Five times I returned the marriage certificate from Funina, the water goddess.
I laughed at her divinity, hated her performance, and tore her "hypocritical" tears to pieces.
Until that night, in the corner of the opera house, I saw her with all her aura faded.
The girl huddled in the shadow was holding the fragments of the marriage certificate that I had torn into pieces, crying and muttering to herself:
"What exactly does it take to be sincere?"
At that moment, I realized that all my cold determination had never harmed a god.
But a girl who holds her sincerity in her arms and has been broken by me five times...
Reader comments
The author obviously writes very well. Apart from the fact that Funina is too clever and has too many details, it is obviously very good. Why doesn't anyone read it? [Think]
The author obviously writes very well. Apart from the fact that Funina is too clever and has too many details, it is obviously very good. Why doesn't anyone read it? [Think]
It's okay, quite sweet.