How did I turn the victim into Feng Aotian?

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Maybe, only she herself knows.

108. Hetanid's Proposal

How Cass got home was not clear to him.

In a trance, I rejected the invitation to the celebration party from my classmates.

It seems that a girl with purple hair approached me but I rejected her.

When I came to my senses, I found that I had already arrived home.

Accidentally ignoring Haider's kind greeting, Cass=Katia walked to her brother's bed without changing her clothes.

"Why did it turn out like this, brother? I was so happy this morning, but now I feel so sad. It feels like nothing matters anymore. Is this what it means to be overjoyed and then be sad?"

Cass was breathing evenly on the hospital bed.

"Sirlock, he has a girl he likes? Why didn't I think of this... No, I actually vaguely knew that there was no way someone would be attracted to a man like that. I had always kept myself from recognizing this fact. I was avoiding it.

By the way, it is possible that Shilok was deceived! That girl must have thought that Shilok looked pure and innocent and thought he was an easy target! "

Cass didn't respond, his hair messed up by Katia's excited breath.

"Okay, I understand. Maybe he is pretending to have feelings for that girl. Shilok has some plan. I know what we have been doing these days. No one can deceive him... unless..."

Unless he is willing to be deceived.

If I like it to that extent, what else can I do?

If it was Hillock who deceived me, I would be willing to be deceived by him.

Whatever he said, I was willing to believe it.

"Brother, what should I do?"

Katya's tears ran down her face, and she kept wiping it with her arms to prevent them from dripping onto the bed.

"Liking someone is such a painful thing.... It's a baseless delusion. It's just an excessive sense of self-awareness. I think the other person cares about me..."

Comics are all lies.

The process of love where you think your efforts are rewarded is actually painful and torturous.

There is no such thing as sweet and sour love.

"I said, is there a possibility that you have been using a male attitude to get along with that little ghost, so the little ghost did not regard you as a female?"

At some point, Hetanid stood beside him in the guise of a little girl, and told him in a dumbfounded manner the fact that he had overlooked.

"........ah."

Say it right.

Katya suddenly realized.

Shilok's words were such a huge blow to Katia that her brain suddenly shut down and she forgot about it.

Come to think of it, it seems that the relationship between Shilok and I isn't even the beginning?

"But it's true that Shilok already has someone he likes. And he has a date the day after tomorrow. It's too late for everything."

"Just kill him."

"Varied--?"

"Didn't you say it yourself? The loser leaves the stage. If you kill all the females who like that brat, the brat will naturally be yours."

Hetanid spoke cruel and plain words in the appearance of a little silver-haired girl.

"How could I... do such a thing? If Shilok knew, he would hate me."

"Then don't let him know. You have me here. As for human corpses and the like, as long as you give me more bananas, I can definitely help you eat them all."

"This kind of thing..."

Katya's face was shrouded in a cloud of gloom, but she quickly came to her senses and shook her head to shake it off:

"If Shilok doesn't really like me, there's no point in doing this. I don't need false feelings. If you like me because you're desperate and looking for comfort, I don't want to see Shilok like that."

"Sincerely? What's the point of this? You can't eat it."

"You wouldn't understand, Hetanid..."

"On the contrary, I say this because I understand it so well."

Katia sat on the chair, and the silver-haired girl was able to look at her at eye level.

Hetanid's tender white hand pressed Katia's head:

"How many humans do you think I have eaten? They claim to be relatives, lovers, and partners who will live and die together. No matter how touching their words are in front of the altar, I don't think they are touching, but they cry a lot, and in the end they are still offered to me to eat. Do you think their 'hearts' are all fake?"

The little girl's silver eyes were clearly just staring at her calmly, but Katia felt as if she was being stared at.

"...That's Hetanid. What happened to you was too extreme, wasn't it?"

The being with human appearance who was once a god shrugged:

"It's up to you. I just proposed a plan. It's up to you whether you want to do it or not. I think if you really like that male, you can just snatch him away. With your status and ability, it's easy to do it."

The silver-haired girl's emotionless eyes strayed away from the sight.

