In this era filled with time-traveling, heart-torturing, and body-torture HP male and female deity fantasy, this is the mainstream. I became a non-mainstream~
I just want to quietly write my own novels and other people's stories. Find the true feeling calmly.
I just hope that on a cold spring night, I can slowly move you, gently and firmly, but not trying to penetrate you.
In this increasingly noisy and day-to-day world, do we need a simple attitude to gently surround everyone? Do we believe that there is a different voice that is enough to touch our tired heart for too long?
This is a quiet countercurrent of marginal love, hoping that it will eventually slowly enter the sea...