I went home with a broken heart and made a wish under the peach tree. If I said I like you, would you be able to stay with me forever?
Unexpectedly, the peach tree turned into a demon because of this. The handsome young man circled me and said he liked the way I smiled.
A woman who falls in love with a demon, a peach demon who falls in love with a human being. They met, fell in love, separated, and never separated.
In that life, the peach trees bloomed and never withered.
The peach blossoms shine brightly.
(Short story, completed)_(:з∠)_
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