Deep in the Living
Chapter 127 - 121 Confession

Chapter 127: Chapter 121 Confession

Inside the kitchen,

The chopping board and the surrounding countertops were splattered with fresh red liquid.

It was clear that something was cut with too much force, causing the liquid to spurt out.

In front of a boiling cauldron was standing a woman,

Towering over one meter eighty,

Her skeletal frame was one size larger than the class monitor’s,

Both her upper and lower body appeared fleshier, and that flesh was all in the right places.

Atop her head was not the class monitor’s long straight black hair, but slightly curly black hair that eerily draped over her face, concealing it completely.

She was wearing the class monitor’s summer sportswear.

The size being one too small accentuated her figure even more, with the white t-shirt stretched almost to its limit, fully exposing her belly button.

The sports shorts were filled to the brim by her thighs, lacking the athletic lines seen on the class monitor and instead boasting sheer lengthy legs. The slippers were too small, so she could only stand barefoot on the floor tiles.

It was one thing for her appearance to be identical to Isabella,

But even the scent she exuded was the same, of aging and rebirth.

Luo Di, who had just woken up, couldn’t fully keep up yet, his instincts already identifying her as an enemy and revealing a strong desire to attack.

Just as his spine was about to burst through the skin, a voice came:

"Luo Di, do you want green onions added or not?"

Still Isabella’s voice, but the tone was different, the inquisitive tone was unmistakably that of the class monitor.

"Class monitor?"

"Hehe~ just kidding, you didn’t really want to kill me, did you? Think about it, how could Isabella possibly still be alive.

It seems you were really tired yesterday, your brain still hasn’t fully woken up from the sleep."

Saying that, the class monitor pushed aside the curly hair in front of her, revealing full lips that starkly contrast Wu Wen’s, a mature foreign woman’s face, equally exquisite but with quite a different style.

The class monitor continued: "I didn’t change into this deliberately, it had to be done. I’ll have to maintain this appearance most of the time from now on, you understand, right?"

"Living as Isabella, otherwise once the Sisterhood discovers her death, they would begin an investigation."

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

The class monitor purposely turned to show off her new figure, unaware that Luo Di was no longer at the kitchen entrance. His voice followed from the direction of the dining room:

"Add more chopped green onions."

Shortly after, two bowls of tomato and egg noodles were served.

"This is my first time cooking, I looked up a lot of information last night, try it and see how it tastes?"

The class monitor leaned forward, her widened eyes eagerly seeking an answer.

Luo Di felt strange; looking at the class monitor’s completely different face, and it was the Pseudo-Person he had just killed not long ago, it was indeed hard to adapt, but still, he tasted the noodles first.

Though the salty flavor wasn’t his favorite, the taste was quite good.

"Not bad."

Hearing this response, the class monitor seemed to attain an extreme satisfaction. Almost instinctively, she leaned forward, about to plant a kiss on Luo Di’s face.

But the latter swiftly dodged it.

The class monitor just smiled, eating her own noodles happily. Upon confirming the taste was indeed good, she immediately raised her chopstick-holding right hand in triumph.

"Yay~ A complete success!

Luo Di, this is really my first time making food, even if it’s a relatively simple dish. But back at home, I was not allowed in the kitchen, all my meals were carefully prepared.

I remember being so curious about how the food was made when I was in elementary school, I pestered the chef uncle to teach me, only to have my father find out and replace the chef the next day.

Now I can finally do whatever I want, and in the future, I want to learn to make other, more complicated foods."

"Class monitor..." Luo Di, who was eating his noodles, suddenly interrupted.

"Hmm?"

"Since you’ve recovered, I want to talk to you about some past issues."

"Hmm, feel free to ask."

"Was it necessary to cast the ’Seam’ over Fourth Middle School on the night of Admissions? Could it have been another time, or another place?"

The conversation immediately took them both back to a very sensitive period. The class president, holding a bowl in her hand, conveniently shielded her face.

The relaxed and comfortable atmosphere of breakfast immediately became tense, and a faint smell of blood could be detected.

"It was necessary and unchangeable.

We’ve all learned in our textbooks that constructing a Seam requires at least four Mature Pseudo-Persons, and one must be very familiar with the region, having lived there for a long time.

This is arranged by the Corner, not something we as participants can define.

The Corner detected that the number of Pseudo-Persons related to Fourth Middle School had met the requirements, and these Pseudo-Persons themselves had strong obsessions about Admissions day.

These determined the critical factors of time and place.

After confirmation, the Corner notified us four who met the requirements via a mission form.

It’s non-negotiable. If we fail to form the Seam due to personal reasons, we will face serious punishments, more dreadful than death itself."

"Compulsory mission from the Corner?"

Indeed,

Luo Di had learned the conditions of related Pseudo-Persons from Director Wang after the fact, and each was closely related to Fourth Middle School, possessing a strong obsession with Admissions day.

After confirming this with the class president, his objectives became clear.

He would continue down the path of the Murderer, down the road to Hell, until he had the strength to obliterate everything related to the Corner.

The class president set down her empty bowl and said softly:

"...At least there are consolations in the outcome.

It not only caused ’Wu Wen’ to die but also made you, Luo Di, a Connector – to a very powerful world at that."

"Your obsession with death, it’s directly related to the Sisterhood, right?"

"Once you join the Sisterhood, it’s nearly impossible to leave, even if I try all I can, it’s only temporary. After graduation, I’ll still have to go back.

Even if I managed to get promoted through the interstice screening and go to the Corner, my grandmother would be waiting for me there, never allowing me to escape.

Death is the only way out.

Because of my ’real name registration’ with the Sisterhood, once I die in the Seam screening, they will get the news of my death and erase my name at the first opportunity.

I had decided long ago to die; I just didn’t expect to meet you.

My grandmother once praised my eye for seeing what’s good. It seems she was right. From you, Luo Di, I see an almost special quality humans don’t possess.

The pure obsession of becoming a Murderer, the chance encounter with your consciousness in True Hell, and the fact that you could, with a human body, face a Mature Pseudo-Person head-on.

This gave me a chance for a gambling bet, betting that you could become a ’Connector’ during the Seam screening.

Though the odds of betting right were small, I was willing to accept any outcome.

Now it seems the dice I threw turned out to be a Great Success,

Not only has True Hell been added to my attributes, reducing the Corner’s mental influence on me, but I’ve also been completely reborn through Isabella’s nurturance.

Now, I possess not only Isabella’s perfect form.

I can also use her identity to gather resources from the Sisterhood, even daring to do things that I wouldn’t have dared before."

As Luo Di was about to continue inquiring about the Sisterhood, her thick lips suddenly approached and landed on the side of his face, unable to dodge this time.

The class president switched back to her most common smiling face and continued:

"Let’s take a nap this afternoon and later tonight, I’ll take you to a great place, Luo Di. You’ll definitely like it."

"Where is it?"

"The territory of the Sisterhood..."