It just so happened that there was putty in her space as well, so she scraped off the loose putty on the wall, and then pasted the stirred putty and scraped it again.

By the time she had repaired all the broken walls, it was already past four o'clock in the morning.

Although the putty is not as good as the professional master of other people, she still has a sense of accomplishment when she looks at the wall that is no longer pitted.

However, when the gaze fell on the dirty and messy ground, the sense of accomplishment that rose up was extinguished in an instant

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