The goddess walked into the wishing pool, ignoring her soaked cloak, and gently untied her clothes with her jade fingers, and went deeper, "Finally found it!" She walked out of the pool to the gap between the sky and the earth, picked a peach blossom, a platycodon flower, a sycamore flower, and threw two spiritual balls into the world, "Ah, it's snowing..."
In the mortal world, a 17-year-old girl entered the lost past on the day she entered adulthood, and her life of sadomasochism began. The flower shop is closed, but will the flowers still bloom?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
