Happy Event Begins

It's still too late. It's still too late. At this moment, Herzog was standing next to her, his black windbreaker hanging down to his feet. The smile on his face was gentle and kind, but it made people feel cold from the bones. Countless transparent tubes were connected to Eri Yi's white neck, and the bright red blood slowly flowed along the tube wall, towards the damned person wearing Tachibana Masamune's skin. That is Hakuo's blood, and it is Eri's life. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.