(Still no reaction?)

Lin Mo turned back to the movie.

(So, what exactly is this woman’s weakness…?)

A weakness.

Her weakness was obviously her bizarre sexual fetish.

Diona’s eyes were wide open, so wide they looked ready to burst out of their sockets.

So Lin Mo wouldn’t mistake her for a pervert, she had to force down the beastly desire inside her. She didn’t even dare let her breathing grow faster.

(Huff… huff…)

(Huff… huff… huff…!!)

If Diona’s usual friends or elders saw her like this, they’d be absolutely shocked.

But it couldn’t be helped. To Diona, having a breathtaking beauty like Lin Mo right in front of her and not immediately pushing him down was already taking every ounce of self-control she had. And his feet… Good grief, that was way beyond her limits!

The girl trembled slightly.

But she still did everything she could to keep Lin Mo from noticing. She absolutely couldn’t let the perverted side of her personality show in front of the boy she liked! Absolutely not!

“Mm.”

Lin Mo was watching the movie.

The plot had reached the part where everyone discovered the first victim’s body.

Sure enough, someone in the old mansion shouted, “I’m not staying under the same roof as a murderer!”

Her skin was a light, brownish shade, and her ears were a little pointed. She gave off the startling impression of a dark elf from a fantasy novel.

(This world seems pretty colorful.)

(Her ears are a little pointed, but they’re nothing like the elves in stories… She seems to be human, too.)

“Diona, what do you think?” Lin Mo suddenly asked. “Will that woman who went back to her room alone die next?”

“………………” Diona said nothing.

“Diona?” Lin Mo turned to look at her, puzzled.

In an instant, Diona’s excellent combat reflexes kicked in, and she resumed her usual sitting posture.

She also moved her gaze and face away from Lin Mo’s feet, putting a full twenty centimeters between them.

“Huh?”

The girl kept a friendly smile on her face.

She reached over and touched Lin Mo’s hand, then glanced at the scene on the TV.

“Haha, well, she’s dark-skinned.”

“The dark-skinned character always dies. That’s how it goes in every horror movie.”

“Even ghost movies?” Lin Mo asked.

“Of course. Aren’t the other movies you’ve seen like that?” Diona tilted her head.

“…I see.”

The dark-skinned character always dies.

The Black character always dies.

It seemed that no matter the world, horror movies were always cruel to people with darker skin.

“The main character should survive in the end, right?”

It was kind of interesting. The ghost story had a somewhat Eastern-style setup, but its cast felt very Western.

“Well, about that…” Diona brought a finger to her lips.

She smiled, then gently pressed the index finger she’d just held to her own lips against Lin Mo’s.

“It’s a secret. Spoilers are the worst when you’re watching a movie.”

Lin Mo didn’t say anything.

The camera had now turned to the dark-skinned woman. It probably wouldn’t be long before an evil ghost suddenly appeared in her room and killed her.

Before crossing over, Lin Mo hadn’t watched many horror movies. But he knew quite a bit about their patterns and scare tactics. Heh. They’d play some creepy music, then suddenly have something pop out and scare the life out of someone!

Someone else might’ve been scared, but for Lin Mo, a trained assassin, it was a piece of cake.

“Oh, I just remembered.”

Diona said, “I ate that compressed biscuit you gave me earlier.”

“…?” Lin Mo froze.

He suddenly felt a little embarrassed. “How did it taste?”

“Pretty good. It had a flavor I can’t quite describe, too. Anyway, it felt really nice.”

Diona blinked. A girl who knew how to cook could definitely win over the boy she liked!

“Xiao Mo, you must be hungry now, right?”

“Yeah.” Lin Mo nodded.

He stayed sprawled lazily on the couch, his feet resting on Diona’s thigh. His voice sounded a little tired.

“I’m a little hungry, yeah.”

“Want me to make you something tasty?” Diona’s voice held a hint of delight. “Hehe, I’m an amazing cook! And I’ve got a few cans stored up. The meat inside is tender and delicious. You’ll be in for a real feast!”

“Really?!” Lin Mo was overjoyed.

Ever since they’d arrived in the Matriarchal Apocalypse, his group hadn’t eaten meat in ages.

Even the meat they’d cut from the wild dogs after dealing with the pack last time had tasted sour. It still stank even after they cooked it. And the insides of those beasts had contained half-digested human fingers and hair…

Though, of the group he’d started out with, only he was left now…

“Sounds good. I’ll help you out.” Lin Mo started to get up.

“No need! I can handle it myself. You just stay here and wait for your big sister to feed you later.”

As she spoke, Diona excitedly seized the chance to grab Lin Mo’s little foot. She really wanted to squeeze it, sniff it, and lick it, but she thought of all the chances she’d have in the future and reluctantly let go of the beautiful foot she adored. Then she hurried off to the kitchen.

“Phew…”

Lin Mo climbed up and leaned over the back of the couch, watching Diona walk away. He let out a soft, relieved breath.

“Even in the apocalypse, there are still warm, comfortable places…”

He glanced around. The room was old, and its furnishings were worn. Even the sheet metal on the roof clattered whenever the wind turbine outside started spinning faster. But as a home, Diona’s house was wonderful.

Even just lying on this couch gave him a relaxed, comfortable sense of safety. It was exactly what he and his fellow transmigrators had dreamed of during the past month, but never managed to find.

“She really is a good girl…”

As someone who’d already died once, Lin Mo had long since accepted the reality that he had to live seriously in this Matriarchal Apocalypse.

Thinking about it now, Diona really was a great person. She knew how to respect others, was completely smitten with him, and wouldn’t just pounce on him or stare at him while breathing heavily… And most importantly, she was beautiful. Incredibly beautiful. The kind of stunning beauty that was almost aggressive.

“Well, nothing else is going to happen tonight.”

Muttering that, Lin Mo rolled over again. He lay on his side on the couch and continued watching the movie.

They had to conserve power, so everywhere in the room was pitch-black except for the area around the TV and the kitchen Diona had just gone into.