Dinner was still stewed fish.

I ate voraciously, even though the fish tasted extremely fishy and stinky.

If you want to catch a tiger cub, you have to enter the tiger's den. I'm taking a chance.

Half an hour later, my body started breaking out in hives.

These were symptoms of severe allergies.

However, my fake parents were unaware.

I lay on the sofa, howling in pain.

"Mom, I'm sick, I feel terrible."

My throat was hoarse, and I rubbed the hives on my body frantically.

The more I scratched, the itchier it got.

The more I scratched, the redder it got.

I looked very miserable.

My mom walked up to me to observe my condition.

She was shocked.

"What strange illness do you have?" My mom asked incredulously.

I shook my head, "I don't know, Mom, can we go to the hospital for a shot, please?"

My mom hesitated.

I squinted at her sneakily.

In the dim light, her facial expression seemed distorted.

"Just take some medicine, and you'll be fine."

My dad walked out of the room, his eyes dull and lifeless, staring at me.

"Your mom and I have worked hard all day to save money for you. Why aren't you sensible?"

I gasped for air, looking like I was about to suffocate.

"If I die of illness, who will take care of you in your old age?"

I remembered the second rule of 【Family Rules: Parents Edition】―

【Raise children to support you in old age, when they grow up and make money, they must repay you for raising them.】

If I died, they would lose their "child to support them in old age."

A look of bewilderment appeared on my dad's face.

He cocked his head to the side, seemingly pondering.

I continued brainwashing them in accordance with the 【rules】―

【Always remember, you are human, you are a qualified parent.】

I deliberately said loudly, "Only animals disregard their children's life and death. For humans, the child's health is the most important!"

Dad's head twisted, the muscles on his face starting to lose control.

Due to excessive force on his neck, a bloody gash appeared.

"Stop making noise!" Mom suddenly stood up, afraid that I would catch on, "Let's go to the hospital immediately."

I looked at dad again.

His head returned to normal, the wound on his neck disappearing.

At the hospital.

The emergency doctor gave me an anti-allergy shot.

I lay on the hospital bed, tears streaming down my face in pain.

"I have a headache, stomachache, chest tightness, do I have allergic myocarditis?"

I covered my heart with my hands, pretending to be immobile.

Upon seeing my severe symptoms, the emergency doctor decided not to send me home.

He asked me to stay in the hospital for observation first, and tomorrow, when other departments were working, to get an echocardiogram and further tests.

My parents started to object.

But the doctor said, if it's an allergic shock, there could be a risk to my life.

They were frightened.

I won the bet.

My "parents" were striving to play the role of good parents.

The moonlight lingered outside the window.

There was only me and my parents in the ward.

Following the rules—

【Persist in swimming, leave the sea for 24 hours, and your consciousness will become confused.】

【When the moon rises, your form will appear distorted and uncoordinated, please pay attention to hiding.】

It was a full moon tonight.

From last night when my parents went swimming until tonight at midnight, it had been 24 hours.

I tossed and turned in pain, crying constantly...

I asked repeatedly, “Mom, am I going to die?”

“Dad, if I die, who will take care of you when you are old?”

I wanted to keep them with me.

I saw my dad anxious and restless, pacing back and forth.

His gaze towards the window was filled with longing.

He was eager to leave.

The moonlight shone on him.

A pair of pale hands emerged from his ear canal.

The fingertips extended outward along the ear.

The fingers curled.

Digging into his eyeballs.

Dad started bleeding from his seven orifices.

I was scared to my core but pretended nothing had happened.

I couldn't bring myself to scream.

Dad finally couldn't bear it.

"The sea, the deep sea..."

He mumbled incoherently.

He climbed onto the windowsill and jumped off.

"Worthless." Mom's angry voice rang in my ears.

I turned my head.

I saw mom's neck elongating again.

Her eyes were bloodshot, the whites of her eyes disappearing.

Like a poisonous snake, her long neck snaked around the room.

Her black long hair covered the pale half of her face.

She stuck out her tongue towards the window, spitting venom.

I wiped away my tears.

I began to miss my grandparents again.

If they hadn't gotten cancer and left me, why would I have to go through such a terrifying experience.

I watched helplessly as mom's head plummeted out the window.

Her neck was stretched thinner and thinner.

She finally couldn't bear the pulling force anymore, and her feet left the ground, flying out the window.

I looked on in bewilderment.

Did they fall to their deaths?

My ward was on the thirteenth floor.

Even if they were monsters, they would be crushed to pieces.

I dared not wear shoes and tiptoed to the window.

I stuck my head out.

The chilly wind blew.

The ground below was clean.

No sign of my parents.