He was once a collection of countless monsters, a half-demon who was not accepted by humans and pure-blood monsters. He had all kinds of tricks and was good at exploiting the weaknesses of any living object! His name is Naraku - in the name of hell, living on conspiracy, and accompanying himself with loneliness... However, after the reincarnation of fate, what kind of figure caught his eye? Lifting the layers of veils hidden behind the conspiracy, I would like to let you hear my truest inner monologue; even if it can only be a flower that blooms on the banks of the Forgotten River and can never be with the one I love, I hope you can see my most coquettish look when it is in full bloom... (This article by Nevi has an uncertain ending. It is the first time I have posted it, and Ladybug is very nervous...)