You call me Otaru
For the first time in a thousand years, I have a name. I remember you. I remember the name you called me, causing the mountain flowers to bloom.
Twilight Chaochao I'm staying by your side, but do you regard me as Otaru or as the owner of this skin?
I dreamed about the bottle, but it was an entity formed by your missing her.
But I just hope you can look me in the face and call me Otaru
Because I walked with you through those passing years
The years of youth have long been immersed in lovesickness, and suddenly open up
PS: Fake·Ziying
Basically I can't finish it before the 25th... Friends who like it may have to wait, I haven't touched the computer recently.