C59 The Soul at the Tip of His Finger

The lights of the evening's game were too bright to open one's eyes, but nothing was out of the ordinary.

[Is it just an illusion? Is it just because I ate some vegetables and lost my mind because of anger? Fatty, you really want to say that I am sick. You actually restricted me from eating. That is unforgivable!]

As expected, she saw her daughter again. She really came to the competition again