[Comprehensive Manga] Ann

Anything can be achieved, as long as you can get your soul.

"I want……"

Charles said, with an unknown smile on the corner of his mouth, if he said it so simply, wouldn't all the troubles he caused recently for no reason be in vain.

"..."

Theodore was still listening with great interest, but found that An Qiluo suddenly seemed to faint, and collapsed without warning.

"Really, interesting master."

Does that mean that after waking up, it will become the same boring as before?

Theodore smiled and hugged Angelo, and walked into the inner hall.

"Lord Theodore..."

Lancer, dressed as a waiter, bowed respectfully.

"The dead woman downstairs is handed over to you."

"Yes, my lord."

"and also……"

Theodore took a few steps, but stopped suddenly, as if thinking of something.

"My lord, please give me your instructions."

"Buy the five wineries closest to the Mokley Church."

"...Yes, my lord."

☆, 27 scheduled

Opened his eyes, the white ceiling faintly revealed some golden light, lying on the soft bed, but his body always felt a little stiff.

His chest was heavy, and there was a hand on his chest. The corner of the boy's mouth was slightly raised, but quickly disappeared, and then there was a trace of surprise and bewilderment in his purple pupils, and he turned his head to look at the man sleeping beside him.

It was an incomparably handsome face, with fair and delicate skin, well-defined facial features, and long silver smooth hair draped over his shoulders so softly, such a quiet Theodore was unexpectedly more holy and beautiful.

An Qiluo seemed a little flustered, and then shrank cautiously towards the edge of the bed, as if he wanted to get out of here quickly.

"Little priest, don't run away in such a hurry~"

There was a man's alluring voice next to his ear, and before he could leave, his body was immediately hugged even harder.

The hand on his chest tightly wrapped around his waist, and he felt the warm breath on the back of his neck, followed by the moist licking sensation of his tongue.

"I have spent a lot of effort for you..."

Theodore bit the boy's neck lightly, put his right hand into the boy's shirt, stroked it lightly, and scratched a few red marks with his nails.

"However, it's fun..."

Theodore felt the boy's slightly trembling body, but smiled happily, and then did not continue to torture Angelo.

"I don't know what kind of wine the host likes? Scotch whiskey, gin, ale, champagne, wine, or something else?"

Theodore walked to the side cabinet, only to find that all the scriptures in the cabinet had been replaced by wines of various colors, and the silver-haired man behaved gracefully, stroking the bottles of wine slowly, as if he was asking for help while sitting blankly. Views of teenager in bed.

"You, what do you want to do again..."

Angelo looked at Theodore with a look of complete alertness, not believing that the demon was only here to ask for his opinion, and moreover, he called himself master.

"Is it hard to choose? Well, let's take Scotch whiskey. I like this one very much."

Theodore took out a bottle of wine from the cabinet with a smile, and slowly poured it into a tall glass. The amber-like liquid was clear and transparent, with extraordinarily brilliant colors under the sunlight.

Theodore sniffed the whiskey lightly. It was mixed with smoky and rich aroma, and a satisfied smile appeared on the man's face.

Theodore walked towards Angelo, took a sip of whiskey, pinched the boy's jaw with his left hand, and then bent down under the boy's surprised eyes.

From the touch of lips to lips, the sweet and mellow wine is forced into the mouth. From the moment of entrance, it reverberates through the tongue cavity and swallows slowly, lingering in the last moment of lingering fragrance of the taste buds, while the devil's flexible tongue in the mouth Those who are raging on the ground seem to be sucking sweet body fluid.

"Oh!"

Just for a moment, the boy suddenly grabbed the glass in Theodore's hand and smashed it against the corner of the table. The strength he didn't know came from pressed the devil on the bed, and he sat on the devil's body with his left elbow Grabbing the demon's throat, the sharp glass horn in his right hand was aimed at the demon's right eye.

"Master, you are so enthusiastic."

The devil who was crushed on the bed smiled and licked his lips, with some erotic meaning, his voice was hoarse and low, and he was not flustered or surprised by the sudden change at all.

"nausea."

There was a clear look of disgust in the boy's eyes, and he said two words calmly.

"Really? Don't all human beings like this feeling of intersecting lips and tongues?"

"That's with humans, not animals."

"...Master, I think it is necessary for me to declare that I am a demon."

The corner of Theodore's raised mouth seemed to twitch, as if he was dissatisfied with this new title.

