Dreaming of the corridor in the midnight, mysterious sound burst. I close my eyes tightly, but still smell the fragrance. "Did you have another nightmare? Master." The mysterious Deacon in Flowers, the light of the soul in the dark. Whether it's hell or heaven, with love as contract, only for you to guard. Bezlya Convallaria Deacon in Flowers, Bionic 2.1 Series 155cm R ver