This is a…
The (not) story of the friendship between a platinum girl and her cold and beautiful little sister.
May we all find the person who is willing to dispel the dark night for you.
The two girls submerged side by side into the sea of white flowers and walked into the depths of time.
"I'm a poet.
I come from far away.
I put my guitar on my back.
I go around collecting stars.
I'm going to fill a big bottle.
I need a hundred stars.
I already have ninety-nine percent light.
I still lack you a human ideal. "
The cold and domineering first sister × thinks she is very neurotic
The literary name was chosen blindly, please refer to the actual object (named Waste Stone Hammer)
Intention: Don't let go if you can hold it tightly