This is a story about dreams and bread. They grasped their dreams after being confused, and all the sweat, laughter, and tears finally turned into a smile on their faces with the last words "Be happy." [Happiness refers to the fantasy that can be realized, and bread refers to reality, that is, the rice bowl. These are personal opinions, please don't mind if you have different opinions]
Please make your decision after reading the first chapter. I am a novice, so please feel free to make a decision [Bow]