Rita put on her bathrobe and tidied herself numbly.

"Make some dishes," said Rita.

It was rare that she was still in the mood to eat. When Tina came back and saw Rita, she was really frightened.

But now that she was so rational, she was much more at ease.

"I'll make it for you right away." After that, Tina hurried to the kitchen.

There was only Rita left in the room.

She sat on the dressing table and looked at the marks on her neck. Her eyes were clear and numb, as if nothing had happened.

It seemed that everything that had happened was not important to her.

"Buzz...