This is a little thing you don't need to know. On the last day of March, I look into the confusion in your eyes.
The heroine is one level older than Cedric.
It is the product of the author having to cut his own legs after searching for all Cedric's articles. I have never read the original work, and the writing style is typical of a translation. It is my first time writing an article, so I can't grasp the word count and the plot. I mainly just want to make myself happy.
Intention: just to play