Delicate, yet bewitching in the mire,
Withering in the third month of summer.
Beneath the dripping grass-thatched eaves, who stumbled into the old lantern by the window,
And kindled the hurried reunion?
Lying dormant, swaying with the broken stem,
Longing to embrace, even in death.
The future she saw: was it truly the future?
Or was what she saw not her future at all?
...No. The truth is, she has no future.
Come on ↖(^ω^)↗... It looks good... If, if possible... By the way... Let's change the ending of Madara... Uchiha...
Qingming... Yingcao, you are so humble...
So Dad is going to open the Sharingan. (Suddenly, I had a bold idea. Dad's body is grass (.) Rounding it up, it is about the same as Wood Release. Will that give rise to the Samsara Eye (hey))
Finally waited for the day of update
...? ? ? WTF, WTF, WTF, WTF_(┐ε:)_
The setting of dead fish eyes is a bit cute~
You can tell my resentment just by looking at my name...
Mua~The author is great! Be sure to update and don't give up! I like it very much!
Come on ↖(^ω^)↗... It looks good... If, if possible... By the way... Let's change the ending of Madara... Uchiha...
Qingming... Yingcao, you are so humble...
So Dad is going to open the Sharingan. (Suddenly, I had a bold idea. Dad's body is grass (.) Rounding it up, it is about the same as Wood Release. Will that give rise to the Samsara Eye (hey))
Finally waited for the day of update
...? ? ? WTF, WTF, WTF, WTF_(┐ε:)_
The setting of dead fish eyes is a bit cute~
You can tell my resentment just by looking at my name...
Mua~The author is great! Be sure to update and don't give up! I like it very much!