C2208 Got an Idea

She basically won't take back what my mom gave me. She must have recognized you. Just take it. Give me some face, okay? As he spoke, the man's palm landed on the back of his hand. Warmth came from his palm. Johann looked at him as if there was a string trembling in his heart. Perhaps she really didn't need to run anymore. She should bravely accept the face.

Okay, I will accept it