Marvel: Trading From the Ninja World

Ask for leave on the last day of this month, weak sheep, and you should be able to fully recover tomorrow.

This disease is too bad, and I don't have any desires now. Although writing a book to earn money to support my family is just needed, I still don't want to move.

The sequelae are probably no sense of taste or smell. I ordered a piece of Hell Ramen, but the taste was very bland, and I couldn’t smell cat feces. Fortunately, I found a drama and watched it, and the little brother can still use it.

Let's write well next year...