"..."
Hearing Lunéa's words, Vampire God didn't say anything and a deep silence surrounded the two of them.
The Vampire God knew that his wife's instincts were good, and they had never betrayed her.
So, he was sure that something bad was coming.
'Just, what?'
He didn't know and neither did Lunéa.
That was why he didn't ask any more questions and simply stayed silent.
However, even if he didn't want to bother her, Lunéa was not in the mood to stay silent.
"Whenever I look in his eyes I always see a crimson-haired girl with tears flowing down her cheeks who just kept repeating a single word, 'Why, why, why?'."
Her husband, who was not in the mood to talk, heard her words and couldn't help but open his mouth.
"A crying girl? What can she possibly do?"
His words were a bit harsh, and Lunéa lowered her head and looked at the empty table in front of her before continuing.
"It is also not her that is the problem."