"Just a snake that loves *"

An Qiluo raised his eyebrows, showing a disdainful expression, devils and so on, aren't they just anthropomorphized animals.

Feeling the abnormal scorching heat and hardness under his body against him, An Qiluo stood up, but stepped on one foot hard without hesitation.

"Ah~It hurts~"

"Well~ master~ step on the key point again~"

"Master~ Awesome~"

"Hmm~Master~It's so comfortable~Hmm~Put harder~~"

An Qiluo looked at the devil lying on the bed, making an expression of intoxication to himself, and started moaning wildly as if in heat, with a few black lines drawn from his head inexplicably.

Sure enough, something is wrong...

The change in this demon's attitude is comparable to what I have...

"Why didn't I see you screaming so happily when I mated with those women before..."

An Qiluo was not interested in stepping on it, so he moved his foot away, got out of bed and walked to the cabinet, looking at the various wines Theodore brought.

"How can those women be as strong as their masters?"

The silver-haired man slowly got up from the bed, biting his black fingernails, and looked at Angelo's back provocatively.

"Master, let's have sex."

Theodore looked at Angelo unabashedly with lustful eyes, the demon who was originally a snake never concealed his desire for sex, he had always been more obedient to his desire, not to mention, He was teased by An Qiluo just now.

"I'm not bestial."

Angelo took down a bottle of cognac and started drinking directly from the mouth of the bottle.

"Master, I am really in human form."

"Theodore, you are just my slave, you are not qualified to talk about sex with me at all."

"Master, S^M is very popular recently, small leather whips, candles, chains, small wooden sticks, whatever the master can use."

Theodore's emerald green eyes were a bit seductive, and then he began to unbutton his clothes, revealing a large piece of fair skin on his chest.

"Oh, she really looks like the cheapest whore..."

Angelo looked at Theodore in heat, smiled mockingly, then walked over with the wine, put the brandy on the bedside table, and picked up the broken glass corner.

He sat on the demon's crotch again, but pulled the demon's shirt away, revealing his smooth upper body.

Angelo's deep purple pupils narrowed, looking at the demon's fair skin, but he stabbed the glass corner of his hand without hesitation, and didn't stop after seeing the bright red blood oozing from the skin , but dragged the corner of the glass, drawing deep bloodstains on the skin.

"Master, is this revenge?"

Theodore didn't seem to be particularly concerned about the bloodstains on his body. He held Angelo's left hand with his right hand, made Angelo's body bend slightly, licked Angelo's fingers, and then bit Angelo hard. finger, sucking the sweet taste of blood.

And An Qiluo did not take back his left hand, his right hand still dragged the corner of the glass and scratched heavily on Theodore's chest, as if he was drawing some pattern.

Bright red blood poured out from more and more wounds, covering the chest, and there was no trace of bloodstain pattern, but the pale skin and the bright red blood formed a stark contrast, bringing a kind of Weird beauty.

And Theodore looked at Angelo who didn't stop scratching himself, and was a little dissatisfied. Demons also have feelings. He really believed that pain can stimulate sexual desire and passion, but this kind of simple torture seems to be It's boring.

"I don't like disobedient slaves..."

Angelo looked at Theodore, who seemed a little dissatisfied, with a playful smile on his face, and the waist sitting on Theodore's crotch moved.

"The master must like me very much."

Theodore found that it seemed that Angelo was obsessed with drawing some marks on himself, so he focused on gnawing on Angelo's left hand.

When An Qiluo finally threw away the blood-stained glass corner, Theodore's chest was completely covered with blood. If it was an ordinary person, he would have passed out long ago, but the demon had nothing to do with a normal person. It also bit An Qiluo's hand with many blood marks.

Angelo took the brandy from the bedside table with a blank expression, and poured it directly on the devil's chest.

This time the devil frowned in pain, and the highly potent wine was poured on the deep scar on his chest, the pain was unbearable even for the devil.

On the chest, there are a series of hideous scratches, the flesh seems to be turned outwards, and the blood is still oozing out, but finally it is clear that it is a faint pattern, more like a totem.

"You should have a way to keep this forever."

Angelo looked at his results with some satisfaction, then took back his left hand, and wiped his spittle-covered hand with the quilt in distaste.

"Of course, but what reward does the master have?"

Theodore didn't care about having an extra imprint on his body, even if he left it all the time, it wouldn't have much impact on him, but he didn't forget that his contract was signed with Angelo's mother, and with Angelo's soul It doesn't matter at all, he can't do such a thing as giving up such a perfect soul.

