"Looking and looking for friends~"
"Find a good friend~"
"Salute and shake hands~"
"You are my good friend~"
She walked in the deep alley, humming a very gentle tune
Her smile was unrestrained, perhaps because she was planning to find something to occupy her time during the long years.
"You poor little lost guy, why don't you come with me~"
She stretched out her hand as if waiting for something
A rose for a devil.
You call her, or she wakes you...
Intent: Despair and hope coexist