Transmigrated into a reversed world
Chapter 133 - 133-It tastes like wax.

Meanwhile, Cyra and Nicole slept peacefully under the covers. Louis woke up early, found his sister in a deep sleep, and moved about quietly, careful not to disturb her much-needed rest.

Louis ordered breakfast for both of them, putting it on Cyra's tab. After eating his fill, he noticed Nicole still showed no signs of waking. Moving closer, he stretched his hands under her nose. Feeling her warm breath on his fingers, he released the breath he hadn't realized he was holding.

She was so pale making his imagination run wild, almost scaring himself to death.

Patting his chest in relief, he glanced at the food and debated whether to wake her or pack it up. Deciding on the latter, he stored the food, opened his bracelet, and saw the restrictions on certain networks due to his slave status.

He closed his eyes, feeling sad and his happy mood going down; he shut the hologram and closed his eyes to catch up on his sleep.

An hour later, he stirred, still feeling groggy. He glanced at Nicole's sleeping form, his eyes shut, and he drifted back to sleep and this cycle repeated three times.

The last time, he felt too lazy to move and too tired to get up; he still saw Nicole sleeping, and his eyes moved to the curtain and saw the evening sun going down, his eyes widened, and he stood up in shock.

He quickly moved to Nicole and checked her for signs that she was okay and still breathing. Not still feeling secure he patted her body to wake her up.

"Sister...wake up," Louis said in a soft voice, pushing her shoulders to wake up, but she didn't budge, making Louis panic.

His voice grew louder and hoarse from shouting before Nicole opened her eyes from the disturbance; she frowned and looked to the side only to see her brother's tears-filled face.

She sat up quickly, checking him over to be sure nothing happened to him before she sighed in relief.

"What's wrong with you?" She asked, clueless as to why he was crying so devastatingly.

Before she could understand what was his problem, she was hit repeatedly on the shoulder.

"Why! I thought something happened to you! Ahhh!" He screamed in anger, hitting the confused Nicole.

"Did you think up something and scared yourself silly again?" She sighed, feeling helpless about her brother's fear-inducing thoughts.

"What! I'm not the one looking pale as a ghost and sleeping from morning to evening without moving." Louis argued back, not liking her accusatory tone.

"Can't you just think that I am so tired that I had to sleep till evening... Didn't that thought enter your mind?" Nicole said and got down from the bed; she didn't hear her brother's response and saw his avoiding look.

And a thought flashed through her mind, "Wait, don't tell me you checked whether I was breathing." She just said it as a joke, but when she saw Louis's flushed face.

She almost fell from shock; she was so speechless that she looked at him, not knowing what to say to him.

Louis used the bedcovers to cover his face; she shook her head and entered the bathroom, and when washing, she suddenly burst out in laughter.

Her laughter freed her from every pent-up emotion; she felt free and light in her heart. Now she won't be dying anytime soon, and she has all the time to protect her scaredy cat of a brother.

After she got out of the bathroom, she put on her old clothes. Louis, who had finally gotten over his embarrassment, pointed at the food on the table for her to eat.

Nicole looked at the food and felt no appetite for it at all; she picked up a spoon, scooped some porridge and brought it to her mouth.

It tasted like wax paper as she chewed on it; she couldn't help it and spat it out into the tablecloth.

"What's wrong with you? why did you spit out a perfectly delicious porridge?" Louis left the bed and frowned at her behaviour. He is a chef and doesn't like to see food being wasted like this.

"It tastes like wax. I am not eating again; help me finish it." She ran out the door, not waiting for Louis's lecture on food.

After leaving the door, she came to the realization she couldn't eat normal food again, only blood.

She wasn't regretful, such power comes at a cost, which she would live with all her life.

She stood in front of Cyra's door and took deep breaths before she knocked.

"Come in." The door locks opened automatically; bending the handle, she pushed the door open.

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