words.

Then the young man bared his white teeth in a grin. "Honestly, she tasted pretty good."

It seemed these people had been to his house and discovered his secret.

Which meant they had to die even more.

Having made up his mind, Gerry extended both hands. His once-normal arms gradually twisted and deformed, swiftly transforming into a pair of sharp, scythe-like Mantis Blades.

"And now that you mention it, I'm getting a little hungry. You two are nice and tall, perfect for my next meal."

Before his words had even faded, Gerry opened his mouth and let out a strange cry. Then he kicked off with both legs, whipping up a gust of air as he leaped through the air, raising his sharp Mantis Blades to slash at their necks.

He would cut off their heads, suck their blood, feast on their flesh, and then take his bride away.

At that moment, Gerry's figure shot toward them like an afterimage.

Five meters, four meters, three meters—the distance closed rapidly, and a look of excitement even appeared on Gerry's face.

He could practically see the two headless corpses already.

The distance between them grew smaller and smaller. Then Gerry saw something that filled him with terror.

Jino's azure eyes were tracking his movements. His gaze could actually keep up with his speed?

Gerry was confused, but before his brain, filled with filthy thoughts, could figure out the connection, Jino moved.

"Why do you think you can kill me?"

The boy's tone was calm, but his raised right hand was anything but slow. It precisely seized Gerry's scythe-like arms.

Bang!

A clean shoulder throw slammed Gerry's body into the floor. The terrifying force shattered the floorboards, and the unsteady Clark fell through with Jino and Gerry into the first-floor living room.

"Th-That's impossible!" Gerry frowned in pain, his arms firmly locked by Jino as he looked up in terror at that calm face.

"Nothing is impossible."

Jino shook his head, exerted force with his right hand, and lifted Gerry again before smashing him brutally into the floor.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The repeated left-and-right slams easily smashed through the floor. Amid Lana Lang's screams, the dizzy Gerry recreated the infamous scene of "Hulk smashing the Second Prince of Asgard."

Thanks to reader 1455147117727412224 for the 200-point reward. There'll be an extra chapter after release for the boss~