The knock from the window.

Moments later, Selina and Oralie walked out of the toy store together. But even though she got what she wanted in her hand, Selina didn't feel very happy.

The face of the bloodsucking demon that was approximately a thousand years old has a little sad, and the corners of her mouth also sagged a little. For no reason, she just suddenly thought that the face value of money is now so high, ie just sleeping for a while and becoming a penniless poor person. So poor that she has to be sad and painful.

Oralie turned her face and saw Selina looking sad. So she asked:

- What's wrong? Aren't you happy?

Selina was still walking forward. She coldly replied:

- Fun.

But inside that voice, with a hint of sadness, Oralie is incomprehensible, so she asked again:

- But you don't seem happy, do you have anything not satisfied, Sir?

In response to her, there was only the boundless silence of the person next to her. Selina seemed to have sunk into the contemplation of a private world and was not answering Oralie. The whole beautiful face is sad, the ash gray eyes seem to be contemplating, and it seems that they are hiding a constant affliction.

Oralie pursed her lips, deciding not to ask. Perhaps the person next to you is remembering a sad story. Touching the pain of others is not nice, even a little.

Oralie pulled Selina, who was still staring blankly, into an inn and quickly rented two rooms next to each other. During that process, Selina is still wallowing in the pain of poverty and is unrelentingly sad.

After renting a room, Oralie took off her shirt and wanted to lie back for a while. But then, she felt like something was wrong. Oralie's blue eyes were as cold as ice. The underground waves began to roll again, and the ghost flickered softly at the bottom of her eyes. She took small steps to the window. Her footsteps were very soft, not making any sound. Then, she immediately opened the door at a speed so fast that the person behind could not have time to hide.

Behind that door, was a young woman in her twenties, her skin pale and sickly like paper. Her lips are red, like the color of the cherry fruit in its spring, and like the color of bright red blood, dazzling to infinity. Her red color contrasts with her pale skin, creating a feeling like hitting deep into the human soul, making human infatuation, and swallowing. Right now, she was hanging upside down from the tree like a real bat. Her slender legs hang on the branches, and her long black hair is dropped down, silky smooth, straight, and soft, like luxurious silk.

As soon as Oralie opened the window, her blue eyes met those of the other girl's ash gray eyes, full of mourning. She immediately took a step back, as if she had looked closely then, Oralie frowned and asked the person in front of her, her voice full of confusion and curiosity:

- Sir Clayden, what are you doing here?

Selina, who was still hanging from the tree, replied nonchalantly:

- I am enjoying the wind.

In Oralie's mind were thousands of questions. Why could it be that standing normally can't enjoy the wind? What if she was seen by ordinary people? 

But then, Oralie still smiled gently, and obediently replied:

- Sir, Then you have a good time, I'll go to bed first.

Saying that Oralie slammed the window shut.

Although going to bed knowing that someone who is hanging upside down from the tree is looking at her from the window is very scary, she keeps opening the window and then wakes up every time she sees a humanoid bat, which would be even more terrifying. 

She feels she will not be able to sleep.

But then, just as Oralie had just returned to bed and was laying back down, she heard a knock on the door again.

The knock was not from the main door but from the window.