Looking at Fuse Cui before him, Fang Zheng felt for the first time as if he had somehow traveled six years into the future.
She was supposed to still be a little girl, so why...
Had he opened the door wrong?
Fang Zheng silently closed the bathroom door, then opened it again. The face before him was still both unfamiliar and familiar.
"Brother Fang Zheng?"
"Uh... You go ahead and wash up... Sorry, I didn't know you were in there..."
Muttering to himself, Fang Zheng closed the bathroom door again and slapped his face.
What was going on? Had he been cursed or something?
If the person before Fang Zheng had been the Cui he knew, he would not have cared all that much. The problem was that the one standing before him was a vibrant girl of fifteen or sixteen. That was entirely different. Fang Zheng's emotions became a tangled mess, and he did not know what to say.
How should he put it? It was like a father suddenly seeing his daughter enter puberty... a conflicting mix of "my child has finally grown up" and "how did my child grow up so fast?"
Could the mental attacks from those monsters earlier have made him hallucinate?
Fang Zheng wiped his face, got dressed again, and left the bathroom, intending to rest in the bedroom first.
However, when Fang Zheng left the bathroom and passed through the living room, he heard the thud-thud-thud of chopping coming from the kitchen.
Who was cooking?
Curious, Fang Zheng poked his head toward the kitchen, then froze.
In the kitchen stood a girl with lovely blue hair and a slender figure. She wore a white apron and looked exactly like a newlywed wife cooking for her husband.
"Wait, Yoshino?"
"Ah, Mr. Fang Zheng..."
Hearing