C125 Death Returned(1)

It's been a while since the train arrived at the station.

We were sandwiched between the crowded crowd of people who got off the train and went outside.

Skylla, who was walking at the front, lowered his head and looked at the watch on his wrist. He turned around and said to us, "It's almost five o'clock in the afternoon. Let's go eat first."

No one objected to this suggestion