LadyDevimon's True Face

Angewomon forced out a drop of heart's blood. Her blood was different from a human's—Dongfang Yu's was bright red, while hers was golden-red, brimming with the same sacred aura as she herself possessed.

Guided by her, the golden blood slowly fell onto the stamen of the Lovesick Heartbreak Red. Then she slowly closed her eyes and began imagining Dongfang Yu in her heart.

In her mind, she saw the first time Dongfang Yu had taken liberties with her. At the sight, her brows furrowed slightly.

Then the scene changed to Dongfang Yu speaking intimate words to her in the room.

"Ah, Angewomon, if only you were alive. You have no idea how miserable I am right now. I have a vicious teacher plotting against me every day..."

Seeing this, Angewomon's lips unconsciously curved upward, though even she did not notice it.

However, both LadyDevimon and Dongfang Yu saw that change clearly. Neither spoke to interrupt her, though LadyDevimon looked at Dongfang Yu with a half-smile.

The scenes moved quickly. The images in Angewomon's mind had now reached the time of her awakening.

Looking at Dongfang Yu's legs trembling in fright, along with the five bright red palm prints on his face, the curve of Angewomon's lips grew wider and wider.

How had she not noticed back then that this guy was rather cute? He was the kind who had all the nerve in the world but no guts when it mattered.

But as time passed second by second, the curve on Angewomon's lips vanished, replaced by tightly furrowed brows.

Pfft!

She spat out a mouthful of golden-red blood and opened her eyes.

Yes, she had failed as well.

"How could this happen? The flower was clearly about to bloom." LadyDevimon muttered to herself, then looked at Angewomon and asked, "What