"Ah!? How does such a pretty sister know my name... Silvari... a cute name!"
The moment she heard his voice, Silvari's body shuddered; it was like he summoned her all over again, but now she loved him dearly and wanted to be with him until she died, never being reincarnated unless she would be beside him.
Yet her perverted nature couldn't be fixed...
'He's so cute, honest and like an open book! My dearest Vincent, a shota made just for me! Ah~ I never knew this, so you were alone all this time too? Always worried about us, scared we would reject your truth?'
"Don't worry..." She whispered the sound eaten by the darkness, wrapping her arms around the young Vincent; her gentle embrace, a strange warmth filling both of their bodies as the pain inside him became distant, while Silvari's face looked pained as if she was enduring the suffering in his place.
Despite this.
