Watching his back, Vincent let out a long sigh.
After a while, Vincent looked at South Grant and pouted.
"You unlucky kid, it's one thing to be unlucky yourself, but you dragged him into it too. Now look, he's stuck with just you. If I had known he was so infatuated, even if I had to turn gay, I would have snatched him up before you."
Vincent was just expressing a momentary lament; such devoted people were too rare around him.
At this moment, a hoarse and weak voice reached Vincent's ears:
"You dare!"
Vincent was so startled he jumped up.
"Oh shit... oh shit shit..."
When he went to look at South Grant, who was half-lying down, he saw her slightly turning her head, her eyes warning as she said:
"Have that thought again, and I'll cut off your descendants!"
Vincent pinched himself hard, finally coming to his senses.
"Oh shit, you're awake?"
"Awakened by your nonsense."
Vincent was caught between laughing and crying, "Hey, I was just joking!"
