Chapter Seventy-Three: Without You, No Legend 24

I haven't changed this flower for at least five days.

It's long gone.

Still, that's fine.

It doesn't hurt any living organism.

She can ......

A minute later

The tenth piece, do not do.

Eleventh piece, do.

The twelfth piece, don't do it......

The little girl tugged at the petals, half-dried petals, with a residual silky touch.

Finally, stare at the crumbling petals.

"The last piece...... Do. ”

Truffle's face collapsed for a moment, staring at the bare pole in her hand.

Why is this happening, actually doing it?!

Yes, the Lord God is determined to let her raise a son, right?

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock on the door.

Song took a deep breath and looked in the direction of the door.

What can happen at this time?

It's not her own sister again, what kind of moth is she doing?

Still in the dying throes?

That's embarrassing.

She's very, very angry right now.

Someone knocked on the door.

The smile on the corner of the little girl's mouth hooked up little by little, and her eyes narrowed slightly.

He slapped the rod of the rose on the table, ignoring the large piece of glass that had been shattered.

Laughing harmlessly, he walked in the direction of the door.

Reach out and pull the door open.

Truffle looked at the empty hallway in front of her and was stunned for a moment.

Then I heard another knock on the door.

She slowly lowered her head and looked in the direction of the sound.

At the door is a boxy courier box.

to a square box around the waist.

It's very ordinary.

However, the box that can be delivered to her unimpeded is probably not so ordinary.

It is very likely that the original owner ordered it himself.

Sure enough, the word truffle was written on the courier note.

There is also a mobile phone number and address.

In the remarks column, there is a particularly large line of words.

Be sure to deliver the courier to the door of your room in perfect condition.

Truffle scratched her head, a little confused.

Why didn't she see any information about the box in the memory of the original owner?

It's like...... She didn't buy this thing at all.

It's weird.

The little girl muttered, pouted her little buttocks, and stepped forward to drag the box.

It's not easy to get started.

The truffle was full of strength and dragged it into the room, motionless.

Then, she pulled the box with the power of her body again, and tugged at it.

Perhaps by adding the weight of the weight, the box moved.

He moved forward slightly.

The truffle is like this, over and over again.

Finally got the delivery box in.

Reluctantly closed the door.

Then she rolled up her sleeves and looked at the box in front of her seriously.

This box is a big one.

can fit her.

The seal was also firmly affixed over and over again.

Mysterious look.

The little girl picked up a knife casually.

Deftly and skillfully picked open the plastic tape, and then pulled away the cardboard on it.

The plastic foam inside is exposed.

There is also a line of writing on it with a red pen.

This product is expensive, so please use it with care.

Truffle rubbed her hands, is it expensive...... She carefully uncovered the plastic foam.

Before I finished unraveling, I saw most of it.

There was a white shirt inside, and it looked very good.

But why are you so wrinkled......

The little girl frowned and thought.

But the movement of the hand did not stop, and it lifted it hard.

The scene inside is completely exposed to the sun.

A few seconds of silence.

Then, there was a scream in the room.

"Ah——!h