Chapter 5: A Good Marksman May Miss

A blond white as a ghost woman punched the dining table and caused all the food to fly in the air; all I can feel was energies of rage after her presence that morning.

When the lasagna on the table hit my face, the maid who was standing nearby didn’t even say anything to defend me. I feel like an animal that has been soaking in mud, with dirt all over my body.

My face was down to the ground at the time, unable to believe that someone had done this to me, despite the fact that I was a lowly feeder who had no idea what a luxurious life was, I still had pride.

After that, I got up from the seat with both hands clenched. My face still turned to face the ground and my breath was heavy. Then I calmly tried to quell my rage, and after I lost them I gave the woman a silent smile, I was waiting for her next move.

“Who are you?” She asked angrily, her blue eyes disgustedly staring at me.

The woman I saw this morning was new to me. I don’t see her anywhere, not even in Mr. Vampire’s family p