It Wasn't Like She Was A Racer!!
編集者: Atlas Studios
The breeze blew at the curtains, making them flutter. In the room, Nora's face alternated between light and dark as the fluttering curtains cast shadows on her.
She stared at the contents of the metal box in astonishment—there was only a memo, and written on it was Morse code again.
However, she already had the key to Morse code's uncommon encryption, so it took her only two minutes to decipher the code on the memo: "Staav University, Archives, No. 004"
"Archives, No. 004"?
What did that mean?
Nora didn't have time to look up anything. She tossed the metal box under the bed, tore the memo, went into the bathroom, and flushed it down the toilet.
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Thereafter, as Justin's fiancée, Nora helped out at the wake while the three children played in the villa.
Fatty even peeked at them from the door. When he found that the three of them were playing, he immediately shouted, "Why aren't you guys crying when your father is dead?"