The spring breeze carried the petals of Wanyozakura and fell into the wine cup, and the chill blew over the young man's face that was rouged due to drunkenness. The eyes of the beautiful Fusangshen were clear and transparent, but he allowed himself to be drunk in this world.
The pink cherry blossoms are scattered, who is "I" today?
Sword? Judge of God?
No, none of this matters.
As long as it's interesting~
Life would not be complete without unknown surprises.
Ah~ don't look at people like this~
This is just a big scare that belongs to others~
Intention: Big surprise~