"Theodore, your appetite is too great..."

Angelo naturally knew what Theodore was thinking, looked at his own face reflected in those blue eyes, but smiled lightly.

However, if you don't have a big appetite, then there is no point...

And on the other side-

"Sebastian, what are you talking about?"

Ciel frowned, looking at the demon who was smiling gracefully beside him with a dissatisfied expression.

"The queen entrusts you to ask Angelo to perform a Eucharist on the Father."

"Didn't the Sacrament of Confirmation be held yesterday?"

"I heard from the messenger that the response to the Sacrament of Confirmation is very good this time. Recently, many cults have started to rise, and the queen is very worried that more and more people will listen to the words spread by the cults, so..."

"Father, Angelo is not the only one."

"However, Father Angelo seems to be the only priest with royal blood."

Charles looked at Sebastian's smiling face, but was a little dissatisfied. This dissatisfaction was with Father Angelo, that incomprehensible boy.

Even though he had a weak and holy appearance before, he could easily say the order to kill someone.

Is it all just a false pretense?It doesn't feel good to be tricked by someone.

"Has the young master's proud self-esteem been hurt?"

Sebastian looked at Ciel's expression, and said with a gentle smile, with a smile in his eyes.

"Sebastian, I just don't want to be played like a clown."

Charles raised his head, and there was a little anger in his sapphire blue eyes.

"Dear Sebastian~~Ah~ When I saw you, my heart felt like it was about to roll out of my chest!!! Hurry up and have an intense exercise that I haven't practiced for a long time~with dear you~"

Suddenly, a man with red hair and long red hair rushed in happily, his eyes full of enthusiasm and admiration.

"Grel, I don't think anyone has invited you to Phantomhine's mansion."

"Oh~ don't be so cold~ You are always serious, that's what makes me unbearable~ Hurry up, come and give me a passionate kiss~"

Greer looked at Sebastian with a professional expression, with a coquettish expression on his face, closed his eyes and pouted his mouth, looking extremely expectant.

"Please don't cause trouble for everyone, and get out of here immediately. Ah, if you want to rest forever, please go outside the mansion."

Sebastian spoke softly, but there was a bit of seriousness and oppression in his scarlet eyes.

"It's been a long time, don't be so fierce to others~ I just want to celebrate with you, bang dang! My death scythe is back!!!"

Greer first had an aggrieved expression, and then happily took out the Death Scythe.

"Hey, hey, hey! At any rate, he also showed a little surprised, surprised expression!"

Greer looked at the master and servant opposite with the expression of "you are so boring", and began to shout dissatisfiedly.

"However, there is actually one more thing~"

Greer put down the Death Scythe, and took out a notebook with his right hand.

"The next person on the list of predestined death, you all know~"

Greer stretched out his hand to pull down his red eye sockets, and the brown pupils showed cunning and cruelty.

"Hehe, it's the lovely Father Angelo~~"

☆, 28 deaths

When the chanting was over, Angelo and Lacey came to the room where Serena was now.

From that day on, Serena, who had been sleeping deeply, did not open her brown eyes, just lying there like a soundless puppet.

"Lacy."

"what happened?"

Lacey looked at Angelo beside him with a kind smile on his face.

"I think, lately, I've been acting a little weird..."

An Qiluo's brows were slightly frowned. Although his condition seemed to be a little bit better than before, his face was still pale and pitiful.

"Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere? Or are you too tired?"

Lacey bent down and looked worriedly at the boy with a bad face, with a worried look in his eyes.

"I don't know... just, I feel a little, scared..."

Angelo forced a smile, then stretched out his hand and grabbed Lacey's cuff tightly, his purple pupils showed an uneasy look for some reason.

"...Angelo, with me here, the glory of God will always be with you."

Lacey squatted down and hugged An Qiluo, as if she wanted to bring the warmth from the bottom of her heart to the boy, and drive away all the troubles and fears for him.

"Lacey, I seem to have killed someone..."

Angelo's body was a little stiff and trembling, leaning on Lacey's shoulder, his purple eyes were a little moist, and it was impossible to hear such a faint voice if it wasn't close to his ears.

"Angelo! What are you talking about!"

Lacey looked at Angelo in surprise, disbelief and surprise in his brown eyes.

"I do not know I do not know……"

The boy seemed to be whispering softly, tears rolled from his eyes, and he took a few steps back trembling.

