"It's a human child." The young man wore tall wooden clogs and sat on a branch dangling his legs. "Are you going to adopt him?"
Scarlet light flashed in the eyes of the young man who got the affirmative answer, and a pair of dark wings spread out behind him: "I hope you won't pay the price for this decision." Before he finished speaking, the young man disappeared from the branch, leaving only two black feathers falling leisurely.
Conception: