C193 Gifts!

When Ryan saw Diantha again on stage, it was when he was performing acrobatics.

Diantha sat in the middle of the first row of the audience seats. The wound on her neck was wrapped in a white bandage, and the faint trace of blood could be seen oozing out.

She leaned back in her seat, holding a box of M's fried chicken that White-faced Man had bought. She ate the chicken leisurely