Chapter 22: We’re Already Eating Together
Chapter 22: We’re Already Eating Together
Kanzaki Rin left, taking Yagawa Ryouka’s corpse with her.
The corpse was her “trophy,” allowing her to earn achievements within the Disaster Countermeasures Department and secure rewards or advancement.
Fang Cheng didn’t know how she planned to fake a battle process that wouldn’t make the Countermeasures Department suspicious without exposing herself.
That was Kanzaki Rin’s problem to solve. Given her confident attitude, it likely wouldn’t backfire.
After she left, Fang Cheng spent half the night cleaning his home. He still made time to exercise for over two hours to earn his daily Stamina points before collapsing into bed, drained by fatigue.
Kanzaki Rin worked fast. By the next morning, a furniture company delivered a new set of furniture to Fang Cheng.
It wasn’t luxurious—no matter how rich she was, Kanzaki Rin wouldn’t splurge on him.
But Fang Cheng was content. The joy of free stuff wasn’t about quality, just having it.
“Your pig’s blood.”
Kanzaki Rin arrived at noon, tossing him a hefty bag of fresh pig’s blood. No one knew where she’d gotten it.
She also handed over a tiny USB drive packed with documents Fang Cheng needed.
“You’ve got one timeline to review these,” she said, throwing him the drive. “Destroy everything afterward.”
“One day?” Fang Cheng frowned. “If there’s too much, I can’t memorize it all.”
“Not my problem,” Kanzaki Rin replied coldly. “Delete it by tomorrow. Neither of us can handle the responsibility if it leaks.”
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So she’d smuggled these documents out illegally?
*This woman’s head must be full of black goo—brazenly breaking rules,* Fang Cheng thought.
He shrugged. “I’ll try.”
Kanzaki Rin’s gaze lingered on the pig’s blood. “Aren’t you eating it?”
Her obsession with his vampiric diet was intense.
“Obviously. Why else ask for it?” He carried the bag to the kitchen.
She followed, watching him light the stove. “What’re you doing?”
Fang Cheng pulled vermicelli from the fridge. “Eating. What else?”
“*This* is how you eat?” She stared at the vermicelli, finally grasping his plan.
“Are you mocking me?” she snapped. Even a fool knew vampires didn’t consume cooked pig’s blood—that was human food.
If vampires ate like humans, they’d be called… pig’s blood and vermicelli ghosts!
After scrambling all over the market for that blood, she was certain Fang Cheng was toying with her.
Seeing Kanzaki Rin’s furious expression, Fang Cheng shook his head. “I don’t know about other vampires, but this is what I like. Don’t assume entire races should stick to specific foods—that’s stereotyping and discrimination.”
What the hell…
Kanzaki Rin desperately wanted to swear, but her manners forced her to choke it down.
Still clutching the vermicelli, Fang Cheng turned. “Want some?”
“Keep it all for yourself.”
She threw him an icy glare before storming out of the kitchen.
…
“Thanks for the meal.”
Kanzaki Rin set down her chopsticks, dabbing her cherry lips with a tissue.
Fang Cheng eyed the empty pot of pig’s blood and vermicelli, then let his gaze drift to her ample chest.
Unlike the bashful Asaka Akihime, Kanzaki Rin met his stare head-on. “What’re you looking at?”
“Now I get it,” Fang Cheng mused. “You eat more than me but never gain weight. All the nutrients go straight to the right places.”
Unfazed by his borderline harassment, she retorted, “You’ve got under 24 hours left to study those files. Waste more time like this, and I’ll burn them.”
“We’ve shared a meal! Can’t you cut me some slack?”
“There goes another five seconds.”
“Cold-hearted witch.”
Fang Cheng shoved his dishes at her to wash and retreated to the bedroom with the documents.
The materials split into two sections: a supernatural beings encyclopedia and the Disaster Countermeasures Department’s protocols for training superpowered individuals.
Just the monster catalog listed over 10,000 entries—millions of words. Impossible to finish in a day.
This had to be intentional, but Fang Cheng couldn’t call her bluff.
He tried copying the files, but Kanzaki Rin had locked the USB drive. No printing either.
After multiple failed attempts, he gave up.
Rules were meant to be broken—once she’d crossed this line, he’d find ways to make her bring more files later.
Starting with the supernatural compendium, Fang Cheng saw three main categories:
1. Undead: Vampires, zombies, anything immortal.
2. Bizarre Entities: Ghosts, spirits, cult-summoned evil spirits.
3. Traditional Monsters: East Asia’s dragon princesses and fox spirits, Area 11’s kappa and tengu, Western Europe’s gnomes and Gargoyles.
Skipping to the vampire section, Fang Cheng learned:
The first confirmed vampire emerged in medieval Western Europe. The second appeared during the first Industrial Revolution—when supernatural activity exploded globally.
Vampires were vicious predators, targeting both humans and their own kind. Newborn vampires instinctively hunted peers to grow stronger, potentially creating disaster-level monsters like the Blood Queen.
Strangely, powerful vampires kept spawning rivals, even risking death by their own creations—a suicidal pattern with no clear explanation.
Vampires detected others through a blood-like scent within range, triggering either combat or flight if outmatched.
Finishing the report, Fang Cheng frowned. If he wasn’t a vampire, why had Yagawa Ryouka tracked him? Why could he smell her blood-scent too?
His hand flew to his neck. Suddenly, Blood Queen Isis’ flawless face flashed before him—her knowing smile plunging him into glacial cold.
“What the hell did that woman do to me?”