108 Pale Satellite

A tiny village on the outskirts of Gyeonggi Province.

In a place with more old people than young people, more rice paddies than asphalt roads, and where bird calls were heard more often than car engines, Camilla sat in a pavilion and peeled and ate the tangerines handed to her by the elderly.

“It’s delicious!”

“Oh my, is that so? Eat up, sweetheart. There’s still plenty left.”

“Yes!”

The little girl with ghost-pale skin, black hair, and red eyes nodded with a bright smile.

Between her slightly parted lips, sharp fangs showed just a little. The tips of those awl-sharp fangs were stained with a faint trace of blood.

“Sweetheart, you’ve got some chili powder stuck in your teeth. Want me to take it out?”

An old man with gray hair checked and reached out a hand. Camilla went, “Ah,” and wiped the blood from her teeth herself.

“I’m fine! I can do it myself!”...