"Whoop!"

A knife pierced down, but there was no imaginary splash of blood. The dagger was nailed to the table between the fingers of the child, and it did not hurt him at all. But his face was bloodless with fear, and his parents opened their eyes and saw that they did not pierce it, which was also very frightening.

"Didn't you hit it, so lucky?" I was stunned, and then I picked up the dagger, ready to go down again.

"I want medical fees, I want medical fees..." The child cried as he spoke.

"Does it really cost medicine? But your parents won't agree." I can't help it.

"We...