"Fuck me, looking for death!" A grumpy male voice resounded through half the neighborhood, "Crossing the street without looking at the road and still looking at the sky think you're a sad idol drama heroine? What's the point of pretending to look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle?"

Mina vaguely felt that this person might be scolding her. She followed the sound and saw a middle-aged man riding a small sheep, staring at her with an expression that wanted to eat her.

Mina quickly ...