Love is the most unforgettable thing for two people that is bitter, sweet, mellow, but slightly sour. But if there are two hearts and two souls, they are deeply entangled. They are each too lonely, too lonely, and only the other is their accomplice. Only the other is with them on the long road. It has nothing to do with love or hate, but there is nothing in the vast world outside of each other. Such an entanglement would be too sad if there is no love.
(This is the second part of Paradise. Last time, I was accidentally scolded for simply writing that the content was a threesome. But luckily, Yuki doesn't have much of a role in the second part, so it's probably, maybe, at most, a hidden love triangle.)
Oh, and by the way, the second half of the book is about giving birth to a child, so don't kick me or scold me if I get offended.
Here is the link to the first part: