Night.
The city lay deathly silent.
Xu Zhiqiu lay beneath the covers, lost in dreams.
The door opened.
A figure walked in and finally sat down beside Xu Zhiqiu. He studied her sleeping face, then reached toward her neck, his hand curled like a claw, intending to strangle her. But the moment he touched her warm skin, a flicker of light flashed in his eyes. He suppressed the frenzied thought and withdrew his hand.
He questioned himself: Does someone as evil as you deserve a light of your own? It was almost laughable. Who would believe it if he said it aloud?
He, Naraku, was an amalgamation of countless demons. The one that held memories of Xu Zhiqiu was merely one part of him. He had placed too much weight on that part, so much that it had come to dominate him.
The disgust in Xu Zhiqiu's eyes affected him even more than Kikyo's words.
Since I have already fallen into the abyss, I will make the abyss my companion.
Naraku stood up and left.
After waking up, Xu Zhiqiu lived off her snacks.
The first day or two went well enough. She ate and slept, ready to flee at any moment.
But when night came, she discovered she couldn't sleep!
She tossed and turned, unable to drift off.
Tap, tap.
Footsteps sounded outside the door.
Xu Zhiqiu closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.
After a while, the footsteps drew closer and closer, then stopped beside her.
Even with her eyes closed, Xu Zhiqiu could feel him staring at her.
Feigning sleep took patience too. Xu Zhiqiu waited him out, but he was still there.
When his hand touched her face, she finally couldn't take it anymore. She caught his hand and opened her eyes.
"Sneaking in to