God, God horse? She, the boss of the music club, actually, actually wore it? In this world, she was hurt, hurt by their selfishness. Their cowardly character has caused them... A lot of trouble, right?
I would rather not be a child of a rich family, I can be cowardly, I can escape, I can lie lazily in the sun and watch the beautiful purple tulip blooming strong.
How many hardships are waiting for her at the next fork?
Heartache again and again.
Will she give up?
Stand up again and again, fall down again and again.
She will be tired too,
She will be in pain too,
She will cry too.
Time urges her to become stronger,
occasionally,
It will still show up,
own vulnerability.
Let the original world go with the wind...
Now,
this world,
This is my world!