"Chirp—"
The little grey bird perched on Aina's shoulder cried out anxiously several times.
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Feya had never been this close to a male before.
When she was suddenly embraced around the waist by this man, she realized that the reason he had arrived here was likely because of the 'luck' enveloping her had taken effect once again.
She recognized him as the lord of the strange town that, like the Count of White Blossom Town, was willing to take in Mutant Patients.
Who told him about the problem here?
Was it... Greygrey?
And how did Greygrey manage to get him to come?
Or rather, why did he come?
Feya couldn't figure it out.
Was it the influence of 'luck'?
The fox-eared girl fell into deep silence.
The so-called luck was fortunate for her, but for those around her, it was a disaster.
Just like the calamity she brought her mother.
