She likes to stand in the rain and feel the rain. When the rain falls on her face, she always has an indescribable feeling.
"Superbia·Squalo."
This name will be something she will hate forever.
He liked the feeling of blood splashing when he swung the knife. The pleasure was like the feeling when she laughed.
"Acqua·Buio."
This name will be his eternal pride.
Sbelby Squalo.
Ike Boyu.
[Nay, Squalo. ]
[Ha? What's going on, rubbish! ]
[Well - in a sense, I hate you. ]
[Vio——What did you say! ]
[But, in a sense, I love you. ]
[Of course! Rubbish! ]