The breeze passed by, and the black hair flew around. I lowered my head, looked at the human world, and smiled. If you stumble into this mortal world, it will be difficult to escape. It's just that now, let's just let it happen. Who can be pretended to be dead?
I don't change the way you looked when I met you. Is it because I'm used to it or am I obsessed with you? I can't think clearly, so I don't think about it anymore. I fly down towards the world. At that moment, I think, I laughed.