Crack~
A cracking sound arose as a woman dressed in a black bodysuit emerged from the blood cocoon. This left Song Jian, who had some expectations, feeling quite disappointed.
Glancing at the woman's features, Song Jian found her somewhat familiar. Staring intently at her face, he eventually realized that she seemed to be Kamata, grown up to the age of eighteen or nineteen. Although she had become more beautiful, the traces of her thirteen- or fourteen-year-old self were still visible between her brows and eyes.
"Kamata?" Song Jian tried calling out.
Kamata, having crawled out of the blood cocoon, seemed very excited, constantly examining her own body and arms. Hearing Song Jian calling her, she rolled her eyes at him, showing an attitude of disinterest. However, it wasn't long before Kamata seemed to remember something and quickly flashed a sweet smile at Song Jian, saying, "How do you think I look now?"
