Your fanatical interest in games has allowed you to see this red and black game. Good guys turn into bad guys, and bad guys turn into good guys. You like this setting very much.
Especially in this game, you can also open a vest and open a trumpet
You fall in love even more, but you never expected that you would be fed all kinds of tidbits from the moment you entered this game.
You really are not infirm and dying!
You didn't have an affair with your trumpet either!
Why is Gin looking at your trumpet like you're an idiot?
Why does Bourbon have to imagine that your trumpet and your trumpet are love rivals?
And your trumpet is really a normal person, not a madman!
The first chapter is from a second-person perspective, and the following chapters are from a third-person perspective.
Feel free to update.
Intention: Everything is for beauty and love
