Angel Engine

You saved Urel. Now he's in the living room, changed, but still very hot. You're in the kitchen.

When you brought him some ice, he was already playing with the cat, petting it and smiling. He didn't look sick, although he wasn't feeling well. His temperature had spiked after the incident with the fuse.

Suddenly, he abruptly stopped playing with the cat and looked at you. His face was pale from pain, but a warm smile, full of love for you, played on it. — You brought the compressor, didn't you? Oh, but why shouldn't you have... However, blogadaru. —

He said.