Sss~ Sss~
William whistled as he walked down the street with his hands in his pockets. All the evils coming toward him would automatically avoid him, as if just hearing the whistle would breed the most primitive fear from within.
When he arrived at a coffee shop with outdoor seating, William took a seat casually and waved over a waiter.
"Two lattes, as usual~ be sure to use fresh milk from the third milker."
William seemed to be a regular here, sitting leisurely with his legs crossed, and even picked up a copy of today's newspaper.
Soon, two steaming cups of coffee emitting a rich milk fragrance were brought over.
Just as William took a sip and put down the cup, a silver-haired youth had already taken a seat in the empty spot opposite him,
In his special moon eyes, distorted light flickered, as if projecting twisted monsters into reality, intending to tear the current William in half.
