We're Already in a Relationship Where We Eat Together

Kanzaki Rin left, taking Yagawa Ryoka's corpse with her.

This corpse was her "trophy," which she could use to gain merit, commendations, and a promotion within the Disaster Countermeasure Department.

Fang Cheng did not know how she intended to fabricate a combat scenario that wouldn't arouse suspicion from the Department without exposing herself.

That was Kanzaki Rin's problem to solve; judging by her confident demeanor, nothing should go wrong.

After Kanzaki Rin departed, Fang Cheng spent half the night cleaning his home. He didn't forget to spend over two hours training to earn his daily physical fitness points before finally falling asleep, exhausted.

Kanzaki Rin acted quickly. The next morning, people from a furniture company arrived at Fang Cheng's door to deliver a brand-new set of furniture.

Of course, these weren't high-end pieces; no matter how wealthy Kanzaki Rin was, she wouldn't spend that kind of money on Fang Cheng.

Fang Cheng was perfectly satisfied. The joy of getting something for free isn't about the value, but the fact that you got it at all.

"The pig's blood you wanted."

Kanzaki Rin didn't arrive until noon, tossing a large bag of fresh pig's blood directly at Fang Cheng. He had no idea where she had managed to get it.

Besides the blood, Kanzaki Rin also brought a massive amount of data Fang Cheng required—not in paper form, of course, but stored on a micro USB drive.

Kanzaki Rin tossed the drive to Fang Cheng: "You have one day to view this information. After that, it must be completely destroyed and deleted."

"One day?"

Fang Cheng asked in surprise: "If there's too much, I won't be able to memorize it all in a day."

Kanzaki Rin showed no mercy: "That is your problem. Regardless, this data must be destroyed by tomorrow. Neither you nor I can afford the responsibility if it leaks."

In other words, had Kanzaki Rin smuggled all this data out illegally?

Wow, this woman's heart must be pitch black inside; she was blatantly breaking the law.

Fang Cheng didn't argue with her about it, just shrugged and said: "I'll do my best."

Kanzaki Rin's gaze fell on the bag of fresh pig's blood, and she asked: "Aren't you going to eat it?"

She seemed to have a serious obsession with Fang Cheng's blood-drinking habit.

"I am. Why would I ask you to buy it if I wasn't?"

Fang Cheng carried the pig's blood into the kitchen.

Kanzaki Rin followed him. Seeing Fang Cheng skillfully turn on the stove and boil water, she couldn't help but ask: "What are you doing?"

Fang Cheng pulled several boxes of vermicelli noodles he had specifically bought that morning out of the fridge and replied: "Eating. What else would I be doing?"

"This is how you eat it?"

Seeing the vermicelli, Kanzaki Rin finally understood what Fang Cheng meant by "eating."

"Are you messing with me?"

She demanded angrily. No matter how bizarre things were, a vampire couldn't possibly eat boiled pig's blood—that was human food.

If a vampire's diet was the same as a human's, could they even be called a vampire?

They might as well be called a "pig-blood-and-vermicelli-stew ghost."

Kanzaki Rin already believed Fang Cheng was intentionally toying with her, especially after she had scoured the entire market to get him fresh pig's blood.

Seeing Kanzaki Rin's angry expression, Fang Cheng shook his head: "I don't know if other vampires eat it, but I happen to like it this way. You shouldn't limit a race to a specific diet; that's stereotyping and racial discrimination."

I swear...

At that moment, Kanzaki Rin really wanted to curse, but her upbringing forced her to swallow it back.

Fang Cheng, still holding the vermicelli, turned back and asked: "Want to eat together?"

"Keep it for yourself and eat your fill."

Kanzaki Rin shot him a cold glare and turned to leave the kitchen.

"Thanks for the meal."

Kanzaki Rin set down her bowl and chopsticks, gently wiping her cherry lips with a tissue.

Fang Cheng glanced at the empty pot of pig's blood and vermicelli, then let his gaze drift to Kanzaki Rin's rather impressive chest.

