C25 Gripping the Kitchen Knife Tightly

I heard that, and I turned my head slowly along the voice, and looked around, and saw two old women whispering to each other.

When they saw my gaze, they hurriedly dodged it. I know that they are the old women who live in the next floor's corridor. They really have nothing to do, and they are people who fly around everywhere.

I secretly sighed in my heart