The door of the firewood room was closed, and there was a fool's laughter in the room, as if it was quite happy.

The butcher waited outside, sitting in the courtyard sharpening his knife, and the whetstone made a piercing sound when it came into contact with the blade, and back and forth, sharpening the fleshy axe extremely sharp, and the edge of the blade glowed with a shiny cold light.

Outside, there was the sound of sharpening knives again and again.

In the firewood room, there was a low whimper, accompanied by the pouring of firewood......

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