Light is a special kind of energy with a dual nature—it acts like both particles and waves as it moves. It doesn't have its own temperature, but we generally associate it with warmth since it can be converted to heat quite easily and back again.
The medium that carries it also affects the temperature it displays. Just like this night, when the cool ambiance of the brisk breeze flowed alongside the moonlight into a room of a wooden building, settling on a bed where a woman perched above the shadow of a figure.
As the moonlight, which appeared cold and serene, fell on the body of the woman wearing a very thin nightdress, it failed to provide any coldness to her body, which grew warmer with each passing moment, her breath gasping.
"It should be enough, right?" Lying on the bed with his robe opened from the front, Ryuk looked towards Esme, who was seated on his abdomen while a thin strand of saliva had just broken between her lips and his as she gasped.
