The pool was dry. Only the source remained, still trickling out water at a painfully slow rate. The entire reservoir she had painstakingly built up was gone without a trace.
"What the hell! Where's my spirit spring water?!" Suzy cried out in disbelief.
The moment her voice fell, a white blur leapt lightly out from the depths of the space.
It was a snow-white kitten, fluffy and tiny, no bigger than two fists––that was what her system looked like when taking a physical form. Its glassy eyes looked up at her innocently.
Something dangled from its mouth.
It padded over at an unhurried pace, dropped what it was holding at her feet, and looked up at her.
"H-host… it did it," the kitten said, sounding a little guilty.
It was a small white snake.
Suzy looked down. It was the same one she had taken into her space earlier.
The kitten had been holding it by the back of its neck. Now the snake lay limp on the ground, its body slack, barely moving, looking utterly pitiful.
