Love Baby Wolf's

Please Rain Removes Your Traces

"No..."

Arzen knelt in the middle of the shady forest. Those hiding tears finally flowed. Dropped on a trail of dried blood.

A few hours ago, the man woke up from his sleep. He checks Loofyn in the basket and goes to find Lucy. He saw the girl in the back garden cleaning the warehouse.

His premonition started to get strange as he thought further. He wanted to go to the hills maybe to hunt. "Human, I'll be gone for a minute. Loofyn's still sleeping in the basket" she said.

Arzen leaves before Lucy can answer. The woman was just a head shake. He said Arzen was like a cat that suddenly left suddenly coming.

"When he's a wolf," Lucy's inner.

Arzen is outside Lucy's house. He looked around the neighborhood. I don't know why the atmosphere this time feels cooler than usual.

He opened his magic connection with Venus. There was no signal, he concluded that there was no emergency in the magical world. He nodded, this is not what he felt.

"May I go back there? Who knew Venus needed help" he thought.

He decided to go to the hill. His path through the forest made him here now. Kneeling beside the dried blood.

He knows the smell, he knows who the owner is. Although partially buried by dust and soil, he could still tell. The tragedy of what had happened could not be imagined.

"Sister..say this is not true....!" sad muttered.

He did not want to believe what he imagined. However, reality forced him to open his eyes wide. The old wound opened again this time with salt.

He regretted the dried up blood. Blood without a body but leaving a precious figure. Revenge and sadness are like a jumble of wanting to get out.

"No, sis.no.

The cling!

A small, shiny object caught his attention. Arzen immediately picked it up and cleared it from the clumps of soil. A necklace with a crescent moon pendant further corroborated his conjecture.

"Sir Carenine... What really happened...?"

He hugged her and held her. Those tears of regret spilled out erasing the traces. "You left Loofyn that night, right? You're the one who connected shinre jade to Lucy, right?" ask him about the remains of tragedy.

"I know the ground beside Brother Hize is empty. But I never imagined it this way."

The great war took away his family members. The brother he respected the most, the first brother had died in the battlefield. He was buried in the imperial family cemetery which is very secret.

"Why did you do it, brother? Don't you trust me one bit?" Arzen is back.

He could be considered a crazy person if there were people passing by there. Arzen groped the ground and recalled the smell he was familiar with. It has faded for a very long time, more precisely since Loofyn came to the human world the first time.

"Who took your body, brother?" Arzen squinted his eyes.

Someone appeared in his mind. He hated that person so much because he was the mastermind behind all this. So hateful, he was eager to giggle until he met his death.

"Why... Why does it have to happen? What is he looking for, brother? You never told me and Venus. Always hide it by saying it's okay..." He sobbed.

"I'm like a fool who believes that..."

No one thought Arzen could absorb this. Even alone in the forest under the overcast sky. The fat clouds were ready to cry with Arzen.

"Who do they mean, brother? Had you told me, maybe this wouldn't have happened..."

Zraaassh....

"Damn it! Stupid war just took them away from me!" his roar.

He closed his eyes tightly, "What kind of figure did you cause all this?!" his erang.

He let his body get soaked by the heavy rain. He hoped that the rain could erase his trail of sadness. What a pity, the rain only wiped away traces of blood instead of his bitter memories.

He stared at the ground he was now staring at. His eyes were staring blankly, he was daydreaming for quite a while. Until the day he wanted to change, he decided to turn around.

The path was lethargic, his footsteps were not the usual Arzen. He looked like an undead, walking aimlessly. He let where his footsteps wanted to go.

Not feeling, he arrived in front of Lucy's house. Not as grand as his palace in the magical world, but it felt very warm. The girl lives alone, but like thousands of people embrace you sincerely.

"Lucy.." he muttered. This was the first time he had mentioned the girl's name.

He stared blankly as he reached the door. The sound of the rhino was heard to the front. He knew the girl must be facing the fussy Loofyn.

"Ah, yes. yes, Loofyn this is Lucy here. You want some milk? Yeah, here Lucy makes you hide your fangs, okay?"

He wanted to smile at Lucy's voice just now. He imagined how panicked the man was when Loofyn showed his half-wolf form. That never happened in his palaces.

The hand he held out to pull the door knob was next to the body. He thought about what to get in. He doesn't want to bother Lucy or Loofyn.

"Why did I come back here...?" muttered.

Cclack!

"Ah, Arzen? Why don't you come in when you get home?" Lucy opens the door and meets Arzen.

The drenched man was still unmoved. He looked at Lucy in front of him. The girl kept complaining about what Loofyn did to her.

"....I'm afraid when the neighbors see. Arzen? Hey, why daydream?!" reprimand Lucy while waving her hand in front of the man's face.

No!

"Eh?" Lucy faces back and Loofyn is already in the magic box. It was the same baby spot that Arzen had brought to his office a while back.

"Ah, it's good that you can use the box.ah, I thought I'd be bitten or scratched" Lucy said with relief.

He was upset that Arzen kept quiet from the moment he opened the door. He looked up and looked into Arzen's empty eyes. His hand waved once more to disperse the man's daydream.

"Gosh, you're soaking wet apparently! Don't tell me you're hunting in the rain?!" squealing Lucy panicked.

He looked around for towels but could not find them. "Well, I didn't know if a wolf could get sick or not. You should go in and take a shower and put on some warm clothes!" his nagging to the man who was sculpting it.

His eyebrows cringed. He rattled around his waist as his nonsense was not lubricated. "Hey, sir! Did you hear—"

Pluck up!

Arzen suddenly dropped his head on Lucy's shoulder. He buried his face there and sought tranquility. Her body soaked by the rain soaked Lucy's pajamas.

"Hey, you're still wet. Oh, my God, this is no time to joke. You, what are you doing leaning on my shoulder, huh?! You fucking wolf!" screech while blocking Arzen's stocky arm.

"Just a moment..."

Lucy didn't hear it clearly, "What...? You said ses—"

"For a second, let me lean like this, Lucy."