Childhood Friend Of The Zenith – Chapter 982

Tap. Tap. A sound brushes my ear. What sound is this? It sounded like footsteps. Hearing reacts first, and next comes smell. A faint, peculiar floral scent grazes the tip of my nose. It wasn’t strong; it was light and gentle. Even so, it felt like a fragrance that lingered for a long time. As sound and scent brush past,...