You see, there are so many people in this world.
They were laughing and joking, as bright as light.
Me too.
But my heart is like a black hole filled with hatred, without a trace of light.
I struggle to live and walk in this world like a normal person.
I only pour out my heart to the sky when I can't bear it anymore.
I know I'm not alone.
They are all the same as me.
Our silent cry.
But, can anyone hear it?
This is a story that takes place in the world of the Net King. There is no tennis, but there are criminal investigators and a group of criminal psychopaths.
The author, this bastard, has a pretty good character and a pretty good trap, so don't be careless about jumping into the pit. I will catch you gorgeously at the bottom of the pit~ Come on~
The new article needs to be taken care of, and I need to be taken care of when I'm messing around~
New pit! Poke it straight to the oooh! Beat →SKIPKill it! Photon cannon! Group fight