C49 It's depressing

The palm swept past my face, but the woman didn't do anything. She just looked at me and said.

"Hit you? You still think you can dirty my hands? Tell me, do you want to come and tease me like those people?" The high gesture of love made me flustered.

"Oh, I don't have that kind of thought. I came here to borrow a fire."

"Borrowing fire? You make it sound so good, but I'm telling you