Ugh... who are you...
I examined the wound on her head.
Compared to the blood pouring out, it looked like nothing more than a scrape.
I'd seen plenty of wounds like this back when I was at the orphanage.
My name is Kang Noa. I'm a streamer.
...What?
The people around us turned their eyes to me and that woman.
She was completely drunk.
Tears filling her eyes, she looked back and forth between her hand and mine.
You... you're making fun of me...? Like I'm someone who can't even walk properly... someone who just falls down in places like this...
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