He said, "Sorry? This name doesn't sound good."
"Ai, you have to be happy."
"Sorry, I love you."
"Sorry, I love you."
He said, "Flame."
"Ayan."
"As long as you're here."
"No, don't leave me."
He has no name.
He is a medicine man.
He loved that person deeply.
He suffered all his life.
In the dream, they finally stayed together.
This time, it won't be an empty affair.
The story of a medicine man.
You may not understand it clearly. Because I am a scumbag QAQ...
I should be able to write seven or eight chapters one after another.
Extras or something.
March 22nd.
Also: Please don't complain too harshly, thank you.
Conception: