My Sister Never Said She Was a Creepy Tale - Chapter 55

“Student, thank you for your help. Please go outside first. Someone will settle the fee with you later. Thank you for your trouble.” Yue Yiyao slightly moved aside, urging the student, who looked a little younger than herself, to leave.

The student looked at the strange person sitting opposite, then raised her eyes to look at Yue Yiyao: “Then you be careful. I’ll be right outside. If anything goes wrong, just come out.”

After speaking, she hurriedly grabbed her things and walked out.

“What a good child.” The strange server smiled as she watched the student’s retreating back: “No matter how I tempted her, she only spoke boring, empty words.”

“Doesn’t that suit your intentions?” Yue Yiyao sat down opposite her, looking at the delicate little cake on the table. Her stomach slightly churned. After all this, she truly did not want to see this kind of thing for a while.

“And what about you? What is your wish?”

“Is it to bring your friend back?”

“Or?”

Yue Yiyao picked up the cake, holding it in her hand and examining what made this thing different.

Why did two people eating it result in two different flavors?

The conversation fell into silence.

The server wasn’t in a hurry. She leaned forward, resting her chin on her hand, staring at Yue Yiyao: “Are you curious about the ingredients of this cake?”

“I didn’t use many strong ingredients at the time. I just added a little to a regular cake. Hmm, in your normal human language, this thing is called faith.”

Her tone rose at the end, with a hint of small excitement in her words.

“The flavor now is mango, oh. Since you’ve already eaten it, why don’t you savor it closely?”

“Actually, I should just kill you now, but I kind of like you, so I want you to sit with me for a while.”

Under the table, the server’s foot brushed against Yue Yiyao’s calf, lifting a small piece of her trouser leg.

Yue Yiyao quietly shifted sideways.

“So that’s it.” Looking at the palm-sized little cake, the fact that it was related to faith made Yue Yiyao find the concept slightly ridiculous.

A subtle noise came from the cabinet nearby, not loud, but it still caught the server’s attention.

Yue Yiyao had a bad feeling.

The server clicked her tongue. She stared intently at the counter behind, saying with interest: “It seems there’s a disobedient little mouse that hasn’t been cleaned out.”

Yue Yiyao immediately became vigilant. The student had already left. Who else could it be?

Was it a staff member of the shop?

Or a passerby.

She couldn’t stall any longer. Yue Yiyao’s mind raced. She spoke up, interrupting the server’s thoughts, and sat back in her original position, blocking the server’s line of sight: “Is it true that once you eat this, you will pay a price?”

“Oh? I thought you wouldn’t care about that. Of course, that’s my rule. No one can break it~”

Having received a definite answer, Yue Yiyao flipped her wrist, reached forward, and the cake landed accurately in the server’s mouth.

“What flavor is it?” A white flash appeared in Yue Yiyao’s hand, and a tiny wound appeared on the server’s throat.

No blood flowed out.

The skin in that area rippled, as if something hidden beneath the skin had found an exit and was urgently drilling out.

Pop! A black eyeball appeared from the wound.

“It’s no use, you know.” The server looked at Yue Yiyao. She drew her finger across her throat, touching the skin there. The eye squinted under her own touch, but her gaze never left Yue Yiyao: “You’ve already been targeted by us, and it’s merely my rule.”

“My rule—”

“There’s no chance—”

“After you die, the little mouse will come to accompany you, too~”

“You can’t protect anything, because you are a weak human.”

The voice became increasingly ethereal and non-existent, like the strange creature’s whispers coming from some distant abyss.

Drilling out through the thin layer of skin and then boring into Yue Yiyao’s head.

In that single moment, Yue Yiyao was pinned to the spot, unable to move. What exactly is this monster in front of me?

Unfortunately, no one could give Yue Yiyao a definite answer. She was directly wrapped up by layers upon layers of eyeballs.

The feeling was strange, like being encased by balloons, but with a weird dampness. Her exposed skin could even feel the eyeballs moving.

The sight before her was too horrifying. Her brain was starting to overload, and she couldn’t breathe due to the compression on her chest cavity.

What should I do?

That small noise broke Yue Yiyao’s original plan. Gu Ye hadn’t arrived, and the Forensic Doctor was still on the way.

Damn it, how do I break free?

Brain, damn it, start working! I can’t collapse here.

Gu Nanqiu… Gu Nanqiu…

I have to bring Gu Nanqiu back…

And those girls who were harmed by this blight…

With insufficient oxygen supply to her brain, Yue Yiyao felt as if she was truly about to perish here…

“Pop-pop-pop-pop—”

This sound kept ringing in her ears, seemingly nearby and yet far away in the sky.

A strange, inexplicable ringing in her ears, and the popping sounds vanished.

In their place was a gentle female voice, so soft that in a trance, Yue Yiyao thought she heard Gu Nanqiu’s voice.

It wasn’t quite like her usual voice, obscured by something hazy.

She subconsciously swung her hand, and immediately felt something black spreading along her arm toward a certain direction.

