There was no quiet place I could retreat to here. The Westmont area wasn't like Eastonville, where there were pine forests and lush trees I could hide in when I was sad.
Here, not at all. It was a city full of buildings where people would attend clubs to pass the time.
I needed to clarify one more thing: werewolves, witches, and humans mixed together, even vampires. However, I wasn't sure if they knew each other's identities, and it was hard to distinguish between them as if they had blended into one without any compartmentalization.
"Hey, Ioris." Someone greeted me, and I immediately turned around, finding a man with a well-built posture. I couldn't recognize what race he was from, but I knew that he was Dexter, the baseball captain who was loved by many girls.
What was he coming to me for?
From the news, he was the loner and picky type. However, I didn't know what kind of girl would fit his criteria.
