I don't know what to say. When I saw Cecil gone, I followed me, as if possessed by magic. I pointed to the kiosk on the second floor and said there was something wrong. Cecil managed to open the kiosk, took out a drink and stood by, watching me open the coffee can and drink. Speak deeply first.

"If you drink coffee now, you can't sleep tonight."

"I don't want to sleep," I replied, wiping my coffee-stained mouth.

"What if you don't sleep?" Cecil's brow frowned a little, and I didn't care too much.

"Nothing, just reading."

"Did you miss it?"

Because of you!

I couldn't control his hammer, but...