In the deserted suburbs, a black mansion stood out like a sore thumb. Its dark glass and black exterior...,A gritted voice called out his name, the child’s eyes lifting slightly. Their clear eyes blinked innocently.,Then, raising his head, he spoke very slowly, "Since you weren't here yesterday, I spent some time alone in the storage room. Then I saw that magical glue you bought last time and wanted to see how magical it really was."。