I was bound to a self-rescue system for passers-by, and my mission was to serve as a backdrop for various high-risk film sets.
The system said: Lower your head, shrink your shoulders, breathe lightly, and act like a qualified cabbage.
I believed this and at the scene of the Yokohama bombing, I concentrated on saving my melting crepe.
It wasn't until Nakahara Chuuya made a dirty turn to block the falling boulder for me that a trace of pity flashed in his scarlet eyes that I didn't notice myself.
Gojo Satoru straightened my face, his eyes blazing: "You are so 'empty', like a black hole that can swallow everything."
I silently handed over a box of raw Yatsuhashi: "Master, I don't understand, but do you want some gag snacks?"
Later, the audience at the House of Death Theater voted for the heroine, and I was elected by a split vote.
Fei Jia gently put the costume on me: "Look, even fate favors your 'ordinary'."
I looked at the palm of my hand - the top-secret Port Mafia file that I accidentally tore open when breaking the crepe was still stained with cream.
Alas, it's hard to be a passerby, especially when all you pick up are main line items.
Intention: Study hard and learn from you every day