The Incubus System Chapter 792. Lonely Girl II (Patreon)

The Incubus System Chapter 792. Lonely Girl II

My concern for her grew, and I couldn't help but inquire further. "How long have you been out here?" I asked, my voice laced with worry.

"Since this morning," she replied weakly, her voice barely above a whisper.

My shock was evident as I processed her response. "You've been out here since morning?” I questioned, incredulous.

Her weak nod only confirmed my shock. "Yeah, it's been a while," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.

My shock turned to a mix of anger and sympathy. "You haven't eaten anything since then?" I questioned, my tone laced with worry.

She gestured towards the almost empty water bottle and a small, empty milk box in the corner. "I managed to bring some water and milk," she said, her explanation only highlighting the dire situation she was in.

Realizing that I couldn't just stand by and do nothing, I made up my mind to help her. "Look, I'm going to do something about this. Just stay put, alright?" I assured her, hoping my words would bring her some comfort.

However, as I attempted to leave, her grip on my hand tightened, halting me in my tracks. I turned to meet her gaze, her eyes pleading with me not to go. "Where are you going?" she asked, her voice laced with anxiety. She didn't want to be left alone.

I gave her a warm smile, hoping to reassure her. "I just need to talk to your mom for a bit. I promise I'll be back soon," I reassured her. Her grip reluctantly loosened, and I got to my feet, making my way to the door.

As I reached for the doorknob, it became evident that it was locked from the inside. I let out a small sigh and decided to take matters into my own hands. With a swift thought, I activated my Teleportation skill, and in an instant, I was inside the room.

My original form stood amidst the emptiness, my surprise evident on my face. The room was not only dimly lit but devoid of any furniture, as if it had been abandoned in a hurry. The eerie feeling in the air sent a shiver down my spine. "What in the world..." I muttered under my breath, my confusion deepening.

I couldn't believe my eyes as I checked the other rooms in the apartment. Each bedroom, even the bathroom, was starkly empty, devoid of any furniture, food, or clothing. The realization hit me like a punch to the gut. This situation was far worse than I had anticipated. "This is beyond messed up," I whispered to myself, my shock evident in my voice.

The gravity of the situation settled heavily on my shoulders. Could it be that Jill's own mother had left her here to starve? The thought was almost too grim to bear. I had initially suspected her mom's involvement in some shady dealings, likely with a wealthy and influential figure. But this... this was a new low.

Running a hand through my hair, I exhaled deeply, my frustration and sadness mingling together. The reality of encountering the dark side of humanity weighed heavily on me. I had hoped for something less sinister, but life had thrown a cruel curveball.

"Alright, first things first," I muttered, shaking off my shock. "I need to get her out of this situation and make sure she's taken care of." My heart ached for the young girl who had been left in such dire circumstances.

With determination, I made up my mind. My immediate priority was to attend to Jill's needs. Afterward, I would have to take steps to help her find her father, if he was still alive. If not, I would ensure she received the necessary care from social services or a suitable guardian. As for her mother and this ‘Mr. William’ character, they wouldn't escape unscathed. There would be consequences for their heartless actions.

No, I wasn’t trying to be a hero. But their actions reminded me of my mom’s and worse. So I would do what I should do.

I quickly reached out through our telepathic connection to inform my pets of my situation. ‘Guys, I'll be away for a bit. Keep watch and let me know if anything goes down, alright?’ I relayed to them.

‘Got it!’ Red's voice echoed in my mind, and I felt reassured that they were on alert.

Returning to Jill's side, I turned myself into a little boy, ready to provide her with some comfort and nourishment. "Hey, so here's the scoop: your mom and Mr. William are on a little outing and won't be back for a while. How about we grab a bite to eat together?" I suggested, hoping to ease her situation.

Her eyes widened with hope. "You have food?"

I grinned, genuinely glad to offer her some solace. "Absolutely. We had spaghetti for dinner earlier, and there's plenty left. Sounds good?"

Her response was a soft, heartfelt whisper. "Yes, I'd love some spaghetti."

"Perfect," I said, extending my hand to her. "Come with me."

I guided her hand as we stepped into a portal, instantly transporting us to the living room of my house. But the sight that greeted us was not what I had expected. Celia, Alan and Mrs. Clea were there, their expressions a mix of confusion and curiosity. Clearly, my sudden appearance with a young girl in tow had caught them off guard.

I offered a sheepish grin. "Hey, surprise guest. This is Jill. Jill, meet Celia and Mrs. Clea,” I announced. With that, I was sure they knew the boy was me.

“A friend?” Alan asked with a happy smile.

Celia arched an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. "Alright, spill the beans. What's going on?" she asked me.

"Long story short, Jill was in a pretty rough spot, and I brought her here to make sure she's okay," I explained, my tone earnest. "We still have spaghetti, right? She wants some."

Mrs. Clea's eyes softened as she regarded Jill. "Of course, dear. You're more than welcome here."

I gave Jill's hand a reassuring squeeze. "See? You're in good company now. Let's have some dinner, okay?"