“Pop—”

An eyeball burst, and the rest of the eyeballs quickly ruptured as well.

“Pop-pop-pop-pop.”

“Eh, something’s not right?” The server looked at the thing on Yue Yiyao’s hand, seeming confused as to why these things suddenly burst.

The next moment, the server watched as the glass next to her shattered. Before she realized what was happening, more and more eyeballs appeared on her body, causing excruciating pain.

As the eyeballs burst, Yue Yiyao fell directly to the ground. She crawled awkwardly.

Her eyes seemed to be suffering from the after-effects of asphyxiation, as she couldn’t see anything, only knowing that she was supported by something soft and long beneath her.

Her hand felt wet and squishy when she touched it. This texture was definitely not the eyes she had seen before.

Instead, it resembled the strange tentacles with which she had had a brief encounter once.

The tentacle resisted the urge to immediately quit and affectionately curl up beneath Yue Yiyao’s hand. It quickly crushed the eyeballs that were still trying to rush in and attack Yue Yiyao.

The surroundings darkened, faintly accompanied by a ringing in her ears.

The air grew damper. If Yue Yiyao’s eyes were functional, she would have seen mist.

A tall figure was getting closer within the large patches of mist.

The wind howled, making Yue Yiyao feel uneasy.

The scent of the sea grew stronger and stronger.

Ding-ding-dong—The sound of a door opening rang out, and the immediate scent of sweet osmanthus calmed Yue Yiyao’s nerves, as if telling her not to worry or be afraid.

Yue Yiyao seemed to sense something. She turned her head, and a blurred black figure appeared vaguely in her vision.

“Yiyao.” A slightly distorted voice, gentle and familiar, one she had only recently heard on the phone.

“Mom… Mom…?” Yue Yiyao turned around in a trance. She inexplicably felt that her eyes were starting to see.

But she could only make out the tall woman in front of her, wearing a professional suit.

It seemed to be paired with a long, wavy perm, red lips, and a beautiful, deep red mole on her collarbone.

Yue Yiyao felt she had seen this person somewhere before.

Soon, the cognition in her mind told her that this was the mother who had raised the original host.

A mother who could be trusted no matter what.

“Baby… why didn’t you tell your mother about such a big thing that happened?” She sighed, touching the child who didn’t like to act spoiled, her eyes filled with the indulgence and helplessness of a parent who habitually spoils her own child.

Ever since the woman entered, the smile on the server’s face completely froze. Her eyes were filled with terror: Impossible. Impossible.

How could She appear here?

Didn’t they say…

Damn it… who let Her through?

She clearly shouldn’t interfere!

Clearly…

“It seems you shouldn’t be here.” The server squinted, looking at the woman before her.

But her slightly trembling body betrayed her.

Due to fear, the server wanted to immediately kneel down at the woman’s suited legs, devoutly kiss her leather shoes, and beg Her to bestow power.

But reason forbade it.

As long as I devour… I will become this woman, or even surpass her.

The woman didn’t speak. She picked up Yue Yiyao: “This is my daughter…”

Saying this, she smiled softly. Daughter, such a beautiful word, linking them together. It was a pity that Yue Yiyao wasn’t truly born from her soft womb, unable to be truly connected by blood.

She brushed the stray hair from Yue Yiyao’s forehead, leaned down, and kissed her on the forehead. A faint wisp of gold drilled into Yue Yiyao’s head, quickly vanishing.

The woman pointed a finger into the distance. Wu Zhen, who had been hiding in the corner, was dragged out.

“Remember, you saved her.”

A wisp of black smoke drifted past, and the thick tentacles wrapped up the server and the cake on the table, disappearing completely.

Only shattered glass remained, announcing that some giant entity had once been there.

Except for Wu Zhen, who was forcibly pressed onto another chair, shivering.

She seemed utterly terrified, hiding her face in her hands, her whole body trembling slightly.

When Yue Yiyao woke up, her vision was still blurred. She touched her slightly cold body temperature, and tears streamed uncontrollably from her eyes.

For some unknown reason, she desperately wanted to call her mother now.

But she couldn’t.

There were more urgent matters to attend to.

As she raised her hand to rub her eyes, a warm towel landed on Yue Yiyao’s hand, guiding her to place the towel over her eyes.

“Lift your head. Just cover them for a while, and you’ll be fine. That monster got into a fight with another monster, and then disappeared.” Wu Zhen thought about what she had just seen. She felt her stomach churning: “That thing just now, it was covered in eyes. Was that really still human?”

“I believe you now about He Wu having nothing to do with this. He was acting possessed a while ago, talking about finding some kind of cake.”

“I’m sorry.”

Yue Yiyao didn’t speak. She just tilted her head, feeling the heat source on her eyelids. There was only one possibility for Wu Zhen’s appearance here.

That is, the person who made that foolish sound earlier was her.

But Yue Yiyao couldn’t say anything harsh to Wu Zhen either.

After all, in this situation, Wu Zhen had likely watched two monsters fighting and, seizing the chaos, had pulled her out.

By rough calculation, Wu Zhen could be considered to have saved her.