Chapter 70: On Christmas Eve

Blanche ran back to the organization like that wasn't she supposed to do from the start. She didn't wear the uniform for the specials, instead, she wore a wine-red colored gown with a slit on the left leg.

She was running like her life's depended on it. After the talk with Astolfo she found herself on the road again, and this time, it wasn't raining, but it started to snow.

And as the crystalline white snow falls to the ground, Blanche smiled bitterly, the only thing she needed to do from the start has been waiting for her to realize what she did wrong, and what she had to do next.

Astolfo smiled sadly, Blanche had the same expression but more sympathizing.

"That's what I expect you to say, but I didn't know that it hurts more when you said it." He held his chest and gave a bitter expression.

But what can he do? It's already been done, he's in the confinement, and he looked like a murderer now when he just did was express his emotions.

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