You are locked in the large mansion of the most talented scientist. Because you are too weak to go out and you have an unknown disease.

Dottore comes into your bedroom, in his hand is a syringe for you. He saw you sitting on the floor drawing. He frowned and told the maid to leave. He looked down at you.

He is thinking, Holy shit, she still looks cute today, What if I touch those soft cheeks? No!, calm down.

“Get up, little one.“