Chapter 3
"Tsk."
I did not fall to the ground as he wished. Instead, I grabbed his hand and pulled the silver fork out. "Was that fun?"
The weapon was clean, without a single drop of blood. Sa'er's smile froze. "You're not human?"
"I never said I was."
"Since you're a monster, why are you helping humans deal with us?"
"I won't tell you the reason."
"Like I care."
"What are you doing?" Sa'er was pushed back into the chair, his face full of vigilance.
I bent down, knelt on one knee between his legs, pinched his chin, and forced him to look at me. "Sit still."
"Take your dirty hands off me."
Sa'er's breathing grew heavier. His nose was filled with the scent coming from my body.
"Stop using that disgusting smell to seduce me."
"Disgusting?"
I lowered my head until we were very close, our lashes almost touching.
He didn't know where to look, because the slightest downward glance would land on my chest.
"Then why is your face turning red from such a disgusting smell?"
Sa'er turned his face away and refused to communicate with me anymore.
What an unexpectedly innocent Sa'er.
I pressed the office conch speaker and asked the guards to bring something over.
Sa'er sneered. He knew he couldn't escape it.
First show kindness, then reveal one's true nature and abuse him.
A few minutes later, Sa'er stared at the medical kit in my hand and fell into thought. "Is this for me?"
"There's no one else here."
I pulled up Sa'er's hand. The moment my fingertips touched the scars on his arm, he stiffened like a marionette.
"If you move again, I'll tie you up."
The hand I caught clearly wanted to bite me.
His arms were covered with old scars overlapping new ones. There was almost no intact skin left. The medicine was used up very quickly.
I handed him the remaining bottles and jars. "Apply the rest yourself."
Sa'er obediently took them, but his mouth was still stubborn. "Aren't you afraid I'll attack you again?"
I scratched his chin, petting him like a cat. "Can you stop being so awkward?"
"Because I saw your vulnerable side, you have to kill me?"
"I'm not. What kind of childish reason is that? Of course I want to kill you because I don't like being con—"
Sa'er realized he had been tricked and flushed with shame and anger.
"You female thug, I won't let this go."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the sharp poisonous spike reflected on the wall twitched eagerly. One more inch and it would pierce my neck.
It was the tail spine of his White Ray form, extremely venomous. An ordinary monster struck by it might not even leave a puddle of water behind. But it was useless against me.
I had no physical body to begin with.
So I ignored his threat completely. "You can certainly try."
Realizing he really couldn't kill me, Sa'er retracted his tail spine.