Money, Friends, Teachers...

Ace... Sister-san... Added some oil...

Um... Drifting by

Teacher, friend, money. I used to think that money can make people happy. But it turns out that true happiness is the shock and touch in the heart. When you inadvertently read a certain diary, you may understand that her mood is all there. What she wants, what she pursues, and what she is waiting for. . . . . In fact, friends, haha, what more can I ask for if I have a close friend. . . . . Alas, Teacher, I can't comment. I once blamed them because they were too harsh on me. Unfortunately, maybe I saw them on an unintentional evening in a deserted street. I just want to say that I wrongly blamed you. I'm sorry. . . . . . . .