The wound was aching due to the night wind.
Even though he was wearing a high collar underneath, he still couldn't withstand the cold and unfriendly contact.
He subconsciously wanted to tighten the collar of his military uniform, stretched out his hand, and suddenly found that the swallow-tailed military collar was flat against his chest.
I almost forgot that I am no longer in the ZAFT army.
So, does this count as treason? Put on the military uniform of another country.
Aslan smiled bitterly at himself.
"If you don't get a good rest, the wound will hurt."
"Kira?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Aslan cheered up and concealed his confused look before.
Conception: