As a scary tyrant that sucks people’s blood to live on, he has eyes only for her. In the palace, he lies on the bed, almost bare-chested, saying “Honey, I’m starving.†“Honey?†The girl frowns, murmuring to herself, “He doesn’t feel awkward at all to call me like thatâ€. Lifting the skirt’s hemline a little,Continue reading “Curse of Loulan: The Tyrant Bestows Favor on Me”