“Bro, you’re getting caught up in appearances...”
“Stop nagging me! Weren’t you the ones who told me to follow my instincts!?”
“But... why do I feel like you’re a little crazy?”
Who am I...
Am I a psychologist? A novelist? A salesperson? A male model? Or... a boss?
No, no, no. I’m none of those. I’m a...
Right. That’s who I am.
When the horror world appeared as a bridge between different worlds,
everyone became a villain who could never reach the other shore.
They could do whatever they had once been afraid to do on the bridge, without a care in the world.
But they forgot what these bridges resembled most.
Ordinary passing [eating melon], this author is too lazy and leaves nothing behind. [Laughing evilly][laughing evilly][laughing evilly]