October’s cold wind blew over the tree leaves, blowing cold air into the room; Viktor’s eyes opened, he touched his neck subconsciously, and a smile broke out from his lips.
“Pain, wake up…we are going to explore the underground city, maybe I will be able to bring back something for Mistress.” Viktor’s cheerful voice was loud, as he shook his wrist.
“Hiss!” Pain was startled awake, almost falling off Viktor’s wrist. He looked at his master wondering what drugs he took this morning.
“Hiss…Master, summon me back. I want to sleep; the air is cold.” Pain complained and wrapped its tail around Viktor’s wrist tightly.
“Mm…still looking good.” Viktor looked at himself in the mirror, admiring his smooth face and plump lips.
“I look tempting right?...” Viktor faced Pain, before it could say anything.
“Forget it; your aesthetics are faulty; I can’t trust your reply.” Viktor words angered pain.