Walsso gave Azen a white horse.

Pure aristocratic breed.

The body is athletic, and the white fur has no impurities at all, and it is very beautiful.

He still remembers the light in his cousin's dark eyes when he asked him if he wanted to ride a horse.

However, even the opportunity to take her on a horse, she was only willing to leave it to her little obedient professor.

Walshar did not know what kind of mood she was in, leading the beautiful white horse to the house where she lived with her professor.

He once came to this bungalow to pick up his cousin unscrupulously.

I remember that vividly.

Now, he doesn't even have the qualifications to walk into this western-style building.

Young and handsome knight, I want to cry just thinking about it.

But he still couldn't let go of his cousin.

It's not that I want to stop her from being with someone she likes, but...

He didn't worry about her.

After all, Austin is not human, and he has no suspicion of wrongness.

The purpose of the brutal blood clan is to get close to humans, isn't it just to suck human blood?

Not only do they suck, but they also cruelly turn humans into their kindred.

How can he trust his cousin to him?

When the doorbell rang, Zen was sitting across from Austin, with a large desk in between.

He sat upright and wrote something.

She held her face in her small hands.

His dark eyes were soft and curious, staring at his beautiful and white hand holding a black pen.

What to write?

They wouldn't show her.

The little girl just looked at him with soft cute and curious eyes.

Look, see.

The slightly open little lips unconsciously pursed and slured.

Austin distinctly heard a snort.

The professor, who was concentrating on writing, was slightly stunned, and his fair face flushed.

How can it be so greedy?

The corners of her lips hooked a slightly invisible arc, and the little girl's soft little head suddenly poked over.

Quickly glancing at the letter in front of him.

Austin......

She also learned to surprise attack peeks?

With a big hand on the letter, Austin glanced at her with a charming smile on her face.

I don't want to show her.

Ah Chan...

"Hmph." Ah Chan pouted.

The little body leaned on the table, just tilted his little head up, and his soft and cute eyes looked at him without blinking.

…… Who can stand this?

All Austin heard was the sound of his own throat rolling.

The big hand gently pinched her little face.

The elegant and melodious voice was a little hoarse: "Come here." ”

"Hee-hee." The little girl got her wish, went around the table, and came to him.

The thin waist was hugged by his arm, and the small body fell into his arms.

Same as the night he bullied her... Posture, potential.

The man's broad chest enveloped her.

He belonged to the dark night, and his chest was not warm.

The tip of her heart throbbed, and her beautifully curved chin gently rested on the top of her hair.

"I'm sorry..."

Not? Ah Chan, who was full of curiosity and landed on the letterhead, tilted his head blankly.

Twist back to look at him, why do you say I'm sorry?

"Last time, I didn't listen to you read me love letters, and I bullied you, it was me who was wrong."

Ah Chan didn't know why he suddenly talked about it again, he said he was sorry.

She forgave him, too.

"This time, I'll read it to you, okay?"

Her friendship, the grievances she suffered, forgive him with a "I'm sorry", and Austin herself is unhappy for her.

He ruined the young romance of the little girl, and he made it up to her.

It's up to him to give her a love letter.

Confess to her his full love, his true identity.

He is a blood clan, and he must explain such an identity to her.

Of course, the more important point is.

"This time, I'll read it to you." His voice was slightly hoarse.

"How I bullied you in the first place, you can also treat me... Bullying back. ”