Deep in the Living

Chapter 124 Confession
in the kitchen,
There was bright red liquid on the cutting board and surrounding countertops.

Apparently he cut something with too much force, causing liquid to splash.

A woman was standing in front of a boiling iron pot.
Over 1.8 meters tall,
The body frame is also a circle larger than the squad leader,
Both the upper and lower body should be more fleshy, and the flesh should grow in the right places.

The hair on his head was not the long straight black hair like the squad leader, but slightly curly black hair, which spread strangely in front and covered his entire face.

The woman was still wearing the class monitor's summer sportswear.

Because it is one size smaller, the figure is more obvious, the stretchability of the white T-shirt has almost reached its limit, and the belly button is completely exposed.

Her sports shorts were also stretched to her thighs, and she no longer had the class monitor's athletic lines, but instead had a pure display of long legs. Since her slippers didn't fit her feet well, she could only walk barefoot on the floor tiles.

It's fine if she looks exactly like Isabella,

Even the aura they exude is exactly the same, aging and rebirth,

Rody, who had just woken up, had not yet fully caught up with the situation. He instinctively regarded the other party as an enemy and showed a strong desire to attack.

Just as the spine was about to break through the skin and protrude, a voice was heard:
"Rodi, do you want to add onions?"

It was still Isabella's voice, but the tone was different, the question was clearly in the tone of a monitor.

"Monitor?"

"Hehe~ I'm just teasing you. You don't really want to kill me, do you? If you think about it carefully, you will know how Isabella can still be alive.

It seems that you were really too tired yesterday, and your brain is still not fully awake after this sleep."

As she spoke, the squad leader reached out and pushed aside the curly hair in front of her, revealing plump lips that were completely different from Wu Wen's. It was a mature foreign woman's face, equally delicate but with a very different style.

The monitor continued, "I didn't become like this on purpose, but I had to become like this. I have to maintain this appearance most of the time. You should understand, right?"

"She's staying alive as Isabella, otherwise once the [Sisterhood] finds out she's dead, they'll start looking for her."

"Right, so~what do you think of this body? Do you like it?"

The monitor turned sideways to show off his new body shape, but Rody was no longer at the kitchen door. A voice came from the direction of the restaurant:
"Add more chopped green onions."

After a while, two bowls of tomato and egg noodles were served.

"This is my first time cooking. I spent a lot of time researching last night. How do you think it tastes?"

The monitor stuck his head out, his eyes wide open, eagerly seeking an answer.

Rody felt very strange, looking at the squad leader's completely different face, and this was a fake person who had just been killed not long ago. It was really difficult for him to adapt in a short period of time, but he still tried the noodles first.

Although this kind of salty and light-tasting noodles is not his favorite, it tastes good.

"is acceptable."

Hearing this answer, the monitor seemed to be extremely satisfied. She leaned forward almost instinctively, wanting to kiss Luo Di on the face.

But the latter avoided it immediately.

The monitor just smiled and started eating the noodles he made. After confirming that the taste was really good, he immediately raised his right hand holding chopsticks.

"Yeah, total victory!

Luo Di, this is really the first time I cook, although it is a relatively simple meal. But before, I was not allowed to enter the kitchen at home, and every day's meals were carefully prepared.

I still remember that when I was in elementary school, I was very curious about how to cook, so I secretly pestered the chef to teach me. However, my father found out and replaced the chef the next day.

Now I can finally do whatever I want, and in the future I will learn to cook other, more complicated foods.”

"Squad leader..." Luo Di, who was eating noodles, suddenly interrupted.

"Ok?"

"Now that you've recovered, I want to talk to you about some things from the past."

"Well, just ask."

"Was it necessary to cover the [Gap] of No. 4 Middle School on the night of promotion? Couldn't it have happened at other times, or in other places?" These words brought the two people's thoughts directly back to a very sensitive period. The monitor holding the bowl of noodles just happened to block her face.

The originally relaxing and pleasant breakfast atmosphere immediately became solemn, and one could even smell a hint of blood.

“It is necessary and cannot be changed.

We have all learned in textbooks that the construction of a gap requires at least four mature and qualified pseudo-people to work together, and they need to be very familiar with the area and even have lived there for a long time.

This is the arrangement of the corner, and it is not something that we participants can define.

The corner detected that the number of fake people related to [No. 4 Middle School] had reached the required number, and these fake people themselves had a strong obsession with the day of admission.

This determines the two important factors of time and place.

After confirmation, the corner notified the four of us who met the requirements in the form of a task.

You cannot refuse. If you fail to form a gap as required due to personal reasons, you will be severely punished, a punishment more terrible than death. "

"A mandatory mission in the corner?"

indeed,

Afterwards, Luo Di learned about the relevant pseudo-person situations from Director Wang. Each of them was closely related to the top four middle schools and had a strong obsession with the day of their promotion.

After hearing this personally from the squad leader, he also became completely clear about his goal.

He will continue on the path of murder and the path to hell until he has the ability to wipe out everything related to the corner.

The squad leader put down the empty bowl of noodles and said softly:
“…From the results, at least there is something to be happy about.

Not only did it kill Wu Wen, but it also made you, Luo Di, a connector, and the one you connected to was a very powerful world."

"Your obsession with death is directly related to the Sisterhood, right?"

“Once you join a sorority, it’s almost impossible to get out of it. Even if I try my best, I can only leave temporarily and I will have to go back after graduation.

Even if I could really advance through the cracks and make it to the corner, my grandmother would be waiting for me inside, and I would never be able to escape.

The only way out is death.

Because I am registered with the sisterhood's [real name], once I die in the screening, they will be informed of my death at the first time and cross out my name.

I had already decided to die, but I didn't expect to meet you.

My grandmother once praised me for having a good vision, and now it seems to be true. I see in you, Rody, a kind of human being that is almost unexceptional.

The pure obsession of becoming a murderer, the revelation that you had been to hell, and the fact that you were able to confront a mature pseudo-human head-on with a human body.

This gives me the opportunity to 'gamble' that you can become a 'connector' in the process of sifting through the cracks.

Although the possibility of betting correctly is very small, I am willing to do it regardless of whether the result is successful or not.

Now it seems that the dice I rolled were a great success.
Not only did it give me an extra attribute of real hell in my body, further reducing the impact of the corner on my mind, but I was also completely reborn through Isabella's nurturing of new life.

Now I enjoy Isabella's most perfect posture.

She can also use her identity to obtain resources from the sisterhood, and even do things she didn’t dare to do before.”

Just as Rody was about to continue asking about the sisterhood, thick lips suddenly came close to and fell on the side of his face, and this time he was unable to dodge.

The monitor switched back to his most common smiling face and continued:

"Let's go to bed early this afternoon, and then I'll take you to a nice place early this morning. I'm sure you'll like it, Rody."

"Where?"

"The sisterhood's territory..."

　It took quite some time to overhaul, so the update is late.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)