chapter 52 milk dog? Loyal dog?

Just at night, it is the time of high tide.

The sea water washed up on the beach and overflowed the road from the town to the maglev station.

Seraphina took off his shoes and held them in his hands, and walked along the cool cobblestone path alone with his bare feet dripping with water.

It's only past seven o'clock at night, and the sun has just set, which is equivalent to four or five o'clock in the morning on the earth. There are not many ghosts who get up early,...