The cherry blossoms are blooming in full bloom, clustered on the branches, the pink color is as beautiful as the rouge of geishas, and it looks like it has been washed in the water, and there is no sense of gaudy beauty at all - it is a good time to enjoy cherry blossoms.
A hundred years ago, we made an agreement.
A hundred years later, I am still waiting.
Great... You, too.
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This short story about skeletons is the product of a sudden brainstorm, originating from a dream~
In the lonely dark night, a low sob suddenly came
Beautiful fluorescent blue, fine powder flying in the wind
"Hey, welcome home."
Intention: