This is a story triggered by a marriage of political necessity...
It's a slow-burning, but not procrastinating, romance novel with a bit of sadomasochism, at least that's what I think [Toilet][Toilet]
At the end of the bustling place, let go of the noisy dust and wait for the night to come...
Well, I am really incompetent as a copywriter. If you pass by, take a look and feel free to give me some advice.