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Lee Sa-young crouched down to look at Cha Eui-jae’s sleeping face, then opened his hand and held it above Cha Eui-jae’s face. The shadow of his black-gloved hand covered Cha Eui-jae’s neat face. His head seemed small enough to hold in one hand. Even his curled-up body seemed smaller.

Was he always this small?

Among ordinary people, he might be considered tall, but among hunters, he wasn’t particularly big. As Cha Eui-jae stirred slightly, soft black hair fell over his eyes. Lee Sa-young quietly whispered.

“Cha Eui-jae.”

He squatted in front of the sofa. His gaze fell on Cha Eui-jae’s slightly parted lips. Lee Sa-young slowly closed his eyes. The faint sound of Cha Eui-jae’s breathing became clearer when he listened closely. When he opened his eyes again, he focused on Cha Eui-jae’s chest rising and falling and his intermittently fluttering eyelashes.

It was a precious sight, one that would not be seen when Cha Eui-jae opened his eyes. Lee Sa-young rested his chin in his hand, observing everything that could only be found in this silence.

And now, Lee Sa-young needed…

A stronger conviction than ever.