On this side, Luna Sutton clutched her stomach and rushed into the woods. Even though it was dark as hell at night, the moonlight poured through gaps in the leaves, so she could see pretty well.
She found a hidden spot, took out a pad from her system backpack, ripped open the package, and unfolded one.
Took off her Beast Skin Skirt, and placed the pad on the homemade panties she stitched herself.
Sorted it all out, slipped back on her Beast Skin Skirt, and let out a deep sigh of relief.
She had cramps in her last life, and every period felt like hell's trial. Never expected that after crossing over to Beastman World, this curse would tag along too.
Holding onto a tree trunk, she got up, cursing the damn cramps a thousand times in her head.
This symptom is honestly like a stubborn ghost—crossing worlds and still clinging to her!
Her face pale, she slowly walked out of the woods, about to sit back by the fire, when she noticed everyone eyeing her weirdly.
