This will be a very simple story.
Maybe this is a simple story born of disappointment.
Everything starts with a treat.
A boy who was extremely greedy in her eyes would smile all over the sky from time to time and lock her in.
So, let's not separate, okay? Why should she be sad about something other than meat skewers?
Actually. I'm not a glutton. He rested his chin on his hand.
It's just more cost-effective to hire someone.
(Author's confession: = =~Look, what a shameless Nanzhu I created...)