Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Heavy Rain, and Breathing Far Too Heavy
'My head feels so heavy...'
'Wait—not just my head...'
The moment Lu Li regained consciousness, she tried to push herself up from the waterlogged ground, but her arms were too weak to cooperate. Her palms pressed against the rough asphalt, and a sharp, unnervingly clear sting radiated from the contact.
In the end, all she could manage was to twitch her fingers—she raised her right hand to her face—
A slender wrist. Skin so pale it was nearly translucent. Long, delicate fingers.
There was absolutely no way that was her hand.
She lowered her head, her gaze sliding down through the open collar—the rain-soaked fabric clung to her skin, tracing 2 curves along her chest that had no business being there.
Her mind ground to a brief halt.
She instinctively raised her hand, her fingertips trembling as they made contact—they sank in, meeting soft, yielding warmth, and sprung back gently the moment she let go.
'......?'
Her reluctant fingers continued upward, reaching her neck. Her fingertips quickly skimmed over smooth skin—a slender neckline, and the faint ridge of a collarbone.
Further down—
A certain... hollow feeling.
"What kind of... joke is this..."
A flood of overwhelming panic finally crashed over her. Lu Li frantically reached for her own hair—but instead of familiar short black strands, her fingers met silver locks cascading like a waterfall.
Alright.
Wonderful.
So she went out to buy a cake, and came back as a woman?
'Calm down... calm down... take stock of things first...'
First: she had become female—already confirmed, no need to verify again.
Second: no idea how it happened, no idea if it could be reversed.
Third—
"Right—the cake!"
It suddenly hit her.
She snapped her head around. The neatly packaged cake box lay quietly in a puddle not far away.
Thank goodness—though the box was soaked, the plastic tray inside seemed to have kept the cake itself intact.
Lu Li gritted her teeth, enduring the strange, scattering sensations rioting through her body, and staggered over to scoop the cake box into her arms...
The moment she did, the box inevitably pressed against her chest.
Even through the wet fabric, the feeling of the compression and deformation against her chest made her suck in a sharp breath, her cheeks flushing a burning red in an instant...
Right at that moment—
A rapid yet steady set of footsteps sounded from the far end of the alley.
—The kind of sound only thick-soled boots could make, crushing through standing water.
Cold. Hard. Carrying undisguised killing intent.
Lu Li instinctively raised her head.
Silver hair draped over half her face. In the single eye left exposed, what should have been a pitch-black pupil now radiated an eerie, crimson glow.
And standing across from her, a long-haired woman in a black trench coat stood in the curtain of rain.
She held a matte black straight-edged blade, its tip pointed at the ground, rainwater trickling down the blood groove.
The woman looked at the girl before her—disheveled, soaked to the bone, sitting in the muddy water with a cake box clutched to her chest—and the hand gripping the blade tightened almost imperceptibly.
"Reaction target confirmed."
She appeared to be speaking into an earpiece.
"Target located. Preparing to execute elimination..."
Then she raised her head and looked at Lu Li.
"I'm sorry."
Only those 2 words—and after that, the blade was already drawn.