A handsome young man with naturally tousled silver hair, looking around twenty years old. His face and features bore a faint resemblance to Timothée Chalamet.
His left eye was the color of the night sky, with a silver waning moon in its iris. His right eye was covered by gauze, whether because of an injury or some other reason.
All his physical characteristics were identical to those of a human,
and he was barefoot, wearing a fairly ordinary white hospital gown as he stepped onto the hillside.
The 'Female Doctor' Yi Chen had seen inside the clinic followed at the young man's side, an IV bottle connected to the back of his right hand.
From the front, everything looked normal, but a humanoid mass of flesh clung to the young man's back.
Only half its body, one arm, and its head were exposed. It was none other than the theater Boss—Elton John.
As the young man climbed to the mountaintop, the moon hanging in the night sky drew closer and closer, growing larger and rounder... like a searchlight continuously zooming in and focusing on the clinic's front courtyard.
He wore a smile the entire time, his eyes filled with appreciation for Yi Chen.
By contrast,
the moment Little Grape saw the young man, she suddenly opened her eyes. Having fallen asleep from exhaustion, she was almost in a furiously bristled state.
William... Don't even think about resisting. I'll do my best to create an opportunity for you to escape. If you realize there's no possibility of getting away, immediately choose to surrender.
At times like this, staying alive matters more than anything else. Even if you end up like that rat, as long as you survive, it will have meaning.
"Mm."
As Yi Chen stared directly at the mysterious young