Squeak~ Squeak~ Squeak~
The richly colored lead clouds churned in the dull sky, bats with blood-red eyes as clear and pure as gemstones flew around the ancient castle. A handsome young man leaned against the castle's window sill, looking out at the deathly still world dominated by black, white, and gray, his expression indifferent.
Hmm-hmm~
Amid the silence of all things, a whisper filled with allure and laziness sounded. As Wayne turned his head, he cast his gaze into the room at the woman half-buried under the blanket.
"What are you looking at?"
In the dim light, her snow-white skin gleamed faintly as she carelessly stretched her graceful limbs, even though not a stitch of clothing covered her.
"Besides you, is there any other beautiful sight here worthy of my attention?"
