Fang Zheng watched the furious girl kick at the reinforced concrete. She seemed completely unaware of his presence, doing nothing but violently kicking the well in front of her while muttering under her breath.
"Damn it, don't think this is over! Just you wait!"
With that, the silver-haired girl threw herself over the mouth of the well and shouted into it.
"You despicable little bug! People like you should be [-beep-] first, then [-beep-], and one day I'll [-beep-] you!!"
Whoa...
Listening to that string of censored profanity, Fang Zheng clicked his tongue in amazement. He had no idea who had provoked this young lady enough to make her say such vulgar things in a place like this.
After venting for a while, the silver-haired girl finally seemed to have calmed down. Only then did she turn around and look at Fang Zheng, who stood some distance away.
"You saw that?"
"More or less. It was rather hard to imagine."
As he spoke, Fang Zheng curiously examined the girl before him. Delicate, doll-like features, fair skin, long silvery-white hair, and an expression so indifferent that it barely changed. If he had not just seen her venting by the well, anyone would have taken her for one of those cold, Null-Null-Null ice-queen types.
In fact, her voice had lacked any noticeable inflection just now, not much different from Reiji's.
That was, if one ignored the scene of her yelling into the well earlier.
"Whenever I'm in a bad mood, I come here and vent into the well."
Yet unlike the heroines in many stories, who either flew into a rage from embarrassment or desperately begged for secrecy after their hidden side was exposed, the silver-haired girl seemed to regard it as nothing more than a trivial matter.
"Not a bad way