Who hid My Corpse!-Chapter 342: Twenty-nine, just helping you gouge out eyes and cut tongues, that’s all (plus some BB)

Chapter 342: Twenty-nine, just helping you gouge out eyes and cut tongues, that’s all (plus some BB)

“You are my favorite student, Hewinia.”

“Hew~inia~”

“If you’re not content, then grab my hand. And then swear your allegiance to me.”

“This girl is mine now.”

…

Hewinia’s eyes snapped open.

A swath of pallor invaded her field of vision, but it wasn’t snow—it was the ceiling.

Familiar yet foreign—the ceiling.

She felt like she had endured a lengthy nightmare, to the point where she was still uncertain whether she had actually awakened from it.

Her mind was groggy, her body uncomfortable; drenched in a cold sweat, the only sounds echoing in her ears were her own heavy breathing and…

“It seems you didn’t sleep very well.”

That familiar, leisurely “inner voice.”

Another’s voice coming from deep within her soul.

With that inner voice came memories.

Gradually, Hewinia began to recall everything, including the pit of corpses that she wasn’t sure was a dream or reality.

She didn’t speak immediately but struggled to sit up, changing from lying down to sitting, and then looked around.

Indeed, she had returned home.

But not to her own home—she was in the true Hewinia’s home, lying on Hewinia’s bed, and…

She lowered her head.

Wearing Hewinia’s nightgown.

After a silence, Hewinia finally spoke up slowly, “What did you do?”

“Of course, I pulled you back from the brink of death,” Bai Wei said with a smile, “and helped you with a little problem.”

A little… problem?

Hewinia thought back to last night… it must have been last night.

Daphne, with four seasoned Players, ambushed her, pushing her into a corner in an instant… no, not a corner.

Hewinia subconsciously touched her chest.

Even after a night had passed, the sensation of her heart being pierced by death was still vivid, making her acutely aware that she had been dead at that time. But Bai Wei had brought her back, then… reversed everything.

What happened afterward, Hewinia could not remember clearly, only managing to recall a few hazy fragments.

But even these vague snippets were enough for Hewinia to know that Daphne was dead.

The Daphne who had seen herself as the hunter, had been killed by a stronger hunter.

…Was this the work of Visas?

A complex mixture of emotions surged through Hewinia’s heart.

There was discouragement, defeat.

But notably absent was any relief or joy for having survived a calamity.

Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her left eye, causing her to instinctively cover it with her hand.

But it still hurt terribly, as if someone were gouging out her eyeball with a knife.

Ordinarily, the Hewinia who emerged from the Seed District already possessed a greater resistance to pain than most people, but this pain still had her gasping for breath.

But what she didn’t expect was that just as she opened her mouth, a tearing pain erupted from her tongue.

“Ah, it seems there’s a reaction,” Bai Wei remarked as if sensing something, still speaking in his casual tone, “Don’t worry, it does hurt at first, but you’ll get used to it eventually.”

Hewinia, one hand covering her eye, the other clutching her neck, asked with difficulty, “What… did you do?”

“I didn’t do much, just helped you with some eye-gouging and tongue-cutting,” Bai Wei said calmly, “But I didn’t do it for nothing—I installed my own for you.”

Naturally, Hewinia understood what Bai Wei meant.

Bai Wei, while in control of her body, had gone back to the dormitory and replaced her left eye and tongue with his own.

Just like that finger.

“In theory, it shouldn’t hurt this much,” Bai Wei continued, “After all, my body’s ‘plug and play’ attribute is quite high. Maybe it’s because you’re too weak right now; the burden on your body is too great. Of course, there could also be individual differences—there’s still a disparity between male and female bodies. And we didn’t have much time to let my body adapt to the shape of yours, so maybe we were a bit rough? That might be it.”

Exactly what Bai Wei was saying, Hewinia couldn’t make out through the pain.

For several seconds, she felt as though she was being dismembered, those two foreign “limbs” restlessly unsettling; the eye felt like it was frantically stabbing her eye socket, wanting to delve deeper, while the tongue was ruthlessly tearing at her throat to make its “dwelling” more comfortable.

Then she couldn’t hold back anymore and let out a cry of pain.

“…Ah!”

The sound traveled beyond the room, startling the maid outside.

“Miss?” Soon, there were knocks at the door accompanied by the maid’s slightly anxious inquiry, “Are you alright?”

Hewinia couldn’t respond.

The pain was too intense.

“Miss? Miss, are you feeling unwell?” The knocks grew more urgent, “I’m coming in, Miss.”

No, she couldn’t come in.

She had to endure; she must.

Hewinia clenched her teeth tightly, preparing to suppress the pain with sheer willpower.

But it was really hard.

She couldn’t even voice to the maid that she was okay.

“Miss? Miss?!” The maid, growing more anxious without a response, insisted, “I’m coming in…”

“No!”

Hewinia instinctively raised her head and then yelled out.

And at the moment she opened her mouth…

The pain vanished.

Simultaneously, the world in Hewinia’s eyes transformed.

Everything in the room became crisp and yet surreal.