“You’re probably wondering why I’m saying this. I used to think like you. I believed I’d always be fine.”
“…..”
“At that time, I shouldn’t have wasted my time and just killed him sooner.”
* * *
It was a night where darkness buried the moon. In the bedroom with all windows closed, a strange breeze broke out, causing the curtains to sway lightly.
Out of the shadows walked a man who acted as if he had been in the room from the start.
He walked through the darkness, heading towards the bed.
A little boy was asleep in the bed.
The man’s pupils dilated.
Before long, the man reached out his hand.
“Ung…..”
As the sleeping boy turned his head to the side, his face was revealed.
Silver-colored hair like the moonlight, and grayish eyebrows and eyelashes.
Everything Regen had reminded him of .
“Eve, please continue not knowing me for a little while longer.”