This story is very, very long, because he is very cruel, but I cannot say that it is cruel. It is mainly a bit sadistic, but I cannot say sadistic. The main reason is that they don't know how to like each other, and it seems that it cannot be said that, because they don't seem to know whether they like each other at all. At most, they are entangled. Huh, maybe it's not even entanglement. It's just wishful thinking, but it's not even wishful thinking. Why? Because the young master... Is wrong, because the one who is entangled doesn't seem to have found the right person, and it doesn't seem right to say this. The one who is being entangled... Can't tell.
Anyway, I can't see clearly... I'm just a housekeeper, which sounds like a housekeeper, but to be honest, I'm just a decent little guy. I don't like writing stories that much. I'm a little literate, but I don't know what I can do and want to record their stories.
Concept: No matter how good the filter is, it cannot compare with time. Time will beautify the memory and make people so blind that they cannot recognize the reality.