I traverse America, using holy light to quell American terror!

In the kitchen, a girl spreading chocolate evenly on a cake is preparing to cut it.

Then I saw Charlie standing not far away, staring at the cake in a daze.

A gentle smile appeared on the girl's lips.

He cut a piece of cake and handed it to Charlie.

"Here, have some, little sister. See how my cooking is."

"Thanks."

Charlie reached out and took the cake, thanking the girl.

He then slowly walked to the sofa, sat down, and began to eat in small bites.

The girl who stood in the kitchen and witnessed Charlie eating the cake...

A strange smile appeared on his face as he muttered to himself:

"Eat up, eat more."

At this moment, Charlie, who was enjoying his chocolate cake, suddenly frowned.

A look of discomfort appeared on his face.

In the dimly lit living room, young men and women...

Playing and having fun to the beat of upbeat music.

No one noticed Charlie's condition.

In a quiet guest room.

Peter and Bridget were lying in bed with several young men.

They took turns smoking their hookahs.

His face was full of a blank and relaxed expression.

After Bridget took a puff of her hookah, she handed the pipe to Peter.

He asked lazily:

"Is that your sister downstairs?"

"That's right, her name is Charlie."

Peter took the hookah and took a light puff.

"You shouldn't have brought her here."

Bridget, resting her chin on her hand, said to Peter:

"There are no children her age here."

At this point, Bridget seemed to remember something and casually added:

"Oh, maybe there will be."

"child?"

At this moment, a girl lying to the side, her eyes glazed over,

Suddenly, somewhat surprised, she sat up and asked with a curious expression:

"Aren't the people Amy invited mostly students who are about to graduate?"

Bridget looked over upon hearing this, and said to her with a smile:

"Yes, Ellie, Peter's sister is a primary school student."

"Oh, I didn't want to bring her either, but I had no choice."

Peter shrugged helplessly.

I glanced down at the phone call from my mother and hung up without thinking.

"My mom didn't want to deal with it, so she just dumped it on me."

However, unlike the smiling reactions of others,

An unnatural expression appeared on Ellie's face:

"Um... Peter, is your sister pretty?"

Peter frowned and looked at Ellie, muttering under his breath:

"My sister isn't that pretty, so you lesbian, don't even think about hitting on her."

Oh! That's not what I meant!

I only love Daphne, even though she doesn't really talk to me anymore.

Ellie raised her hand, looking somewhat innocent, and said:

"I'm just a little worried, afraid of running into those three from school."

They're just pretty little girls who are always walking together.

"Then you're in trouble, Ellie. I know who you're talking about."

Bridget grinned mischievously at Ellie and whispered:

"I heard Amy mention that Maria would bring them over."

"Oops!"

Ellie gasped and jumped out of bed, saying anxiously:

"I can't let them see that I'm still using contraband!"

I almost died last time because of that damn whistle.

Ellie had promised the person who saved her that she would never use contraband again.

Thinking of this, Ellie grabbed her coat.

We were about to run out of that strange-smelling guest room.

But just then, a small figure suddenly appeared at the door.

Ellie was startled and immediately exclaimed:

"Good heavens! Who are you looking for?"

The girl stood in the shadows, rubbing her fingers together, and said timidly:

"Peter?"

Peter, who was smoking a hookah, was startled by the familiar voice.

He coughed and turned around to look at the doorway:

"Charlie? What's wrong?"

Charlie didn't say anything, but slowly swayed his body forward.

In the dim light, the raised red patches on her face were visible.

Peter's eyes narrowed, and he asked in a soft voice:

"How are you?"

Hearing Peter's question, Charlie said with some difficulty:

"I...I'm having trouble breathing..."

Upon hearing this, Peter's expression immediately turned serious:

"What does that mean?"

"I think my throat is swollen..."

"Damn it..."

Peter's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously cursed under his breath.

The red spots on Charlie's face, coupled with his current physical reaction,

It's obvious that he accidentally ate some nuts, which triggered an allergic reaction!

Thinking of this, Peter quickly put down his hookah, stood up,

Under Bridget and Ellie's astonished gazes,

He scooped Charlie up in his arms and ran quickly toward the door.

Bridget and Ellie, who were in the guest room, exchanged a glance upon seeing this.

He then hurriedly followed them out, wanting to see what was going on.

Charlie had a severe allergic reaction.

Peter knew very well that just a small piece of nut could kill his sister.

He was in a panic and just wanted to get his sister home as soon as possible.

Just as Peter was carrying his sister through the crowd in the living room,

The girl who handed Charlie the cake earlier was holding her phone.

I edited a message and sent it:

"Everything is proceeding according to plan."

When Peter arrived at the villa's entrance with his sister in his arms, ready to leave,

But they ran right into Alessa and her group, who had arrived late!

Maria, who had just opened the door, accidentally bumped into Peter, who was carrying Charlie!

"ah--!"

Maria cried out in pain and collapsed to the ground.

The three people behind her, including Alessa, all tacitly hid to the side.

Peter also fell to the ground at the same time.

Charlie, who was struggling to breathe, was thrown directly to the ground in his arms!

Charlie's face covered in red spots immediately caught the attention of Alessa and the other two.

Aresa looked at Charlie, frowned, and muttered:

"The deathly aura has intensified."

Samara, who was standing nearby, heard this.

Just as he was about to ask what was going on,

Then Peter shouted:

"Oh my god! Charlie, are you alright?"

Peter ignored his sore bottom from the fall.

He quickly got up, ready to pick up his younger sister and rush home.

But just as Peter was about to pick up Charlie, Alessa, who was standing to the side,

Suddenly, he spoke softly to Peter:

"If you don't want her to die, don't take her away."

Alessa's words immediately froze Peter's hand in place.

Bridget and Ellie, who had chased after them, were also stunned on the spot.

Bridget muttered to himself in surprise:

"How could attending a party lead to someone's death?"

And Ellie, seeing Alessa and the other two...

She quietly hid behind Bridget, afraid of being seen by them.

Peter slowly raised his head, looked at the three pretty little girls, and said in a trembling voice:

"Stop...stop causing trouble here!"

With that, he scooped Charlie up in his arms and started running toward the parking lot.

But just then, Mary stood up...

But he grabbed Peter and said in a serious tone:

"Peter, you must believe what they say."

Peter looked into Mary's earnest eyes.

She glanced down at her younger sister in her arms.

At that moment, Charlie was helplessly clutching his own neck.

She murmured somewhat unconsciously:

"Home...I want to go home..."