"An Qiluo, don't be afraid, tell me what happened."

Lacey paused, looking at the panicked teenager, her voice softened, and she took Angelo's hand.

"I, I don't know, I just think so, and I have a bloody shirt in my closet, and... I, I really don't know..."

"Theodore, where is he!"

Looking at the somewhat incoherent and flustered Angelo, Lacey knew where the crux of the problem was.

"He, he... should be in my room..."

Angelo looked at Lacey with angry eyes, and seemed a little confused as he spoke.

"Angelo, don't worry, you and Serena are waiting for me here."

Lacey patted Angelo's shoulder tenderly, then walked out of the room.

Angelo looked at Lacey who had left, with an expression of uneasiness on his face, and sat down beside Serena's bed with his head down, reaching out to hold Serena's hand, which was so cold that there was no warmth at all.

"Lord Jesus Christ, you once said: When people ask, they will be granted; if they seek, they will find; Praise You. Lord! Please make us always reverence and love Your holy name, and be blessed by You, so that those who love You with a firm heart will always be under Your care. Amen.”

The ethereal voice of the young man sounded extraordinarily ethereal and holy in the empty room. The sunlight shone through such a small window, letting the golden sunlight shine on the young man and the woman, just like the glory of God, holy and holy. Inviolability.

"Oh~ little priest, it's been a long time~~"

It was an unexpected person who rushed into the door suddenly, with long red hair, a bright red coat, holding something like a chainsaw in his hand, standing at the door flamboyantly, shouting loudly.

"...Mr. Greer?"

An Qiluo was stunned for a while, and looked at Greer for a long time, not understanding why this person suddenly appeared here.

"You don't need to say hello~ After all, I'm actually here to take your life~ As long as you think of the priest's warm and holy blood, oh~~ It's so beautiful and exciting~"

Greer looked at Angelo, and waved his hand pretentiously.

"Sorry, could you please let me go?"

"what?"

Greer was interrupted with some displeasure, and turned his head to look coldly.

"Wow! Handsome guy! So handsome~~ Come on, hug me tightly with your strong shoulders~~"

The moment Greer saw Theodore, he immediately showed an extremely excited expression on his face, all kinds of small red flowers and small pink bubbles popped out, his face was flushed, as if he wanted to be a little bird. clinging to Theodore's body.

It's just that before snuggling was successful, the whole person fell to the ground, and the silver-haired man did walk to An Qiluo's side.

"Hey! You have to catch me no matter what! Then have a fierce tongue kiss by the way!"

Greer bluffed and stood up from the ground, looking at Theodore very dissatisfied.

"My master, I don't want other disgusting smells on my body. What's more, even my own aesthetics don't allow me to do so."

Theodore looked at Greer with disdain, clearly feeling that the red guy insulted his own sense of aesthetics.

"Although I really want to have a tryst with the handsome guy, but the task is more important~"

Greer's brown eyes looked cruelly and excitedly at Angelo who seemed to be still confused.

"I will never let you touch my master."

Theodore smiled, a gleam of blood flashed in his blue eyes, so what about the god of death, no one can snatch anything from the hands of the devil.

"Theodore, what the hell..."

Angelo looked blankly at Greer and Theodore, but still held Serena's hand tightly, seeming a little nervous.

"Little priest, just watch quietly~"

Theodore smiled at Angelo, stretched out his index finger to his lips, but looked warily at Greer, who seemed to be about to attack.

"Theodore... I order you, don't save me."

Theodore's green pupils suddenly tightened, and he stood still and looked at An Qiluo, but because he didn't move, the death scythe had already pierced An Qiluo's chest, and bright red blood spurted out quickly.

And that young man just looked at him with a blank expression, without any panic or fear at all, and even the previous daze disappeared without a trace.

"Hehe... Eh? Aha? What about the memory of death?"

Greer, who was enjoying this moment of blood red with a smile, became puzzled, obviously, there were revolving doors before, why this boy didn't.

Greer, who withdrew the Death Scythe, looked at Angelo with a frown. This reaction seemed a bit strange... Could it be, what did William do to his Death Scythe? !

"What? Are you surprised?"

Angelo's body was covered with blood, and the white priest's attire had been stained with the most extravagant red, but his pale face showed no pain or fear at all, instead the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Such a feeling, but it is extraordinarily quiet, the golden sunlight is still lightly sprinkled from the window, but such a blood-soaked boy has the contradictory beauty of a fallen angel.

