Non-narcissistic heroine...
The prophetic poem points to the bloody sunset
Uncontrollable murderous intent and chaotic memories. Are the flaming red eyes closely connected to your future?
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"Think about your hopes, your emotions, what you like, what you want to pursue.
Where to travel, what kind of people to meet, what kind of experiences to get..."
——This is the story of a bored little girl wandering in the hunter world. Struggle? Have no choice? Pain? It seems like none of it, maybe a little bit... Maybe I just like it.
The lovely Hisoka-sama×0×～～
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Xi Zhi, I am Fan Shuangyan, the young man who wrote a long review for your article Riding a Fish before. I changed my name... Well, scratching my face, I wonder if you still remember me. That's it. I saw that your book Riding a Fish is about to be published. I want to ask when will you write a new novel?
Damn it, what's happening? . .