The cool morning breeze quietly slipped in through the window crack.
Sophia covered her head and slowly woke up.
Perhaps it was because Li Andy's spiritual escape had caused a haunting, but when she opened her eyes, the room was a mess.
Drinks and clothes were scattered everywhere.
Cabinets and sofas were no longer in their original places.
The fabric of a dress was torn and scattered on the bed, like three different colored, wilted petals, mixed with the crumpled bedsheet.
Looking down, she saw a sleeping Andy.
She… seemed to have fallen asleep on top of him.
Sophia frowned, somewhat forgetting when exactly she had lost consciousness. It felt as if she had suddenly transmigrated to the next day with just an eye blink.
However, her body, with its trembling aftershocks, told her: transmigration was impossible, she was just unwilling to accept reality and chose selective amnesia.
Sophia sat in silence for a while, then remembered that she had indeed fainted.
And not just once!
Recalling this, she became furious, her slightly reddened eyes glaring intently at Li Andy's shoulder.
I expected you to save me, but you ended up persecuting me!
And even if you persecuted me, you were still the most enthusiastic one in the end!
It's like picking the softest persimmon to squeeze!
"You scoundrel! Ow!"
Sophia bit down angrily, and as the familiar taste of blood filled her mouth, she narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, her frown gradually easing.
Her previously uncontrolled state completely stabilized.
Sophia thought while eating breakfast.
Ever since she borrowed the 【Evil Blood】, she found her taste becoming more and more like the vampires in that exorcism scripture. Although she could still enjoy normal human food, after it went down, she always felt something was missing.
And she liked the taste of blood more and more.
In fact, with her current strength, just an accidental sniff from dozens of meters away would tell her whether a person's taste was salty or bland.
For example, heavy drinkers always had an unpleasant bitter taste; ascetic monks who ate vegetarian food had a bitter, herbal taste, like dried tangerine peel, parched; and infants who had just been weaned had a milky scent underneath, with a very clear fishy taste; and then there were those fat rich people, who were oily and greasy, just smelling them made her throat feel sticky and uncomfortable.
The tastes of her three most important family members were even more familiar.
As for Molly, she had an innocent sweetness, like fresh flower tea, one sip of which could refresh her mouth for a whole day;
Youxi, she was like juice soaked in a secluded spring, cool and thirst-quenching, especially delicious.
However, if she drank too much, she would easily get a cold stomach, leading to cold hands and feet.
As for Andy... well, to be honest, he didn't have a very special taste.
But, what she liked most was this unspecial taste.
Delicacies, though they provided the greatest stimulation to the taste buds, would cause a clear feeling of indigestion after eating them once or twice consecutively.
And Andy... he was like warm white porridge, though not stimulating to the taste buds, he could always soothe her stomach when she felt most uncomfortable.
Therefore, whenever she drank Youxi's until her stomach felt cold, a sip from Andy's arm would always restore her to normal.
If she didn't drink it one day, although she wouldn't feel uncomfortable, she would always feel something was missing...
Moreover, in a normal diet, white porridge and milk are common foods.
But in blood, various impactful tastes are the norm.
Currently, she could already smell a person's blood from dozens of meters away, but she had only smelled this pure taste from Andy.
It was a rarity among rarities!
As Sophia thought, she couldn't help but rub her body, hugging Li Andy tightly. It was as if she wanted to forever hide this precious ordinariness in her embrace.
But at this moment, the preciousness in her arms spoke plainly.
"Doesn't it hurt, pressing your two spheres like that?"
Li Andy looked at the inexplicably emotional golden-haired vampire, raising an eyebrow.
Although your texture is very soft and skin-friendly, pressing so hard still affects my breathing.
Sophia froze for a moment, then looked up and met his gaze for two and a half seconds, suddenly snorting and increasing her kneading strength:
"I'll just press! Press you to death!"
Li Andy was speechless, letting her have her tantrum.
Now in a state of post-coital clarity, he only found this girl childish.
To the side, Youxi, who had already woken up, chuckled softly, turned on her side, rested her head on her wrist, and slid her calf across Li Andy's leg, asking:
"Brother, is your mission today to lobby the theater troupe? How exactly should we do it, do you need our help?"
Li Andy couldn't help but be stunned, almost forgetting.
Last night, everyone was immersed in the exorcism ritual, and he had only briefly mentioned accepting the Governing Madam's commission, without going into detail.
At the same moment, Molly on the other side also heard this and opened her eyes, powering on.
She cared deeply about this commission, which her parents had pushed from behind.
So, she mimicked Youxi's actions, turned to her side and leaned close, placing her soft, tender calf on Andy Gege's leg.
Li Andy was speechless, unable to move, feeling as if he was being confined and interrogated.
He strongly suspected that if he angered all three girls at once in the future, he might truly be suppressed like this!
"Ahem..."
Li Andy cleared his throat, signaling for Sophia, who was kneading, to stop. The latter snorted, then quietly stopped, slowly shifting her body downwards.
"It's called lobbying for a stance, but what we actually need to do is make the theater troupe willingly be acquired. If they don't take a firm stance, they definitely won't survive."
Li Andy paused, then continued,
"So, what we need to do next is to make the four spokespersons in the theater troupe either submit or abstain and leave."
"There are four? Who are they?" Youxi asked, frowning.
Li Andy replied:
"First, the apparent Person in charge , Charles, who is mainly responsible for the overall operation and management of the theater troupe.
"Secondly, the artistic director, Helena. Uh... she is their chief playwright, or rather, the bandleader, responsible for adapting scores and conducting the orchestra.
"Additionally, there's the stage manager, Anthony. He is responsible for the production and procurement of stage props, costume customization, and stage direction.
"Finally, there's 'Angel's Throat,' our most famous superstar, the troupe's ace, Miss Rose.
"According to my current intelligence, apart from Charles who leans towards independence, the others all seem to favor the Empire more. And most of them still believe that they can safely move to the next district like before."
Sophia blinked, asking:
"Can't they safely move to the next district?"
"Not if their stance isn't firm," Li Andy explained. "The Nine District's Governing Madam is more ruthless than those in other districts. The Imperial garrison sent to investigate the Black Alley unrest seems to have encountered a lot of difficulties as soon as they arrived."
"So... are we going to take care of those who lean towards the Imperial faction? Andy, are you going to start doing dirty work??" Sophia sat up straight, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"Tsk, I said it was lobbying, why did it suddenly turn bloody?"
Li Andy sighed helplessly, Sophia's genius thought process always caught him off guard,
"Are you possessed with such violent thoughts? Do you want to be exorcised again?"
"You're the one who's possessed!"
Sophia bristled, her hands gripping his neck.
But a second later, the girl shrank back, hesitatingly changing her words,
"Now... temporarily... not yet needed..."
Now, it was Li Andy's turn to be stunned; he really seemed unable to keep up with this girl's thought process.
On both sides, Youxi and Molly couldn't help but exchange a smile, secretly thinking that their good sister was finally beginning to understand that special kind of happiness.