C43 She Didn't Stop Me from Eating It

The breeze from the slightly open window blew into the room, extinguishing the bright candle, and the double figures on the white wall, so intimate, disappeared into the night.

However, the ambiguous atmosphere around them became increasingly dense, accompanied by the woman's melodious voice.

At quarter to ten in the middle of the night.

It was rare for the room to be quiet for a moment