Where will the wind from Rikkai Dai blow?
This is the line Qili wrote in her diary,
to remember the boy standing proudly on the court, racket in hand:
Yukimura Seiichi.
He was delicate and beautiful,
yet his soul was impossibly strong.
Blue cornflowers look good on you.
Thank you for giving me my first fluttering heart and hope for the future.
Being healed by you is my happiness.
A confession doesn't matter.
My feelings don't matter.
Living well matters most.
There isn't much of a story, and Yukimura doesn't appear very often.
It may end at any time, and updates will be sporadic.
Don't be surprised if it goes on hiatus. I have no backlog.
Theme: Live well.
Big, I like it very much, come on