What do you mean, the first person I see will automatically become his relative.
Damn it, don't pry my eyes out, I don't want to look, damn it!
Why do I have to go to work in my original world? Can't I escape this fate even if I come here?
I was threatened when I came here wearing small shoes at work. God, you must be too thin to me.
(First of all, I would like to thank all the readers who have persisted. I can start the official update tomorrow. I am really grateful to all readers, but I am really not good at writing introductions. Maybe I will change them again in the future. This introduction may indeed be a bit sloppy.)
