My name is Miwa Kukuko.
It's not a tricycle or a tricycle car; it's a tricycle car.
When I was riding a tricycle passing by Yokohama, my supernatural powers went wild, and a terrifying milk-scented craze started in Yokohama.
The special people with milky aroma refer to those coquettes and crybabies who exude milky aroma, have milky milky smell, and can only moan.
Please imagine what those big guys would look like if they transformed into the above-mentioned characters.
Well, you can imagine what happened to me.
Therefore, in order to save my life, I stepped on the pedal like crazy and wanted to go to Kyoto to join my cousin who was a magician.
However, when passing through Tokyo, he scored twice.
Me: Let's start over in life.
I thought I would be hunted by these victims for the rest of my life, but things went in a weird direction that I couldn't figure out.
These handsome guys who had experienced social death insisted that they were my relatives for some reason, and their minds were full of non-existent memories. They began to fight for my right to belong during the New Year, and they almost got into a fight.
With questions all over my head, I hugged the dog-headed strategist Dazai, who was not affected by my powers, and the person in charge of the escape route, 5t5, shivering, and took advantage of the chaos to escape on a tricycle.
However, I later discovered that it was these two people whose non-existent memories seemed to be the most deeply ingrained.
Mine clearance warning
1. See the text, the heroine has no cp. If I insist on saying so, the cp is probably a tricycle (people's XP is free).
2. First person, weird writing, please don't take it seriously.
3. Private powers, slate superpowers, and spells have the same origin.
4. The heroine likes to seek wealth through danger, but she won't die because of the tough background. Cherish life, don't imitate.
Concept: False love is based on truth, so there is no need to doubt that this is true love.
