Gardenia Brocade Book

Ancient fairy tales of sadomasochism + master-disciple taboo + rebirth and redemption + double madness The day you died in my arms, the sky was red. I pulled out your sword, slaughtered three hundred and seventeen people, and exchanged my life for yours. You were reborn and you forgot about me. You just sit under the plum tree every year and wait for someone - you don't know who you are waiting for, but you will recognize me when I come. Master, you owe me a word. "Have you ever regretted it?" "No, I think liking him is the best salvation." "What if the price is that you will never recover?" "I do, I love him, and I just hope that he will be safe and happy." A figure in the corner looked increasingly lonely, with an elusive expression under the mask, and turned to leave... I've been waiting for seventeen years, and you finally turned around.