In the early morning, there was no expected sound of the radio.

Youying brushed her teeth in the washing area, and she quietly looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes half-closed.

The girl in the mirror has long dark hair that is slightly messy, fine bangs slightly cover the slender eyebrows, dark eyes, and a light blue dress with suspenders to show off her thin shoulders.

"Squeak-bang-rattle-"

The door to the bathroom room slammed shut, and the sound of it being locked from the outside was heard.

Yuying looked at herself in the mirror, paused for a few seconds in brushing her teeth, and then continued to brush her teeth, half-flushed eyes nonchalantly, not caring about the door of the room.

After brushing her teeth, Youying splashed her face with water, slowly washed her face, and then picked up the towel next to her to wipe her cheeks, and after all the things were done slowly and quietly, the door to the room was also opened.

Standing at the door was Leng Que, who was also holding toiletries, the tall woman obviously didn't expect that there were still people locked up inside, her eyes were slightly surprised, and the emotions in her eyes changed slightly.

And Youying walked out with toiletries and missed the position of the cold bird, and her eyes were not shocked.

There is a cabinet for storing toiletries at the door of the washing area, and Yuying opens her own cabinet, only to find that it is full of shredded papers.

She picked up one of the torn slips of paper and found that the note was originally from this textbook, a junior high school student, with random pen lines drawn on it, and the lines were very technically outlined, smooth and natural.

Yuying's eyes darkened, and she closed the cabinet again, then opened another clean cabinet, and put all the things inside, she felt her eyes fall on her, and turned her head to look over but saw no figure.

……

At breakfast, Youying sat at the dining table to eat, she picked up a poached egg with a fork, looked at it, sighed silently, put it down and picked up the milk next to her and took a sip.

There were other people eating at the long table, and the pimple-faced male high school student looked up at Yuying from time to time, and he stood up as she was drinking milk from a glass, and walked around behind her lightly.

The boy's movements are very light and do not attract the attention of others.

After drinking the milk, Youying quietly glanced at the poached eggs on the plate, and muttered, "Doesn't seem like a waste of food, right?" As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Satan's empty spot next to her.

Satan went to the bathroom, and he used only half of the food on his plate.

Seeing Youying's turn of head, the boy jumped to the side and turned to a position she couldn't see.

Yuying picked up her plate, knelt in her chair, and poured the rest of the food into Satan's plate......

"Hey! What are you doing?! The man's terrible voice sounded at the door, low and oppressive.

The high school boy's body froze in place, he looked down uneasily and didn't dare to look in Satan's direction, he lowered his head and said again and again, "I just want to get out!" Didn't want to do anything! ”

And Satan, with a gloomy face, walked up to Youying. Youying raised her head, her inky pupils calmly looking at the man's gloomy face.

"Hey! What are you doing? Pour leftovers from food on my plate? Ahhh Satan looked at the expressionless Youying with a cold face, and the girl's indifferent expression turned into a stupefier in his eyes.

The boy knew that Satan was not angry with him, so he crept out of the restaurant, fearing that Satan from behind him would reach out to him.

"I don't want to eat it." Yuying jumped out of her chair and looked at Satan calmly, "I don't want to eat but I can't waste it." ”

"Ahh It's a big head. ”

The shadow was silent, quietly looking at Satan.

Satan's eyes were gloomy and he looked down at the shadow in front of him.

Time stands still for a few seconds.

"Bastard—" Satan sat back in his place, reluctantly picking up the utensils, he turned back and threatened Spectral viciously, "Only this once! Do you understand!? Yes? I don't want to eat your saliva anymore! ”

Hearing this, Youying tilted her head, "Does Satan want to hear the truth or lies?" ”

Hearing this, Satan's forehead was bruised, his entire cold face became hideous and terrifying, the air pressure around him decreased, and the atmosphere dropped extremely, and at this time, the entire restaurant had been run out one after another, leaving the two of them still here.

Quietly.

"Of course it's true!" Satan speaks in a bad tone.

Youying's eyes looked at him gently, and she gently spit out four words, "Just this once." ”

Satan's expression froze, then he slowed down, picked up the cutlery and said with an ugly face, "That's the best!" ”

Youying stood there silently watching Satan quickly finish his food, and the speed was like a storm, and eating seemed to complete a task, not enjoyment.

"Watch me do what? Stupid, let's go! Satan glanced at the glow, and then walked ahead on his long legs.

Looking at Satan's tall and long back, Phantom Shadow took steps to catch up.

At this moment, in the most secret place on the entire floor-

"What!? Why don't I open the fifth floor, you ask? The woman in the long dress sat in a luxurious leather chair, her slender white arms resting on the table, and the other hand held an ancient red microphone, her dark eyebrows furrowed, "Isn't it potentially prescribed?" You're also the creator behind the scenes! And now you are asking me why? ”

The woman's voice is a few points higher, but it is still so elegant and noble, even if it is angry, it has a temperament that cannot be ignored.

It's a brightly lit room, with surveillance projections floating on the walls, and scenes from all corners of the screen are displayed in it.

In one of the monitors, Spectral follows Satan and walks back down the hallway.

The person on the other side didn't know what to say, the woman's brows finally relaxed, her eyelids were lowered, her eyes were half-hidden, and her dense and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, so that people couldn't see what expression it was.

"Alright," the woman interrupted the other person, one hand against her chin, raising a slender eyebrow, and said in a serious tone, "When something happens inside the player, the elevator stops, and they have to fight to the death - it's the underlying rule, you need to understand it." ”

The voice on the other side of the microphone paused, and hung up without warning.

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and she yelled into the microphone, "Bastard! Hang me up! As she spoke, she slammed the microphone back into its original position.

After a few seconds of silence, the woman regained her charming and elegant appearance, she supported her head with one hand, her slender eyes looked at the picture in the monitor, and the corners of her mouth smiled, "It's getting more and more interesting, but it's a pity that the floor behind is not supervised by me." ”