"You… you really have abandoned any form of respect you have for yourself, huh?"
Davis couldn't help but look at Yilla Zyrus with eyes of pity.
Only a few days ago, she still had her sane mind, but now, she seemed-
Davis shook his head, wanting to walk her out as he gestured outside, but Yilla Zyrus's mouth opened again.
"You could say that, or perhaps, I have decided that I can't gain a man any better than you, so I don't see any kind of loss from offering this treasured body of mine. You're a Saint. You'll at least keep me by your side for eternity, won't you?"
"Or else, is the fact that I don't compare to the Celestial Fairies you saw before making you hesitate?"
Yilla Zyrus wryly smiled. She turned aside and fell on the bed, looking at the wonderfully decorated ceiling from inside the silk-draped bed.
