The God of Wind attended a grand wedding at the seaside.
I met the bride of that year while enjoying the breeze at the beach. I followed her back home in a daze, and fell in love with her wishfully. A one-sided moth flew into the flame, and the human figure disappeared into the sea.
Also known as "Walking to Pick Up a Wife" and "The Origin of Sister Control", it focuses on a story about love at first sight and lasting love over time.
I don't know what language to use to tell the story between them, but I think someone must tell their story.
Intention: You don't have to be anyone's salvation, you are you, that's all.