Seeing the little girl's disdainful gaze, Forsythia quickly said, "OK, OK, OK!"
So there really was such a living person as a hero.
It seemed that the little girl was serious about it.
Forsythia then realized that the problem had become quite significant. She noticed that the water had cooled, so she quickly wrapped the little girl in a towel, carried her out of the bathtub, and put her on the bed. As she wiped her body dry, she said, "This is a serious matter. If I don't know who the hero is, how can I feel at ease marrying you off to him? Don't you think?"
Audrey thought for a moment, rolled over, and her little naked body crawled on the bed, which made Forsythia's eyes blur. She quickly found a little bathrobe to put on her.
Audrey went to a pile of luggage, rummaged through it, and finally dragged out an airplane model taller than herself. She patted it and said, "The hero is the one who gave me this."