Unlike Asaka Akie, Kanzaki Rin wasn't shy; she glared right back with sharp eyes: "What are you looking at?"

Fang Cheng sighed: "I finally understand why you don't gain weight even though you eat more than I do. Turns out the nutrition just goes where it's supposed to."

Facing Fang Cheng's near-harassment, Kanzaki Rin remained unfazed: "You have less than 24 hours left to look at the data. If you keep wasting your precious time on such meaningless things, I will consider destroying the data immediately."

"We're already at the point where we share a table for meals, can't you be a little more flexible?"

"You just wasted another few seconds."

"Hmph, heartless woman."

Fang Cheng tossed the bowl and chopsticks to Kanzaki Rin to wash and ducked into the bedroom to start reviewing the data she had brought.

The information was divided into two parts: the Supernatural Creature Compendium and the selection and training mechanisms for superpowered individuals within the Disaster Countermeasure Department.

The index for the Supernatural Creature Compendium alone contained over ten thousand entries, totaling at least several million words. It was impossible to finish reading it all in a single day.

Fang Cheng suspected that Kanzaki Rin was doing this on purpose, but since it was an open trap, he was helpless.

Fang Cheng tried to copy and paste, but unfortunately, Kanzaki Rin had long anticipated he would pull such a stunt. He didn't know how she had configured it, but not a single word could be copied from the flash drive, and printing was disabled as well.

After several failed attempts, Fang Cheng simply gave up on the idea of copying the data.

Anyway, when it came to breaking the law, there were only two states: never doing it, or doing it countless times. Since Kanzaki Rin had opened this door, Fang Cheng would have plenty of ways to make her bring the data out again in the future.

Fang Cheng started reading from the Supernatural Creature Compendium, which categorized monsters into three major classes.

The first class was the Undead, represented by vampires and zombies, encompassing all creatures possessing undead traits.

The second class was the Eerie, represented by ghosts and phantoms, including unknown creatures with religious attributes, such as evil spirits conjured up by cults.

The third class was Traditional Yokai, monsters evolved from folklore and legends, such as the Dragon Maiden and Fox Immortal from the East Asian Revolutionary League headquarters, the Kappa and Tengu of Area 11, and the Gnomes and Gargoyles of Western Europe.

Unable to read everything, Fang Cheng could only pull up the vampire entry from the table of contents and read it from start to finish.

After finishing, Fang Cheng finally had a general understanding of vampires.

The first confirmed vampire dated back to the Middle Ages in Western Europe.

The second vampire wasn't discovered until the start of the First Industrial Revolution.

After that, vampires appeared frequently; in fact, not just vampires, but other supernatural creatures also began to appear on a large scale only after the First Industrial Revolution.

Before the First Industrial Revolution, sightings of supernatural creatures were merely sporadic.

Vampires were incredibly brutal and terrifying monsters, posing a high threat not only to humans but also to their own kind.

Every newborn vampire would instinctively want to hunt other members of its kind to enhance its own power.

This hunting would eventually lead to the emergence of disaster-level monsters like the Blood Queen.

However, what was puzzling was that high-level vampires would create their own kind everywhere, only to let them kill each other; some vampires were even hunted down by the very kin they had created.

To this day, there was no reasonable explanation for this bizarre, suicidal behavior.

Every vampire could smell a special scent similar to the stench of blood when in close proximity to another of its kind.

This would drive them to hunt each other or flee—not every vampire was confident in defeating its own kind, and if they judged their peer to be far more powerful, they would choose to run.

After finishing the vampire entry, a doubt surfaced in Fang Cheng's mind.

He wasn't a vampire, so why was Yagawa Ryoka able to find him? Could it be that he also carried the scent of a vampire?

Conversely, why was he also able to smell the stench of blood on Yagawa Ryoka?

Fang Cheng subconsciously touched his neck, and in a daze, the perfect face of the Blood Queen Isis suddenly appeared in his mind.

She flashed a meaningful smile at Fang Cheng, making him feel as if he had been plunged into a glacial river, his entire being wrapped in a profound chill.

Damn it, what on earth did that woman do to me?