The snow in Nordics is not heavy and the wind is not strong.
But at extremely low temperatures, even the slightest wind and snow will feel the pain as if it is cut by a knife when blowing on a person's face.
The boy was wearing a little thin dress, his eyes were confused and his face turned a little blue.
He was walking, but—it seemed to be something wrong.
"Well--"
"Ahhh!"
“…ahhhhhhhh!”
He suddenly hugged his head and made an extremely painful sound.
“It’s so cold here…”
“It’s good here…”
"Everyone, where are you?"
"Everyone--"
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom!!!
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Chapter completed!