The angel suddenly stepped back, her movement calm yet deliberate, and then she smiled. It wasn't a sweet smile—no, it was something far more terrifying. The moment her lips curved upward, a shiver ran down Kouhei's spine. A chill unlike anything he had ever felt before wrapped around his body, clawing at his nerves like invisible ice.
What... was this power?
No—something had hit him. Something deep and unseen that made every fiber of his being scream.
"Fufufu...!" The sound of her laugh echoed, soft and almost melodic, but chilling enough to make his heart skip. That smile—it wasn't human. It was a smile that didn't belong to someone from the heavens. It was the smile of something that delighted in watching others squirm, a twisted mockery of beauty.
Was this really an angel? Looking at that sinister grin carved across her divine face, Kouhei couldn't believe it. It felt wrong—like watching a sacred statue crack open to reveal a demon hiding beneath.
