Chapter 41 Late Night Snack
- No wonder he's a weirdo.
- Mary dashed in to find her wound that was almost scabbed over to spilling so much blood. She tenderly dabbed the wound with ointment. “You were fine earlier. How did your injury get this bad?”
- It's all because of that man who didn't know the proper way to act and mistook me for a thief, nearly costing me my life.