The Mask Of A Siren 39 An Annoying Bra

She was curious.

Actually, she was so curious, so much to the point that she didn't exterminate this child just now.

When she carried the child up, she had felt something she knew she shouldn't have on the body of a female. Nevertheless, if that child didn't have a good excuse to give her, Hongyue was set to kill without another word. She would never leave anything behind that could be deemed a threat.

Hongyue had guessed something was weird before when the servant had rushed away for help. The awkward movement of running didn't appear like this child was used to it. But how could a slave be used to running about when they rushed to do their work?

Nonetheless, not everything could be consistent, so seeing how her own plan wasn't being hinder, she didn't take it to heart. Perhaps the child had come from a ruined n.o.ble family. With that thought, she threw it to the back of her mind. Now that she had extra free time, she, of course, should look into some things.

--Such as why this so-called girl was actually a boy.

She had a slight feeling about it before, and now the returning poison had informed all her doubts. While in the blood, the poison had also pa.s.sed through a particular male part while circulating throughout the body. This was something she could not ignore.

Tch, to think that she was almost misled by this little brat before.

Her eyes narrowed as she observed the figure sitting up. The robe slid off the person's shoulder only to reveal a pale collar with a dark tattoo running down to his back. A black crescent moon with a sphere in the center along with an eye-catching sharp line through the two objects moving down to the front of his chest. His head was full of soft black hair on a heart-shaped face with a pair of pitch black eyes. Hongyue gazed at his loose robe, seeing his flat chest with a delicate frame, she wasn't at all surprised he was able to pa.s.s as a young female.

The child glanced about startled, eyeing about the deteriorating room. His black eyes finally landed on the bloodied blankets, and upon the bed. Hongyue followed his eyes, watching his facial expression.

He was an estimation she hadn't predicted, and that bothered her to no end, so she was slightly unprepared. She observed the child as his eyes widened in fear when he saw her standing fixed off to the side. Her one blue eye stared at him so icily it could freeze his blood. He immediately scrambled about, pulling his clothes together before he backed away farther away from her.

"W-who are you?" He stuttered. He had never seen such a startling eye color before, it was lovely but the person with the eye was not. Hongyue glared at him coldly.

"That's what I want to ask you," She hissed, her eyes seemed to pierce him in place.

He nearly gasped in fear before he attempted s.h.i.+elding himself with the sheets near him. He a.n.a.lyzed Hongyue's figure and face features before his eyes size enlarged as he recognized the person in front of him.

"You're the stupid, incompetent good-for-nothing eldest miss that waste about doing nothing and has a perverted habit of killing people in the mornings!" He screeched out in bewilderment.

Hongyue could feel her eyebrows twitching.

She could understand the usage of words like 'stupid' and 'incompetent' to describe her. However, did he need to use all the insulting words in his vocabulary to describe her right in her face? If he didn't look so innocent when he said all that, she would have cracked his head apart.

What was this?

An unknown child from an unknown origin with unknown intentions insulting her the first thing after she prevented his death.

How vexing!

Nonetheless, she put on a sweet smile of bitterness as she neared closer to him.

"What? I couldn't hear you," She smiled, yet the smile didn't quite reach her eyes.

He shook his head while he clamped his mouth and tried to cover himself even more.

"Let's skip all the 'who are you' questions. You're much sharper than that, aren't you? Why don't we move on to the 'why am I still alive' questions." She smiled with malice.

He tilted his head mockingly, this time without all his initial fear, "Will I still be alive if I ask you that question?"

Hongyue slammed her foot onto the bed, inches away from his left leg. Her body inclined forward with an imposing aura.

As she thought, this child is a threat.

"Who knows? Maybe you won't be if you don't drop your little act," She exposed.

Staring at her foot that nearly smashed apart his leg, he turned and narrowed his eyes at her. He had a bright smile on his face, nothing like the frightened little child that she witnessed minutes before. He gently tried to push her foot away all while wearing a sweet expression.

"You can't be that ruthless, right? After all, I performed along with your performance; give me a little mercy at the most." He spoke slowly. His eyes were on her facial expression, noting a slight eye twitch from her.

Her eyes narrowed dangerously at his response.

So he knew that much already.

She was too careless.

She stood upright again as if she was straightening herself when she suddenly lunged forward and caught the hold of his throat. Her eyes were aglow and the pearl was gleaming brilliantly. Her robes billowed as she pulled him by the throat closer to her. The child tried to pry away her hand to no avail.

"I'm impatient, so if you would talk a little faster, I would appreciate it. This way no one has to get hurt, right? Just how much do you actually know, you little brat?"