I am not quite a fairy. I don't know anything about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, or tea. I am proficient in climbing trees, hunting birds, and fishing in rivers. My only hobbies that can be called a lady are reading drawing books and needlework. I think it is more suitable to be a second-generation ancestor who lives a happy life. However, I, the second-generation ancestor, lost his mother early and was forced to pretend to be serious and be some kind of Beizawa goddess. Okay, let's take it for granted, but unexpectedly, the subordinates are causing trouble again, the emperor is jealous, and there is a great god who wants to destroy the heaven and the earth. What a shame. But fortunately, I met a good man. He looks serious like me, but he is actually not serious. But he is not like an embroidered pillow like me. At least he is solid. Well, even though he didn't seem like a person worth trusting for life in my previous stories, but fortunately it was all a misunderstanding, and it was finally resolved. Alas, but fortunately at the end of the story, I really became a god who can take on the responsibilities of one party. Fortunately, we have been together for a lifetime. I am so lucky, just like the acacia in the mountains, seas and clouds, which always blooms so beautifully.
Purpose: I don't want to write a story where the characters are so perfect from the beginning. They are all learning to take on a world and learn to love.