“Shion sat down in front of the heater. His white hair, leaning more on transparent, was tinged red with the colours of the flame. His youthful hair had lost its colour, but still retained its shine. “It’s beautiful” Nezumi thought.” — Atsuko Asano Copy Share Image
“I had a bad dream..." Shion began softly. "I wanted someone to help me, and I reached out as far as I could... and… — Atsuko Asano Copy Share Image
“Shion sat down in front of the heater. His white hair, leaning more on transparent, was tinged red with the colours of the flame.… — Atsuko Asano Copy Share Image
“We are going to hell together. But we're coming back alive. Don't forget that.” — Atsuko Asano Copy Share Image
“I owe a debt to you," his low voice hissed at Shion's ear. "Four years ago, you saved my life. I'm paying back that debt. That's all." "Then you've paid enough. Too much, even." Shion gripped Nezumi's wrist to pry it away from his collar. But Nezumi's taut muscles showed no signs of relaxing. "Let go." "Make me, little boy."… — Atsuko Asano Copy Share
“Is the love you have for me, and the feelings I have for you forever parallel, with no chance of intersecting?” — Atsuko Asano Copy Share Image
“I found out for the first time that things like this could happen. That a helping hand could be extended miraculously like that... you… — Atsuko Asano Copy Share Image
