"Downton!!!"
What did it feel like to wake from a coma and see a blood-covered supervillain?
Although Lois had only graduated a year ago, she had traveled far and wide and seen plenty.
Even so, the moment she recognized Downton, her eyes rolled back violently, and the upper body she had just sprung upright slumped back onto the hospital bed.
Seeing Lois about to lose consciousness again, Downton irritably grabbed the collar of her business suit and casually slapped her.
Smack!
After the crisp sound, light returned to Lois's pupils. She looked at Downton in a daze and murkily asked,
"My face hurts. Am I dreaming, or is this hell?
The ninjas killed me, right? And you wouldn't be in heaven, so why did I go to hell?!"
"Enough. Stop putting on an act, and don't think I can't tell that you're wishing I'd go to hell.
It's a blessing, not a curse, because heaven and hell are both just entertainment to me. If I ever got the chance to go have some fun there...
Heh. Not to brag, but the people in heaven and hell would really suffer when that happened!"
As he joked, Downton gripped Lois by the collar and forcibly hauled the girl off the bed.
Her high heels trembled as they found the ground. Lois timidly clutched the wrist holding her collar and asked softly,
"I understand. Can you let go of me? I... at least I didn't give the phone to anyone. I didn't break our promise."
As she said that, Lois nervously bit her lower lip. She felt that excuse was rather flimsy.
But hearing Lois's explanation, Downton smiled and nodded.
"Yeah, you did pretty well. You barely managed to uphold our promise, so I didn't kill your father. I only shattered both his