A flurry of footsteps downstairs.
The door opens.
The pink-haired girl looks at Elze in surprise.
"Visiting at this hour is such a bad idea. If I were to invite you for a meal, I wouldn't know whether to prepare breakfast or lunch. But please come in~"
The two walk into the tombstone house, entering a small living room, which is quite exquisite and elegant, especially with that whole row of showcase filled with all sorts of stockings, dazzlingly arranged.
The environment inside the tombstone house is no different from where humans live, infused everywhere with a maiden's warmth.
"I thought you also slept in a coffin."
"I used to. But one day I forgot I was in my girl form and lay down to sleep in the coffin, nearly suffocating to death, so I moved to a place above ground where air circulates better to sleep."
"Such a dangerous experience."
The pink-haired girl giggled as she walked barefoot on the floor, running into the open small kitchen to pour water for Elze.
