My home is in the suburbs of Tokyo. It's a bit far away, but the environment is very good, and the neighbors are very friendly. The traffic is a bit inconvenient, but in a place like this, it's good to have a bus to take it. But the strange thing is that after I entered middle school, the bus became something wrong?
Weird bones? Something like mud wearing a mask? Someone dressed weirdly?
The one in front, you borrowed my book and didn't return it?
Hey, can you take me to the biggest library?
Need my help?
Will a sword as high as an eighteen-story building fall from the sky?
Purpose: Cherish every day of life