"...Yeah, did the little priest sneak around and drink again when I didn't know?"

This expression should not come from that holy priest Angelo.

It was impossible for him to admit that the so-called wine triggering the second personality was the boy's deception.

Impossible, no human can deceive the devil so easily, not to mention, this contract has been maintained for so many years, if it is really cheating, then it is impossible for him to not find out in the past.

"You have been deceived by me all this time, Theodore..."

The young man spoke softly, with curved eyebrows and purple pupils with a soft light, just like the memories in Theodore's mind.

The corners of the mouth are raised slightly, that kind of smile is beautiful and pure, like the messenger of God, with the clean and pure warmth like sunshine.

Theodore didn't speak, his face was expressionless, and his green eyes just looked at Angelo steadfastly.

Indeed, this expression was the kind of smile he hated the most.

But, no...

This contract was made when An Qiluo was seven years old. If it was a deception, how could a child be able to deceive the devil from the age of seven until now.

Recalling An Qiluo's appearance since he was seven years old in his mind is not without flaws, because it is true, and it is impossible to fake such expressions and memories.

If it's not the wine, there must be something wrong in the middle...

"Actually, you don't even know when we first met?"

An Qiluo coughed a few times, blood spit out from his mouth, and his face became even paler, as if he could lie down without a sound in the next second.

yes……

The real meeting between him and Theodore was not the day when the contract was signed, but 25 days ago.

And his deception only lasted for 25 days.

In fact, he could have pretended to be that person according to the original memory as before, and just lived until the deadline.

That's right, for the things I'm used to, I just need to live up to now according to Father Angelo's identity and feelings.

It's just that, after all, I became curious about the contract with the devil. The contract that connects the soul is indeed very curious.

So it was nothing more than deliberately inducing the demon to create a second personality of his favorite master, and what he wanted to do was to lure the demon to obtain his own soul.

After all, it was this demon that tempted him.

"As a human being... I am impressed by the master's acting skills."

Theodore looked at An Qiluo for a while, and then began to laugh. Looking at the blood-soaked young man who was about to lose his hold, there was no pity in his green eyes, just indifference.

"It's just getting used to it..."

The young man said in a low voice, his body began to tremble, he coughed heavily, more and more blood was spit out from his mouth, and his breathing became weaker and weaker.

It's just a word I'm used to...

This is the best answer for those difficult to explain problems.

It's just that other people will never know how many unspoken words lie behind such a simple habit.

"Theodore, I order you, come to me..."

Angelo stood up unsteadily, panting heavily, stood in front of Theodore, stretched out his hand and grabbed Theodore's snow-white suit, but there was a flamboyant smile on his pale face.

And the devil's contract on the back of the neck emits a lavender light, which seems to prove the existence of that kind of soul bondage.

And Theodore didn't speak, but just narrowed his eyes and looked at the boy who grabbed him.

"I found you, soul, is it mine?"

It took Theodore a while before he laughed, stretched out his hand to caress the boy's cheek, and lowered his head to lick the boy's bloody lips.

"……OK."

Angelo smiled, but agreed, then closed his eyes, and fell down without a sound. There was a large amount of blood on the ground, like a delicate datura flower, beautiful but desolate.

"I'm afraid, even this sentence is a lie..."

Theodore knelt beside Angelo, held Angelo's neck up, and saw the fading brand of the devil's contract.

The devil smiled and lowered his head to bite his neck, sucking the uncooled blood under the skin, as sweet as he remembered, with a dark scent.

The devil is like this, with eternal life, even if time goes by quickly, it can't be traced back to the value of existence, and can only continue to find interesting things in the boring and complicated world.

To a demon, nothing is important, only what is wanted.

As for Theodore, probably only An Qiluo was the one he wanted, because for that demon, there was nothing more interesting and charming than An Qiluo.

How could it be so easy to let go...

That, the human who fooled the devil.

☆, 29 episodes

I, in this life, have only confessed one thing to God...

That is, I fell in love with someone whose name—

Anastasia Victoria.

I never thought I'd fall in love with a woman...

But, in fact, if you fall in love, you will fall in love.

No matter the years when I was in the blooming season, I, a girl with long brown hair, always admired that girl with a sunny smile;

Still to this day, the years have left mottled marks on my face, that heart has long been old, and what is buried by the dust of the world is only a little light for that child.

I have always loved Anna...

I understand that this is not right.

