"Are you going to school?"
A strange voice, sounding like a young girl's, came from ahead.
But Zhou Li was no stranger to this. Because just as the Old Monster's appearance changed, her voice also changed often. Peculiar voices would frequently burst out from behind him, to the point where he no longer felt any surprise.
He looked up and saw a figure standing to his left front.
It was a little girl, about the same height and age as the boy from yesterday—around thirteen or fourteen. Her face was so incredibly pretty and cute. She was leaning against her doorframe, staring at Zhou Li with sparkling eyes.
"Are you going to school?"
Seeing Zhou Li remain silent for a long time, she asked again, blinking her piteous eyes.
"I have classes today," Zhou Li shifted his gaze. "Why are you out so late?"
"Just finished changing my face."
Changing her face... Zhou Li's imagination ran wild; it sounded a bit eerie and terrifying.
