On a two-meter wide Sealy bed, lay a person half reclining. Their hair, long and jet black, was sprawled about like that of a baby's, fragile as a finger snap.,His hawk-like gaze swept across the empty bedroom, landing on the two crimson stains on the sheets. A furrow deepened between his brows.,"You get me a sick day, the usual way. Just say I got my period!" Her voice was loud and piercing, causing everyone around to turn their heads.。