Excuse me, this bouquet is for Miss Violet Walker.

One second... two seconds... three seconds...

To fill the place with the sound of Alejandro's angry laughter,

Despite the smile drawn on his lips, the one who looks at him will flee from him as soon as his sight falls on him.

He quickly stopped laughing to point to the deliveryman who was ensnared in his lands with terror

"I think he's paralyzed," Violet muttered secretly as she put both hands to her face,

Alejandro pointed at him with his index and middle fingers, saying, "I give the curse that is in your hand."

He added a sharp Berod as he...