Katya blinked, thought for a moment and then smiled:

"Although the method you mentioned is outrageous, I feel much better now.... Thank you, Hetanid."

"I'm not trying to comfort you. Don't misunderstand me. I'm not kidding when I say kill him."

"Even so, you still care about me, otherwise you wouldn't come out and tell me this."

"........an unnecessary outpouring of human emotion?"

Just as Hetanid appeared without warning, he also disappeared without warning and returned to Katia's magic.

Katya confirmed that her sleeping brother was fine and returned to her room to change clothes.

The girl went into the bathroom and washed her face with warm water.

She took off her ring of exorcism.

The girl in the mirror had wet light blue hair hanging down and her face looked a little listless, but she had just turned into a melancholy beautiful girl.

"I'm not bad looking either."

She has a pitiful face, with extremely delicate facial lines, and the phoenix eyes inherited from her mother Victoria look otherworldly.

Katya took off her clothes, and her youthful body was outlined in white underwear.

Below the slightly raised collarbone of the neck - the slender body curves, after exercise and the effects of Lv improvement, are well-proportioned and beautiful.

.....The abdominal muscles are a bit noticeable, but as long as you don’t breathe too hard, you shouldn’t be able to see them.

"Shilok said that 'Cas' can't follow."

The girl curled her lips and wiped away the mist on the mirror, as if she was wiping away another self.

"Then Katia can go. He didn't say Katia can't go."

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Belen was walking home from get off work.

The student named Cass used too much force.

Cliff was rushed to the hospital but died after failed resuscitation efforts.

Judging from the result alone, it was Shilok who won the bet, without any suspense or room for rebuttal.

"In that case, there's nothing I can do... Yeah, there's really nothing I can do. I'm a man of my words."

Not knowing who he was talking to, Beren, with blushing cheeks, put his hand to his mouth and coughed lightly to calm his excited mood.

only.....

Beren checked the LINE app on his phone and found that Shilok had not sent him a message first.

The message stayed as a reminder of the duel at noon.

I thought he would be very happy and send me a message as soon as possible.

He, could it be that he forgot?

No no no, impossible.

He was very excited to greet me at the duel, but that shouldn't be the case.

Or should I be the first one to say, "There's really no other way, let's go on a date the day after tomorrow" to appear generous?

Yes.

Beren had a flash of inspiration, and a white light seemed to flash behind him.

She lost the bet this time, so as the loser, she should be the one to make the invitation.

He didn't say anything for a long time after losing, which made him feel like he couldn't accept the loss.

Thinking of this possibility, Belen planned to send a message to ask about the specific time and place of the date, to save some face as an adult...

Her fingers just touched the screen.

A new message silently appeared in the chat box at the top of the LINE message bar:

——Sunday at 11 a.m. I'll be waiting for you in front of the fountain at Rox Square——

"!"

Belén clicked his thumb four times in a second at the fastest speed of his life and replied "OK".

109. Date, first time

October 5, Sunday.

“I never thought that one day I would be struggling with what to wear.”

The dressing room of the Darthvi family.

After changing his clothes, Shilok looked at himself in the full-length mirror. Next to him were the clothes he had brought in piled up like a mountain.

It’s not that they don’t look good, but whether it’s a jacket, a shirt, or a T-shirt, they all look so neutral and there’s not much difference.

His eyes accidentally swept to the laundry in the basket - Cohen's white dress.

Although I know it will fit me well, this is the only thing I will never touch.

So he flipped through fashion magazines, thinking about how to match clothes to make himself look more handsome.

20 minutes later, I realized that it was almost time for the appointment.

"Forget it, that's it."

After struggling for a long time, Shilok changed into the matching clothes, tied his ponytail, and went to the entrance to change his shoes.

"Little Xiluo, you are dressed so formally, aren't you going to the dungeon? Are you going on a date?"

Mother Cohen, dressed for going out, met Shilok.

"To be precise, it's about going out with the girl I like."

"That's just a date!"

Cohen said playfully, and then footsteps approached.