After the betrayal by her family and being killed by her blood-related mother, Jiho closed her eyes, seeking an end to her suffering while already ensured to mess their life after she peacefully slept. However, when she opened them again, she found herself in a white room facing her dead master. "You have broken your promise, so as your punishment, you must live in another world until I am satisfied," he declared. Upon reopening her eyes, Jiho found herself in an ancient-looking room, and what was even more shocking was that it was an ABO-type world. In this world, aside from men and women, there were individuals who appeared more delicate than men but could give birth refered as mer. Jiho who hates relationship. What a peculiar fate awaited her?
He couldn't believe how things had escalated to this point. As soon as he had noticed movement in the room and opened his eyes, his first instinct had been concern. There was Jiho, her hand clutching a peculiar, transparent, brittle object. He knew such a thing couldn't be made here; it had to come from somewhere else. Why did Jiho have it, and why did she look so pained? Her frown struck him deeply.
He didn't understand what had ignited this sudden, inexplicable urge within him. All he knew was that he felt a desperate need to divert Jiho's attention toward him, even if it meant resorting to something as childish as making a silly gesture. He didn't fully grasp why, but the impulse to make her look away from her pain, to make her focus on him instead, was overpowering.