The night seemed colder than the day, but Rita’s attention was completely elsewhere, far from the chill that made one want to wrap up tightly.
At this moment, she was joyfully enjoying the journey home alongside the beautiful girl.
Isn’t this a pretty standard setup?
The rescued beauty develops feelings for her rescuer due to the bridge effect, and from there, a different kind of relationship unfolds.
Rita was so caught up in her happiness that she had no idea the girl beside her was already plotting to take her head.
Klos didn’t come to the prison on a whim; she had solid information proving that Rita was here.
Her goal was simply to become familiar to Rita’s eyes.
According to the original plan, she would pretend to come here to express thanks—whether it meant being arrested and investigated or orchestrating a chance encounter, either was fine.
The next day, Klos would find an opportunity to run into Rita again, deepen their connection, and then slowly eat away at Rita’s mind, uncover her weaknesses, and strike a fatal blow when she let her guard down.
That was the whole opportunity.
A true assassination was never a one-step affair.
Rita’s offer to escort her back was an unexpected gift—a perfect chance to lower Rita’s defenses.
Just wait and see, your kindness will be your downfall.
As they walked, Klos subtly shifted her body closer to Rita, letting her arm brush lightly against Rita’s:
“By the way, I’m Klos. I haven’t asked your name yet.”
Rita was momentarily stunned, then tacitly allowed the touch.
“My name’s Rita.”
Of course, I know your name is Rita!
Klos thought, but feigned a thoughtful expression, then widened her eyes: “You’re the Rita everyone’s been talking about in town lately? The one taking the Holy Knight exam?”
Her fame was really that big already? Rita felt an inexplicable sense of satisfaction: “Yeah, that’s probably me?”
Stop pretending, you’re clearly happy!
“Wow!” Klos’s eyes sparkled. “I didn’t expect the person who saved me to be so amazing, it’s just… unbelievable!”
“Hehe, not that amazing,” Rita scratched her head sheepishly.
Still smiling foolishly!
If Rita had a tail, Klos thought it would be wagging straight into the sky.
The silly girl she saw now was completely different from the nervous one last night.
So she really was here to investigate?
Hmph, whatever you were doing last night, now that you’ve dared to show me your defenseless side, don’t blame me for taking advantage!
“You really are amazing! Standing out among so many people! And you’re so kind, risking yourself to help me when I was in danger! I’ve never met anyone as outstanding as you!”
Klos said excitedly, pumping her small fists, but her voice gradually lowered, and her expression grew sad.
“Such a pity… if only I had met you sooner…”
Seeing Klos suddenly drop into silence, Rita quickly stopped her foolish grin and asked with concern, “What’s wrong? Do you… have something you can’t say?”
What’s wrong? You’re hooked!
Such an obvious opening—she wants you to catch it!
Klos had dealt with many difficult clients and was confident in her acting skills, instantly putting on a brave face, fighting back her sadness.
“I… actually… never mind, it’s nothing.”
Klos hesitated, making Rita even more anxious.
“What is it? Don’t be shy, just tell me.”
“Even if I say it, nothing will change.”
“Then at least try? Maybe I can help somehow.”
“Then… you can’t look down on me…”
“Of course not! Don’t worry.”
“Okay… actually… I work at a pleasure house…”
That night, Rita tossed and turned in bed.
How tragic—the girl named Klos was simply pitiful.
From a young age, burdened with the massive debt left by her deceased parents, she intended to work as a maid to repay it, but was abused by her mistress under accusations of seduction, and eventually had to sell herself to a pleasure house to settle the enormous debt.
Every day, she had to deal with all sorts of troublesome clients, and today she was almost assaulted.
If Rita had really left Klos in the alley that night, she would have gotten up in the middle of the night to slap herself twice.
Wait, hold on, Klos looks quite a bit like the rabbit girl who served her last night.
Could it really be such a coincidence?
Last night, Rita wore a small cloak, completely different from today’s formal attire, so it made sense that the other girl didn’t recognize her.
If that was true, maybe she could subtly gather some information about the Dream Demons from her—like where the three poor victims attacked by Dream Demons that Rita had seen yesterday ended up.
As a shop employee, she couldn’t be completely ignorant, right?
No matter, thinking too much didn’t help.
Klos had invited her out again tomorrow to properly express her gratitude.
Filled with anticipation for tomorrow, Rita hugged her pillow and drifted into a deep sleep.
Meanwhile, in Klos’s room.
“Very good, very good. You did excellently—I knew you had great potential.”
The Dream Demon Klos had met in the basement now stood before her, stroking her chin as if petting a little puppy.
The Dream Demon’s eyes held no regard for Klos as a human, as if she were nothing more than an insignificant plaything.
The memory of being touched so closely by a demon gradually awakened in Klos, making her muscles stiffen like stone, as if even breathing might anger the other.
“Tomorrow, your task is to have a proper date with that white-haired girl—tell her your story, listen to her, or simply be more direct and ride her; she won’t be able to resist.”
The Dream Demon said this as she lightly tapped Klos’s rear, a highly suggestive gesture that made Klos shriek, trembling as if fearing the demon would truly reach out and seize her.
“Don’t worry, you still have a mission. I won’t strike you for now. Just remember to have a good date with her.”
The Dream Demon pulled a small vial from her bosom and placed it on the bedside table.
The bottle shimmered with a pink glow that was mesmerizing to behold.
“Fresh Dream Demon essence is an incredibly precious material for you humans. This vial could make a whole batch of Love Potion. Just one drop can make anyone even more alluring than you have been before. This is your final assurance—go forth with confidence.”
Klos trembled, nodding stiffly.
“Well then, good luck. Remember, before you take her life, bring that girl to me so I can have a taste too.”
The Dream Demon flicked her heart-shaped tail at Klos’s lips, then twisted her waist and left the room.
Outside the room, Mel was waiting anxiously.
As soon as the Dream Demon left, he hurriedly asked,
“What did you say to her?”
“Nothing much, just that your method was too slow, so I helped speed things up a bit,” the Dream Demon’s lips curled into a subtle smile.
Though her expression looked harmless, Mel sensed a hint of provocation.
“Don’t worry. After tomorrow, you’ll get what you want.”