C249 Practice Projectile

Snow suddenly came back from outside, interrupting my reverie. She was holding the box in her hands as if it were heavy, and the snow had to be held in both hands.

"What is this?" I looked at the box in Snow's hand and asked with a puzzled expression. Afterwards, I seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked excitedly, "Is it a throwing knife?"

"Open it and take a look