Beware of the Red Thread - Chapter 15
“Hello! That, I thought Lian was alone… Ah, my name is Verseppo, the pine spirit!”
He held out his hand, but Abel, who for some reason hid his sullen expression, raised the corner of his mouth and meekly shook the hand. And,
“Oh!”
Verseppo hastily withdrew his hand. His hand, which had dandelion fluff growing out of it, was burning black. Because of his energy, his vitality was taken away. What are you doing, man? Without realizing it, I clenched my lips fiercely.