"Nica, I want to ask you something about Ironin."
When Arthur mentioned it, Veronica looked at him.
"What do you want to talk about?" she inquired.
Arthur arranged thoughts in his head before asking, "When he was around you, did he... look strange to you?"
"Strange?" Veronica was intrigued. "What kind of strange?"
"Any kind."
"I don't think so... I mean, he never talks much and always has a poker face on so that you won't be able to read his mind. He didn't act out of character. Why do you ask?"
"...Nothing, I was just worried."
Arthur sensed that she had no idea about Ironin saving her by making her drink blood. That's why he didn't push it further.
"You worry too much. I'm sure he is all right." Her hand slipped through his parted silk shirt and touched his warm chest. She continued, "Why don't you focus on me?"
Her playful tone made his throat dry. He gulped and gently pinched her chin.
Dearest readers,
As of today, I quit my job. It's a loving job where I used to take care of elderly and sick people as a Care Assistant. But I noticed that my office has been very uncaring toward our sick and elderly people. When I pointed out the problems, the manager and the operating manager lashed out to me. One day later, I sent my resignation letter. I guess they weren't expecting my behavior. I feel bad. Today, I said goodbye to a cute little girl. She is a special child. She didn't let me hug her. She was upset with me because I'm leaving. I feel sad too. From now on, I'll be free from the trashy company and I'll focus on my writings once again!!
Sincerely,
Your Happy-go-lucky Author