"Really not?"
She raised her head, glaring at him angrily, but her gaze involuntarily lingered on his pair of deep blue and clear Star Pupils. A few seconds later, the silver-haired girl lowered her head again, looking listless.
The long side ponytail resembling a rebellious silver cowlick also drooped dejectedly, no longer possessing its previous liveliness.
Damn, if he's really not of the same race, doesn't that mean there's even less standing and reason?
Sure enough, my things will be taken by that bad woman!!
She thought reluctantly, not knowing what to do about the current situation, her whole demeanor somewhat dispirited.
"Really not." On the other side, Gu Mo seriously reiterated, knowing his own circumstances, naturally not feeling he had any racial connection with Miss Shinki. To be precise, his existence was like that of an outsider in this world.
— Not to mention racial heritage, even the world of origin is completely different!
