Chapter 27

The smell of grass was wonderful. The birds were silent.

No… no, they weren’t. The wind was blowing. The smell of grass was on the tip of her nose and the birds were singing.

It was just slow.

Everything was just slow.

Navia looked at Wood with wide eyes.

He had a vicious look, his eyes glistening with life. His upper body was bent out of proportion. His elbow was pulled back, close to crushing his nose with his tightly twisted fist. His upper body gradually rolled inward. His fist flew like a strained arrow.

“Hm?”

Nikan picked up something that sparkled. It was the hairpin Navia brought into her room yesterday. However, there was blood on the other side of the pearl.

He looked at Navia. He could see scratches but how could there be blood on the hairpin?