"By the way, my name is Celestina. You haven't even mentioned it yet, and you might have forgotten it," he said.
I looked at him. He was smiling at me. His smile is strange.
I also smiled widely and laughed too.
Wow. Why am I laughing? I don't laugh. I'm going crazy.
"By the way, what was the man in black saying yesterday?" I saw him stop what he was doing.
"There is nothing because they want me to be unhappy and they will do everything to carry out the five-hundred-year sentence on me," he said.
I looked at him. I can see his avoidance as if he doesn't want my question.
"It's your hand" I snapped.
"Ah, here," raising his right hand, "didn't I already tell you that," he said.
I nodded.
"What is their punishment for you? Is it that they imprison you?" I asked again.
He looked up.
"It's not just that." He answered.
"Huh? Is there anything else?" I exclaimed.
"You want to know what?"
"Yes"
