Or did I not give way to a powerful witch in the store when she had only one cucumber in her hands, and I had a full basket?

In any case, some kind of anomalous garbage is definitely happening to me. In all my life I have never caught so many adventures on my ass, how many of them have accumulated in my net these days.

On emotions, I fly up to Korneev, grab his hand and look plaintively into his eyes, as if I were wounded and ask the guy not to leave me on enemy soil.

- Dan, don't open it, huh? - I'm not begging, of course,...