Bicycle Ride

When he saw Ayla standing with remorse, he immediately adopted a normal way.

"Let's go now?" Grasis said softly and stepped towards the door. She also shook her head towards the entrance of the room. Now she was unjustifiably fixing her shirt over and over again. They had just arrived in the lounge when Grasis stopped knocking. The eyes were on the wooden floor with a black round handle reflected from under the soil.

"Wait a minute"

Grasis gestured with his hand and knelt down and sat on the ground and wiped the dirt with his hands on the wooden floor on the ground. When he held the handle up and pulled it out, a throne-like door opened with a strange squeaking sound. The door was now open and stood on one side upstairs and the stairs leading down were visible. It was probably like a store.

"It's a store."

Grasis turned his head and told Ayla who was standing in amazement that she was standing straight. As the doors opened, a large net covered the path. Grasis removed the net with his