"Let me go next time, I'll just draw my face so you can stare at night," he jumped.

Little did I know that his face was thick now.

"How do you tell me that? You're not looking at me!" I annoyed it, smuggling.

"There you will explain to the court. You are very guilty," he joked.

I hate to start changing the bandage and cleaning his wounds there. Of course even though he annoyed me I couldn't pour the annoyance there. So I immediately ended the bruise.

I took the alcohol and the flower, I actually put a lot of alcohol in the flower. I will put it in the...