That midsummer. Who lost whom?
If you lose it, you can never get it back.
Only dark blue remains.
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Pit. Big hole. Updates are not guaranteed. The number of words per chapter is not necessarily high.
I just want to find a place to put the words. By the way, let's see if it's necessary to continue writing this beginning.
Any corrections or suggestions are welcome. Negative scores are also welcome. As long as you are happy.
Thank you.