The fireworks flashed and dimmed in my eyes, dimmed and flashed again, just like this life. I thought I saw light, but soon it would darken, and the sound of explosions rang in my ears, leaving me nowhere to stand in this darkness... As soon as my palms warmed, you comforted me, it will be over soon.
Alias|How to Survive as an Intelligence Agent|
I'm a very poor writer, and I don't know how to summarize. If you don't like it, then...
I'm really, really, really, really sorry.
If you can read happily, hey hey hey, your happiness is my motivation
Intention: Respect for the profession.