Kishin could not help swearing, because this time there was indeed no backlighting or conveniently placed obstruction. Instead, the other man's face had been directly covered by a blinding layer of holy light!
Only then did Kishin understand that some force was preventing her from learning his name and appearance. Combined with the first dream, she roughly understood.
"Say cheese—"
As the faceless man spoke, Kishin's attention was drawn back. The final image that appeared before her was—
The holy-light-blurred man standing in the middle, herself standing on the left and bouncing stiffly upright while secretly glancing to the side, and her younger sister Little Night leaning against the man's side with her head resting on his shoulder.
This scene...
That was right. Though there were some differences, Kishin was incredibly familiar with it!!
The light vanished again, and Kishin finally broke free from that heavy, inescapable sensation of drowning.
"Mm..."
After laying Kishin on the bed, Mo Yi and Alice sat there waiting. Neither of them knew what to say, since Kishin's collapse had something to do with Mo Yi.
Mo Yi could hardly chat and laugh merrily with the daughter beside the mother he had just knocked unconscious, could he?
Fortunately, the awkward silence did not last long. Kishin quickly regained consciousness, and the little whimper she let out immediately drew Mo Yi and Alice's attention.
Alice wanted to step forward and ask how she was doing, but their strained relationship made her unexpectedly nervous. Her outstretched hand froze in midair instead of moving any farther. Their tension had not developed overnight, and now that she knew Kishin was fine, Alice naturally could not openly show her concern.
This was when Mo Yi had to step in.
"Aunt Kishin, you're awake?"
Kishin, still with her eyes closed: "..."