Entering the palace, he and she depended on each other. However, the sea of hatred is difficult to cross, and those who swim are exhausted. A person who has lost his head will lose all his thoughts to ashes. This life has been like this. Looking back, there is only that bleak figure, still watching the late autumn sunset sinking at the end of the sky...
A companion chapter or a spin-off to "Vanilla Boy"?
I don't know either, but in order to prevent it from becoming a big pit for thousands of years, I wrote a short story to make up for it!
Conception: