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"It's a terrible package. This makes me doubt who you are. I'd rather just take the flowers.”

Despite the harsh criticism, Felix released two $100 bills.

"There are too many. If it's a package you don't like, I'll just give it to you."

Isaac did not accept the banknotes he had given. I wouldn't take it. Even so, Felix was just putting it on the counter to make a snap.

"I ordered it. Even if it's terrible, you have to pay for the flowers and the hard work. You think I'm the one who's gonna rip off the bouquet? Besides, I told you it was for practice.”

“…….”

"No matter how much the flowers cost, the rest is a tip, so pay for it on your own."

Felix, who spoke out and murmured bluntly about what he didn't like, turned around with a bouquet in his hand. There was no particular greeting. The door opened with a rattling, rattling bells, and he just walked out. A man named Tony also left the door without saying a word.

Perfect silence, then I found it. Isaac's shoulder, which had been stiffened by tension, was loosened as if it were collapsing. I even wondered if he had a daydream. However, only two $100 bills on the counter showed that what happened now was not a dream.

A man named Felix Felice was like a stone thrown into Isaac's peaceful daily life. It causes water droplets to splash over the calm surface and vibrate the entire surface. It was a very unpleasant shake. If he hadn't seen him again, Isaac would look inward and sweep his feisty cheeks.

The hurry of the card was consistent. However, it was always difficult to follow. If you hold a pen and think hard about it, eventually something happens and you leave it for a while. It used to take a whole day to complete the card because I used it so often. Sometimes I couldn't finish writing in a day. It was difficult to express one's feelings even if he/she struggled so hard.