Chapitre 39: Levi's Threat

Cent snapped her eyes open when the surge of scenarios ended at the exact moment that the butterfly let go of her – now totally full.

"Yo! You don't have to get bitten by those Slaughter butterflies, you know. You can ask me directly, my ladyship." Standing at the railings of her balcony, Levi was smiling down at her.

His chocolate-colored hair swayed against the frosty wind. Even on Sunday, he was still sporting his black-colored knightly uniform adorned with his sapphire brooch.

She did not know if the other Halflings had really limited clothes aside from the black-colored knightly uniform, but Cent refused to follow in their footsteps. Even after discovering her origins, she never changed her aesthetic sense.

She loved black stockings paired with ankle boots. She loved deep dark eyeliners. Cent loved black gothic dresses. And Cent even loved Metallica shirts paired with ripped jeans.