The pillbox was thrown at me by Krew. I did not dare to hesitate and quickly fished out the ointment for the bruises from inside the medicine box, opened the cap, and approached him.
Krew's body has a special aroma, he seems to be sweating, this aroma mixed with the smell of hormones in his sweat into my nostrils. I felt as if my mind went blank for a moment.
I felt thirsty, and a kind of... Craving.
Why was this happening to me? Why did I find the smell of Krew so appealing?
Just as I was frothing, Krew's impatient voice rang in my ears again.
"Hurry up! Move! Do not dawdle!"
His voice brought me to my senses.
I refocused my attention on his chest. His wounds were partially hidden by the collar of his shirt, so I gently unclasped his collar.
I held my breath.
Moon Goddess! What i
