Red, bloodshot eyes. Within them, moisture formed and flowed down the cheeks. Trembling eyelashes and slightly distorted eyebrows. Even the slightly colored nostrils and downturned corners of the mouth. An expression trying somehow to hold back the tears, but unable to endure. That unique distortion was contained in the face. The Heavenly Demon’s expression was like that now. “…What. Crying?”...
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