When we first met him, he was poisoned and he was bullied even though he was a demon. However, he was dressed in red, his youth was burning, and he could kill people invisible with just a bare hand. "This person will be under my care from now on." The thin lips parted lightly, capturing the heart and soul. The fate of the two people has been entangled since then, and they cannot be separated. Little did they know that from acquaintance to what he thought they were in love, everything was just a trap carefully woven by the Demon Lord. When the broken sword pierced his body, he had a smile on his lips, just like when he first met, "Now... I'm in your charge...". If life is just like the first time we met, why should the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?