The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss Part 1 || LK Adaptation

𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝑺𝒊𝒙𝒕𝒚 𝑶𝒏𝒆

𝑩𝒆𝒈𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝑻𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒆

“Well, if you don’t deal with him, he might continue with his killing spree as soon as he wakes up.” Lisa cautioned Uncle Nine.

As they pondered what to do with the unconscious handsome young man, he suddenly let out a muffled cry.

He was awake!

Almost immediately, Vermilion Bird jumped in front of Lisa to protect her, ready to take action. He stared at Ruto, who was gradually coming back to his senses.

Ruto sat up with his head buried in his hands. His pretty eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

Uncle Nine held his breath. Nobody expected that the malefic devil would wake up at that moment.

There was no sound in the basement. Everyone there was nervous as the handsome young man regained consciousness.

The young man grunted as he tried to shake the pain away from his head. He looked at the three people in front of him with confusion.

“Two birds…”

Lisa stood frozen for a minute before she realized that the two birds the young man had referred to were the Vermilion Bird and the little Phoenix.

However…

The coldness in the eyes of that handsome young man had vanished without a trace. His dark eyes only had confusion and questions in them. He showed no desire to attack the people around him.

An idea sprang to Lisa’s mind. She stepped out from behind Vermilion Bird and made her way toward the young man on the bed.

The Vermilion Bird would not believe that his master would go nuts at that very moment.

Did she not know how horrible that punk had been?

He had the blood of seven different races in him. The Vermilion Bird was not even sure he was confident that he could confront the brat.

As he sat on the bed, the handsome young man tilted his head as he stared at Lisa.

He smelled something familiar, as he twitched his delicate nose and blinked his eyes. He was still a little dazed. After a moment of hesitation, he opened his mouth and called out to her, “Big Sister…”

Lisa, who was still making her way toward him, could not believe that the killer had just addressed her as… Big Sister!

Did she even know him?!

“Is this Nestling Mentality? Good heavens, you were not even the first person he saw!!” Vermilion Bird was speechless.

Uncle Nine was taken aback as well, but he nodded.

Lisa was frozen on the spot; she had no idea what to do next.

“Big Sister, it hurts.” The young man pouted. He patted the side of his head where he had knocked into the Vermillion Bird as he looked at Lisa with watery eyes.

Lisa was dumbfounded, and it was a complicated situation.

The feeling when a killing-machine who had killed in cold blood addressed one as ‘Big Sister’ in a charming tone…

There was no word to describe that feeling.

The young man’s heart broke when he did not receive any reaction from Lisa. He wiggled and got off the bed to slowly make his way toward Lisa. Then, he grabbed her hand, put it on his head, and remarked pitifully, “Sister, blow on it.”