In that midsummer,
The subtle fragrance surges.
Domineeringly occupying my nasal cavity and my mind
And the girl's heart that has been hidden for 16 years.
Well, when did I sink to this point?
Maybe, it was the moment when the fragrance of roses surged on that boy's body.
I've been tipsy all summer, and I've been tipsy too.
Ina Ninzu
Since you have the guts to let me remember your name.
Then you must be prepared to bear the consequences.
This is the story of a soft girl from the Ninzu family and the eldest son of the Atobe family.
This is a story about boiling a frog in warm water.
This is a story about a woman attacking a man and being attacked in return.
I am a student party member. There is no guarantee that it will be updated every day.
But I will definitely write it seriously.
CP has been decided. The male protagonist Atobe.
First time writing an article.
There may be shortcomings, but I typed it out word by word.
If it's really not to your taste, someone can just make a request and ask if you can stop smashing bricks~