Looking at the romantic young man in front of me, and looking at the moving hearts around me, I felt very sad for the owners of those hearts.
The young man in front of me is none other than my master. He is so old that his beard is all gray. He insists on transforming into a handsome young man every time he comes down to earth. However, he doesn't know how to behave every time. His shy old face makes those young girls' hearts flutter.