Either way, I'm not supposed to fall in love with a woman and that's one of the royals.

No matter from which angle I look at it, it is impossible for me to be with her.

But, in fact, I still did it...

Became her most trusted friend, a friend who has always guarded her.

I told myself:

Lacey, be content.

This is already the best result.

Perhaps it is because God knows the evil thoughts in my heart, so I have never heard the voice of God. It is God who refused to forgive me.

All this time, my eyes have only been on that woman...

I don't love God, I don't love everyone, maybe I don't even love myself...

However, I love that woman named Anna.

Because, I love her, so I also love her children...

I hate myself why am I not a man...

If I were a man, I could, I could hug her with my own hands, kiss her, and tell her that I only love her forever.

I have fantasized so many times...

If, if, I'm a man.

I will definitely, bravely be with Anna, marry her, and have many little angels like her.

Unfortunately, I am only a woman, a woman who loves so humblely.

The so-called love is just a beautiful and sincere friendship in Anna's eyes.

And what I can do, maybe just be her guardian angel.

I envy, envy that man...

The man who took Anna's love away, why did he take Anna away from me so cruelly, but then left Anna behind so cruelly.

I would rather watch Anna and that man leave than see Anna weeping and haggard after the man left.

How can he bear it?

I am not willing to hurt Anna at all...

Just like that in front of me, his face was pale and his whole body was listless, even the smile that I love the most faded away.

Perhaps, this is also good, because I am still here, and I am still by Anna's side.

Love her as a friend and as a faithful Catholic.

until she said—

"I am pregnant……"

Looking at Anna, who suddenly smiled brightly, with a motherly radiance on her face, stroking her belly so warmly, she seemed to feel the beating of a new life.

And what was my expression at the time?

Shocked, disappointed, pained, sad?

this kid...

Originally, it shouldn't exist.

It was Anna, who insisted on having the baby.

And I can only silently guard by my side.

That child has purple pupils that I like, but also purple hair that I hate, but, just as I imagined before, he is a little angel like Anna.

On her pink face, she opened her clear purple eyes, and she said ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhq

His name is - Angelo.

Anna said that this child is a messenger of God, and it was God who gave him this child.

After that, Anna's health became worse and worse, and she also suffered from a serious illness, and An Qiluo was the one who had no cure.

Once, I had faith in God for Anna, but it was also Anna, but I turned my back on God...

It was me who found the diagram of the demon, but Anna found the opportunity to summon the demon and saved Angelo's life. I originally planned to sacrifice my soul but sacrificed hers.

Only I know that after Anna died, only black and white remained in her world, and the only color might be that child.

When the child cried and threw herself into her chest, she finally felt a little warmth, it was An Qiluo's tears.

And looking at the child's purple eyes, she was so greedy for those eyes, just like Anna's eyes, the woman she loved so much.

"I will protect you..."

"Angelo, I will always be by your side..."

That's what she said at the time, hugging the child tightly.

Once upon a time, she also said to Anna...

But, did she break her promise?

I never thought that there would be such a result...

However, I really resigned myself to my fate.

At least I still have Anna's child, at least my life is still valuable, and I can use my life to protect her child.

[But……]

[why? ]

"We, saddened by the law of death, are comforted by the promise of eternal life. Lord, for those who believe in you, life is only changed, not destroyed. We end our journey in the world, and we are granted eternal heaven."

I, who presided over Angelo's funeral mass, just spoke numbly, saying words that even I no longer believed in.Looking at the praying crowd below indifferently, I couldn't squeeze a tear from my eyes, but felt so painful.

[Anna...]

[please……]

[Please, save your child...]

In my mind, I kept thinking about that day, when the ground was covered with blood red, and the young man's slender body was lying alone in the pool of blood.

The boy's pure white priest's attire was stained red by his own blood, it was too extravagant and gorgeous, and the bright red like that hurt his eyes.

[Anna, please, Angelo is only a child. ]

[You save him, I can no longer lose it! ]

As if going crazy, he tightly hugged the already cold corpse in his arms.

Trembling all over, he had already forgotten everything, only the boy who had died in the pool of blood was in his eyes.

[I don't want to lose any more...]

[When you have already lost you, don't take your child away so cruelly...]

[I can no longer bear the pain of losing the whole world...]

Looking inside the transparent glass coffin, the boy...

Surrounded by pure lilies, pure white God's clothing, holding the cross peacefully, with a peaceful smile on the corner of his mouth.

As if asleep, but