Infinite: Dawn Game

The water that should have been clear and warm suddenly turned scarlet and foul-smelling at the showerhead. The blood, so red it was almost blinding, flowed out of the showerhead and quickly splattered the floor tiles and the surrounding walls with blood.

The viewers in front of the screen lit up.

Oh wow, this is really a ghost story.

Yu Shijiu, whose shower plans had been disrupted, stood by the sink, quietly watching the blood flowing from the showerhead, a slow smile playing on his lips.

"Ugh, so annoying," Yu Shijiu said, a bright smile on his face that didn't match his words at all.

He stared at the showerhead, and when he saw the pale, thin arm appear in the bloody water, he suddenly stepped forward, grabbed the arm tightly, and dragged the person completely out of the showerhead.

The monster, just about to reveal itself: "...!!!"

The monster screamed and opened its mouth wide to bite the arm that was pulling it, but a fruit knife suddenly appeared and stabbed it hard into its eye. With a "plop", its eyeball was pierced through.

Players in front of the screen: "..."

Okay, what a pure and unpretentious person who just takes action?

A sharp scream instantly drowned out the sound of the water falling. Yu Shijiu frowned in annoyance, but the corners of his mouth still slowly turned up.

"What's it called?"

Yu Shijiu pulled out the fruit knife, and the sticky feeling of blood splattering on his face intensified his anger.

Taking a shower is supposed to be a happy and enjoyable experience, but then a ghost suddenly crawls out of the showerhead. Who could stand that?

Seeing that the monster was about to continue screaming, Yu Shijiu shook off the hand holding its arm and impatiently brandished the blood-dripping fruit knife in his hand:

"You don't plan to keep the other eyeball either, do you?"

The eerie screams abruptly ceased.

It covered its bleeding eyes with its intact hand, and tremblingly looked up at the boy playing with the fruit knife in front of it, not daring to utter another sound.

With the surrounding noise subsiding, Yu Shijiu's agitation and madness dissipated slightly, giving her time to compose herself and look down at the strange creature before her.

Before me stood a female monster with disheveled hair that almost reached her feet. She was soaking wet with blood, and her face was almost entirely covered in blood. One of her eyes had been pierced, and her other intact, scarlet eye was filled with fear and trembling.

A cowardly monster.

Yu Shijiu's internal evaluation.

Completely unaware that she had been labeled a coward, the female monster was now clinging to the glass door of the bathroom, trembling like a leaf, as if the madman in front of her would end her life with a single blow at any moment.

How can humans be so unafraid of the supernatural?

The female ghost was completely baffled. The pain in her left eye suppressed her desire to resist to the deepest level. She only dared to lower her head and look up at the boy standing outside the bathroom, stealthily moving back little by little.

As long as, as long as you touch the showerhead—

"Don't move back," Yu Shijiu said, raising his eyelids as he took in the female ghost's movements.

"Speak, what do you know?"

The news was delivered to his doorstep, so why not take it? Besides, it had disturbed his shower. Yu Shijiu was now desperately in need of some satisfactory clues to satisfy his murderous desires.

The female ghost was clearly startled, her eyes filled with fear, but she dared not retreat any further.

"Say what? What should I say?"

Perhaps terrified by Yu Shijiu's subconscious reaction, the female ghost wanted to slap herself twice after saying those words.

Tell me, tell me!! How could you not know what I'm saying?!

As the female ghost instinctively tried to make amends, she saw the boy in front of her suddenly take a step forward.

Female ghost: "!!!"

Even though she knew she shouldn't run, Yu Shijiu still shrank back several times as she walked forward.

Yu Shijiu impatiently stepped on the female ghost's long hair, bent down and took out a snowflake-shaped hair clip from her hair, "Why are you running?"

He tossed the hairpin in his hand and said, "I'll give you another chance. How did this hairpin end up with you?"

It's the exact same hair clip as Xuexue's.

Yu Shijiu guessed that this hair clip and the one on Xuexue's head were a pair.

The female ghost was taken aback, and her scarlet eyes immediately looked at the snowflake hair clip in Yu Shijiu's hand, with an inevitable hint of pity appearing in her eyes.

But it was only a fleeting moment, and the female ghost honestly replied:

"It was given to me by the little girl in ward 107."

Ward 107?

Yu Shijiu recalled for a few seconds and remembered that Xue Xue's room number across the hall was indeed this one.

Why am I giving this to you?

This question was originally asked casually, but the female ghost hesitated for a long time this time, as if she was considering how to choose the right words.

Yu Shijiu: "Don't try to fool me. Just say what you mean, or else—"

The boy's tone was sweet and gentle, and his smiling eyes gradually fell on the female ghost, causing her to tremble as if she had been doused with a bucket of ice water.

Seeing the fruit knife the young man was twirling in his hand, the female ghost, fearing she might also lose her other eye, quickly replied:

"Yes, that little girl gave it to me to curry favor with me. I didn't steal it! I absolutely didn't steal it! How could I possibly want such a small thing? It's not worth anything..."

The female ghost said a lot, and apart from most of the overlapping words, Yu Shijiu could hear a lot of things that sounded like she was belittling and disdaining Xuexue's hair clip.

Under what circumstances would Xuexue's things be despised by a monster who is her own kind?

“You seem to dislike Xue Xue,” Yu Shijiu narrowed his eyes. “Why?”

The female ghost gave him a slightly mocking look: "Who wouldn't hate that kind of woman—"

Before the female ghost could finish speaking, there was a sudden knock on the ward door.

"Ward rounds!"

It was a female voice that was not very clear.

Yu Shijiu: "..."

He turned and glanced at the female ghost with a happy expression, then warned, "Don't run away."

The boy smiled and said in a clear voice, "You should be able to tell that I have a bad temper."

Female ghost: "..."

She chuckled dryly a few times, "Of course, of course, I definitely won't, I definitely won't run away..."

"..."

Yu Shijiu left the bathroom with satisfaction and looked up at the wall clock as she opened the ward door.

Half past two.

Time flies.

After the ward door was opened, the female nurse standing outside immediately looked up. Her exquisitely beautiful face was pale and cold, and even her lips had an eerie bright red hue.

"What are you doing? Why are you locking the door?"

Xue Yan's tone was cold, and her hand holding the medical record was pale, with clearly visible bluish-black veins.

Yu Shijiu yawned lazily, "Can't I lock the door if I wake up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and want to take a shower?"

"..."

Xue Yan's cold gaze traveled down the boy's face, and his expression softened slightly when he saw the hospital gown that was practically plastered to the boy's body.

"You can't close the door, not at any time."

Perhaps recalling the complaint Yu Shijiu had mentioned earlier that day, Xue Yan added:

"These are the rules of the nursing home, and complaining won't do any good."