The Actor Into the Body of the Daughter-in-law of Trash
28. The miracle fruit effect
Amira stood in front of an orphanage, "you said if I donated money to an orphanage then my kindness would increase?" Ask Amira in May.
"Yes! Sure did!" Answer May May.
"But can I give the money I get from the casino to the orphanage?" Asked Amira who found it strange that he got the money from gambling and donated it to an orphanage.
How strange!!!
"What harm? My place doesn't take into account how you make money, all that counts is kindness." Answer May May.
"So if I kill someone and take the money and hand it over to the orphanage, it will still count as good?" Ask Amira.
"Killing someone by donating money to an orphanage has a different calculation. The magical country only counts the money you donated to your orphanage and your crime problem, you will bear it in the world, not in my magical land!!" Answer May May.
"Oh," Amira replied lightly, 'Who would want to kill people? Do I want to go to jail?' thought Amira inwardly then the woman immediately entered the orphanage.
He had just arrived in front of the orphanage when he saw the little children were fighting over food, so the woman sighed then turned around to leave the orphanage, he bought some food and toys.
Only after that the woman re-entered the orphanage and distributed it to the children of the orphanage, also donated money to the mother of the orphanage.
"Thank you Brother!!!" The children of the orphanage were so happy, they thanked Amira while waving her hand to Amira who had left the orphanage.
"Well, in my first and second life, it was my first time visiting an orphanage. It's also nice to see those little kids laughing because of us." Amira said as she curled her lips.
"Yes, you better find a safe place because the magical tree fruit is ready to be picked!!" Said Mei Mei who was impatient to see Amira change.
"really?" Amira felt very happy so the woman immediately walked to the bus stop and boarded the bus.
Sitting on the bus, Amira closed her eyes and said, "I'm cool! I'm cool! I'm cool!"
"Welcome back to the magical world!!" Mei Mei immediately greeted Amira when the woman came to her magical land.
"Where's the fruit?" Amira immediately asked with an impatient face to see the magic fruit meant by Mei Mei.
"Take it!" Mei Mei's speech pointed to the purple-colored fruit located on the magic tree.
"Ah, it tastes sweet and filling" said Amira who felt very satisfied.
"Quick wet your body in the river water, so that the effect of the miracle fruit is more visible." Said May May May who was very impatient to see the change Amira.
"Alright," said Amira immediately threw herself into the river and took a comfortable bath.
When she finished, she was surprised to see that all the scars on her body had disappeared like they had on a broomstick, and she even felt that her body was a bit lighter than before.
"Well, it's really magical, if I go back to the real world, will my real body experience the same thing?" Ask Amira in May.
"Sure!" Mei Mei's reply instantly made Amira excited.
The woman came straight out of the magical world and returned to her body sitting in the passenger seat of the bus.
Amira immediately saw her hands and her hands looked thinner than before, and the scars there had disappeared completely.
"Good!!" Amira felt very happy so she pressed the button to get off the bus.
As soon as the bus stopped, Amira stood down as she realized that her pants were becoming increasingly loose and so embarrassing to see by many.
"Ha ha.." People couldn't help but laugh they saw Amira's silliness.
'Shit!!' the woman clumsily held onto her pants that were almost sagging while running quickly to get off the bus.
"Why didn't you tell me something like this was going to happen?" Amira grumbled as soon as she saw the bus had already moved away from her.
How shameful!!!
"I forgot to say it too. Oh yeah, now you're alone because I have to sleep." May Mei leaves Amira.
"Dad!! You weird elf!!!" Amira gritted her teeth looking around her, there was absolutely no clothing store nearby.
