Mark looked at the girls sitting on his left and right hands and couldn't help but feel sad and thought that this was completely the digging of a hole and burying himself at that time.
quite a while.
Mark sighed after taking a sip of Bourbon.
never mind.
The pit I dug was about to jump into it with tears in my eyes.
What else?
Go back to the past and chopped up Mark at that time with one knife? Chapter completed!