Yurina Takishiro

"Verifying identity... Warning, identity verification fai... Identity verification successful. Please proceed."

The cold electronic voice cut off halfway through, replaced by Jiang Er's voice. The metal door before An Qingyu slowly rose, and the lights in the pitch-black corridor flickered on section by section.

An Qingyu calmly stepped inside.

At the end of the corridor stood an enormous room that occupied nearly a third of the entire experimental area. Massive one-way glass walls enclosed it on all sides. From outside the glass, An Qingyu could clearly see everything within.

White floor tiles, white bedding, white walls, white ceiling... Within the spotless white room, a figure in a dark teal surgical gown was curled up in a single-seat sofa, holding a controller connected to the television on the opposite wall.

On the television screen, a plumber in red overalls threw his red cap like a boomerang, skillfully collecting coins from the ground as he ran toward the green pipe at the end of the level.

He was a very tall, very slender boy, with refined, striking features and an exceptionally handsome appearance. He was even more stunning than Uncle Kyosuke had been in his youth, like a beautiful young man who had stepped out of a fairy tale. His long snow-white hair was nearly taller than he was, spilling over the sofa like silk, cascading from its edge to the floor like a waterfall.

His complexion was an unhealthy shade of pale, but his eyes, fixed intently on the screen, were bright and lively. Looking closely, one could see that his pupils differed somewhat from those of ordinary people. His twin pupils resembled a pair of cross-shaped stars, faintly glimmering within his black eyes.

"This is a thirteen-year-old child?" Jiang Er's astonished voice rang out beside An Qingyu. "With that height