This year's winter came exceptionally early.

The temperature dropped to a few degrees Celsius at once.

In the night, Klaus huddled together with his body in his arms, with firewood in his hand.

Shivering.

"Woooooooooooooo

He was so cold that his mouth was shaking.

Jost leaned against the tree, his eyes closed.

"Is it really that cold?"

"Why don't I think so."

"My Stand-in is the Most Useless" Chapter 1 Do you believe in fate? I am hitting it in my hand, please wait a moment,

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