He slowly lifted his head and saw the petite girl walking towards him.
Watching the single glistening tear on her face, Yan Huan lowered his head again and said hoarsely,
"I'm sorry, Hitomi... In the end, I still made you show such an expression..."
"..."
Perhaps Sakuragi Hitomi, too, did not expect that Yan Huan's first words upon seeing her would be this.
It was precisely this simple sentence that made the tears in Sakuragi Hitomi's eyes fall and regenerate, growing more and more...
"But... Hitomi... I really am just a bit short..."
On the throne before him, Yan Huan spoke softly.
In his hand, he knew the count of each crab coin by heart.
Just six more for the final middle finger ceremony...
"I don't want you to be troubled, nor do I want your parents to be troubled... You need not worry about anything... Just wait a little longer, and the ritual will be complete..."
In his chest, the silver dagger penetrated ever deeper.
