"Did you see that? Ever since Miss Emily went in and kissed Mr. Vincent, his eyes have been glowing with light."
"What does it mean?" A guard asked himself, "It means he can hardly suppress his desire!"
"Then what should he do?"
"Just bear it. Or what can he do? If Mr. Vincent really satisfied his desire, then what’s the difference between him and a real monster?"
"...."
After a moment of silence, there came a voice, "He was one now."
"..."
Rex looked at Vincent, who was sitting upright, and then silently looked at his trousers that was propped up high. He turned away.
'Why are you still so excited after Emily has left for almost ten minutes?'
Vincent drank his tea. The desire that had been suppressed with great difficulty was once again aroused by a kiss from that girl. After cal
