Irene_Jekyll

White apple tree

Captain Kuro was always driven by cold calculation, which was why all his plans came true. He went patiently to his goal, cutting away all unnecessary branches, as a gardener cuts off the branches of an apple tree. He knew that he would reap the fruits of his cunning game - the inheritance of the sick girl he had to serve. Kuro had thought of everything. Except for her. Except for his little white apple tree. Except Martha.