The heroine's first person narrative, if you don't like it x
Main HP, Danganronpa, Sherlock
The heroine is not the Virgin, not Xiaobai, Su's darkness, Su's collapse
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The charming flowers, the pale blade, the dried blood.
The riverside where the fireflies linger, the endless red, the quiet green, and the little golden shadows.
The pleasant smile, the drooping saliva, clicked, breaking the lie.
Wherever the swords point, there is a blank space; where the troops and horses meet, there is no one inhabited.
A dream made of rainbows, the sky will be clear after the rain;
Misty and tender hometown, old friend Huang Heshang.
Little puppet, struggling hard but ignoring the stage behind it;
Those controlling hands, one day, click, will bring the puppet's flowers;
Charming rose, waiting quietly, quietly sprouting buds on your wrist.
Thanks for watching this farce, I'm being polite here.