Since last night, Lily has been locked in her room, and no one responded to knocking at the door.
Vivian had prepared breakfast for the whole house (it was almost lunch, since they didn't wake up until after ten o'clock today). Noticing someone missing from the table, she looked toward the door to the side of the living room with a hint of concern: "Is Big Dog okay?"
"After such a traumatic experience, she's definitely going to be down for a while. My perspective is shattered watching her, not to mention she's the one involved," Kevin said as he filled his own bowl. "I'll take her food in later. The last person she wants to see right now is probably you. It's so embarrassing."
Vivian was momentarily confused: "Why?"
Kevin spread his hands: "She's always proudly fighting you as a werewolf, but now the vampire is still the vampire, and the werewolf has become a husky spirit. Do you think she'd have the nerve to see you now? It would be incredibly embarrassing!" "Inferiority complex? I don't believe she's thinking that much," Vivian said, taking a seat next to Kevin and casually tossing half a piece of ham to "Gone" at the table. "And we're actually not as awkward as you think. I really don't like werewolves, and I often argue with Big Dog, but honestly... we're not enemies. There's no need to be afraid to see each other because of this. That's what I think anyway."
Kevin wanted to say that only the person involved could explain this, but thinking of Lily's usual naiveté, he couldn't really say what that idiot was thinking in the room, so he could only sigh with a mixture of laughter and tears. Y'zaks stared at her coldly for a long moment before suddenly blurting out, "I still don't quite understand what 'Husky' means, but that little girl is pretty upset this time."
"I find it hard to explain to you the state of mind of a werewolf after discovering he's actually a husky spirit," Kevin said sincerely. Y'zaks chuckled. "What's so hard to understand? I have a demon captain over there who always believed he was the offspring of a fallen angel. To the end, I didn't dare tell him that his wings were deformed from a difficult birth and lack of oxygen..."
Kevin: "...I'll go get Lily some food."
He served Lily the food and went to her door. He knocked twice, but heard no sound from inside. "Lily, it's me," Kevin said, adding a little more strength to his grip. "Open the door. It's time for dinner. Don't keep anything up inside. Let's discuss it after dinner..."
Before he could finish his words, the door was flung open. Lily, still in her werewolf form, appeared bleary-eyed. "Oh, Landlord, are you ready for dinner?"
Kevin: "...So you just woke up?"
"Yes."
"Just now, we took turns calling you at the door..."
"Didn't you hear me?"
Kevin: "..."
He carefully observed Lily's expression, finding no trace of sadness or sorrow. All he could see was the drowsy grogginess of someone still half asleep. He was completely lost for words: the three of them had spent half the night and a whole morning worrying about this girl, thinking she'd locked herself in her room for some kind of accident, only to find that she'd fallen asleep the moment she got back to her room! Kevin just wanted to ask: This Erha girl, your identity was just verified last night. Why are you trying so hard to emphasize your racial identity?
Lily had no idea what Kevin's expression meant. She simply happily accepted her meal, ran to the table, and began devouring it like usual. She devoured it with such relish, finishing two bowls in ten minutes. She burped contentedly, then looked up and smiled naively at the people around her: "Yeah, I'm full."
"Has the overstimulation made you completely insane?" Even Vivian was a little stunned this time. She couldn't help but reach out and touch Lily's forehead. "Big Dog, do you really remember what happened last night?"
Thankfully, Lily's expression finally changed upon hearing this, proving she wasn't foolish. She glanced around, then looked at Kevin hesitantly: "Landlord... am I really a husky?"
"Absolutely true. There's no point in trying to avoid reality," Vivian answered for Kevin. "Actually, think positively. Wolves and huskies are closely related. Werewolves are, to put it bluntly, wolf spirits, which are similar to husky spirits... You could consider yourself a minority among werewolves." "Am I the only one in the whole clan?" Lily counted on her fingers, a strange expression on her face. "How could I be a Husky..."
"Maybe there really is a Husky branch among werewolves," Vivian said, trying to comfort Lily. "Look, Huskies evolved from wolves, and they were one species hundreds of years ago. Then Husky spirits and orthodox werewolves were also one species hundreds of years ago. It's entirely possible that a Husky branch emerged from orthodox werewolves."
"This is getting more and more absurd," Kevin muttered, touching Y'zaks' arm. The Great Demon nodded, "But I think it makes sense."
Kevin: "..."
Lily was clearly not very good at such complex questions. After Vivian went around in circles for a while, she began to feel dizzy. Finally, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it, let's not think about it. I'm doing well anyway, and it doesn't affect my eating and sleeping."
Kevin was immediately impressed: "A Husky, you see, his level of awareness is so high, almost mindless."
"Actually, if you're still worried, I can use the most accurate method to identify you." Vivian, a vampire, completely put aside her racial prejudice and offered to help. She grasped Lily's hand with a sincere expression. "Appearance can be misleading, and we don't understand the data terminal thing, but I have a solution that you'll definitely agree with."
Lily's ears perked up: "How?"
"Let me suck your blood," Vivian said casually. Lily yanked her hand away instantly and scurried behind Kevin. "Bat, be careful! I finally considered you a friend!"
"You're so nervous," Vivian squinted at Lily. "You go to the hospital and get your blood tested. I'm just taking a sip, not trying to feed you. Think about it, you won't find similar services anywhere else. You'll have to go to a veterinarian, and there's absolutely no veterinarian on this planet who can tell you if you're a werewolf or a husky."
Kevin instinctively felt that Vivian's method wasn't as accurate as his own data terminal, but after a moment's reflection, Lily decided to trust the vampire for once. "Okay, let's make a deal. You can only bite once, or I'll bite back. My teeth are definitely better than yours."
A husky versus a vampire comparing teeth—could you be any cuter?
Vivian smiled and slowly approached Lily, who instinctively curled up on the sofa, her tail stiffening. "Where...are you going to bite?"
"According to my tribe's rules, the neck, of course. Of course, if you're worried, I can switch to the arm."
"What's so scary? Bite the neck, then... Wait, have you brushed your teeth?"
"High-level vampires' fangs can't harbor bacteria. Don't worry, they're cleaner than a sterile room."
"...Then you should rinse your mouth too. I'm being suspicious."
"You're the one who talks too much! Close your eyes, I'm biting!"
"Wow!"
Lily couldn't finish her nonsense before Vivian had already bitten down, and the werewolf girl only managed a short gasp. Kevin watched the whole thing from the side, watching the two beautiful women tangled up on the sofa. It was like a lily in bloom... What a waste. Vivian, true to her word, sucked only a tiny bit of blood. Within seconds, she finished and sat up, smacking her lips and savoring the taste. Lily, a strange blush on her face, looked at Vivian cautiously. "How was it?"
Vivian's expression, initially calm, gradually shifted. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her expression grew increasingly erratic. Lily, observing this, immediately grew nervous. "Don't scare me... What's going on?"
"I think I still know too little about this world," Vivian said calmly, stepping away from Lily. "I have two pieces of news, and I'm not sure if they're good or bad... First, you're indeed a Husky. Truly. I swear on my bloodline, my judgment of blood has never been wrong."
Lily had already prepared herself for this news and was quite receptive to it. "And the second part?"
"...I also tasted one-sixteenth of Pekingese blood."