"Hmm?" Rose turned around, hurriedly approaching Noel since she was curious about what kind of thing her father left behind.
It was actually a wooden box. The exterior was badly damaged due to the weathering, but there was no hole in it, so the contents should be safe.
"What is this box…" Noel muttered while looking at this old box. Rose was 25 years old, and with her living here as long as she could remember, it was clear that this box was older than her age.
In other words, this box was around thirty years old. So, they had to be careful when opening it.
"Let's open it." Noel put the box down, allowing Rose to open it. This was the item that her father left behind for her, so she had all the right to open it.
Rose gently wiped off the soil so that she could grab the lock. It might be due to the passing of time, but when she tried to open the lock, it fell apart.
