Rober leaned forward slowly because he noticed the tail that dangled from beneath the curtain was still sweeping back and forth, indicating that the thing inside was alive.
Just at that moment, Valerie came from the direction of the kitchen, holding a wooden bowl in her hand filled with minced meat that smelled somewhat fragrant.
As Valerie approached the bedside, the curtain stirred, and a dark shadow suddenly leaped out from it.
Rober, who had been paying attention to the movement at the bedside, was startled. He stepped forward and pulled Valerie over to him.
At the same time, a flash of cold light appeared from his sleeve.
"Swish!"
With a muffled grunt, the shadow that jumped out was pierced through the head by the weapon in Rober's hand in mid-air, and by the time it fell to the ground, it had turned into a corpse.
Rober lowered his raised arm, and no one saw clearly what weapon had shot out from his sleeve in that instant.
"Miss Valerie..."