Seeing the small knife reflecting a cold glint, the Suit Man's scalp immediately went numb.
The slightly pleasant scene from just now seemed like an illusion.
Manic and desperate, that was the true nature of this red-eyed loli with a bewitching red glow in her eyes.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, secretly glanced at Miss Ichiko who had her eyes tightly shut and was trembling, took a small step forward, and said at the same time.
"You... don't be rash, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Haruko interrupted, "I'll count to 3. If you don't get out, just wait to collect her corpse!"
Saying that, she then looked at Ichiko again, self-indulgently lost in thought, and whispered, "It's okay, Ichiko. I've wanted this to end like this for a long time, but it will be very lonely without your company on the road~"
I'm not dragging you down with me.
I like you.
So no matter where we are, we must be together!
Without even giving Ichiko a chance to speak, Haruko glared at the Suit Man again, "3!"
"?"
The Suit Man was immediately greatly alarmed.
Where did 1 and 2 go!
His scalp went numb, and having no choice, he quickly retreated out the door.
At the same time, he thoughtfully closed the basement door for Haruko, took out his phone, and quickly called his Young Master, Sento.
And the moment he saw him leave, Haruko also secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
At the same time, the System's voice sounded in her mind.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host, you have reached 100 Emotion Points. Do you want to exchange for the Novice Gift Package?]
"Exchange!"
Shouting in her heart, a virtual panel that only she could see popped up before Haruko's eyes.
[Novice Gift Package Exchange Successful]
[Obtained Random Skills: Acting (Intermediate), Pain Reduction (Intermediate), Flavored Liquid (Beginner)]
Haruko could understand the first two skills.
The third skill was...
"System, what does Flavored Liquid mean?"
[Any liquid that the Host touches directly or indirectly can have its taste, nutrition, and whether it is harmful or not controlled by the Host]
Haruko: "???"
She thought of some developments that would only appear in certain books.
As everyone knows, there are many, many liquids on a girl's body that can be flavored.
However, the situation was critical now, and she couldn't afford to think wildly.
Originally, Haruko planned to take advantage of the time before the male lead arrived to quickly escape through another secret door.
Now...
Her gaze stopped on Ichiko's face.
This White Moonlight female lead seemed to have crashed because too many things had happened.
She just stared blankly with her mouth slightly open.
Her pupils were lifeless.
She looked like she had been broken.
In fact, Haruko knew that she was just unable to process so much information and had lost her composure.
As the saying goes, great wealth comes from great risk!
Haruko had a more memorable idea.
She hooked her lips into a smile.
Ichiko might not be able to accept that appearance, but as the female lead, she must have a very firm will, right?
So, should I try?
...
Ichiko couldn't speak. Responding to her was the sound of the bed board constantly shaking.
Outside the door, the Suit Man finally got through to Sento's phone and anxiously said, "Young Master, where are you? Something big has happened here, what should I do!"
Sento's deep voice carried a hint of anxiety, "I'll be there in two more minutes. What's the situation over there?"
"I found the basement, but that Haruko is threatening me with Miss Ichiko. I can't do anything!"
"Damn bitch!" Sento cursed, "I think that woman is probably crazy. You stabilize her emotions first, I'll be right there!"
It was also at this moment that the sounds of Ichiko's struggling gasps and the creaking of the wooden bed came from inside the basement. Sento on the other end of the phone was immediately stunned for a moment, "What's that sound over there?"
"This..."
The Suit Man looked back at the wooden door, speechless for a moment.
He couldn't help but recall the scene he had just witnessed.
Just now it was just a kiss.
Now the bed board was making noise.
He didn't dare to imagine what they were doing inside!
You are both girls, how are you playing so big?
He looked at the phone that was still on the call, lost in thought.
Sento urged, "Speak, what's the situation over there!"
The Suit Man took a deep breath, "Young... Young Master, what I'm about to say is very terrifying, please don't get angry."
"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and speak! What exactly is the situation over there!"
Suit Man: "Young Master, I suspect you might have been cuckolded."
Sento: "Who is so bold!"
"Chi... Haruko?"
"???"
After a full three minutes, Sento finally arrived.
With slanted bangs, a black jacket, and an imposing height of 1.8 meters, he arrived at the basement door with several bodyguards.
Catching sight of the timid Suit Man at the door, he couldn't help but curse with a cold face, "Useless!"
Then, he kicked the door open.
"Haruko, I warn you—"
Before he could finish speaking, there was no sign of Haruko in the room.
Ichiko was still tied to the bed, her mouth slightly open, her eyes lifeless.
Her beautiful hair was spread over her shoulders, and her face was pale.
On one side of the basement, a secret door was half-open.
Sento quickly recovered his senses and swiftly walked to Ichiko's side, "Ichiko, are you alright?!"
Hearing the tense male voice, Ichiko was stunned for a moment and slowly regained her senses.
Her smile was like a wilting rose, "Sento, you're here..."
Hearing her hoarse voice, Sento's heart ached even more.
Clenching his fists, "Haruko, I will definitely make her pay!"
Hearing that name, Ichiko's heart immediately tightened again.
The sickly soft voice seemed to still linger in her ears.
That voice kept saying to her—I like you.
She pursed her lips, which were stained with orange juice, and looked at Sento, "Let's... let's not worry about Haruko for now."
Sento was still furious, "Ichiko, you are just too kind. She has tortured you like this, if I don't care about Haruko, what will I care about!"
"Uh..." The Suit Man on the side weakly raised his hand, "Young Master, how about we unlock Miss Ichiko's restraints first?"
Sento's face immediately looked awkward.
"Sorry, I was too emotional and forgot. Ichiko, I'll unlock them for you now."
After searching for a bit, he quickly found the key that Haruko had deliberately left on the table.
"Ichiko, Haruko didn't do anything to you, did she?"
Hearing this, Ichiko subconsciously put her fingertips to her lips.
First... it's gone.
She even stuck out her tongue...
She exchanged glances with the Suit Man, and both of them fell silent.