Hello everyone, I am Li Moumou. The flower grower is eighteen years old. His real name cannot be revealed.
A shy and patriotic girl, a rational anime lover, and her favorite paper husband is Fumino Saru's Dazai Osamu.
That night, I came home from get out of class as usual, and I met a cosplayer named Dazai who looked very realistic and asked me for directions.
Strange things happened frequently after that.
First, all the novels, comics, entries, and topics about Fumino were cleared overnight, and then the whole world inexplicably became able to communicate in Japanese without any barriers...
I looked at the Dazai cosplayer I met by chance for the nth time, my face went numb, and I joked: "You can't really be Dazai Osamu, right?"
Dazai held his face and his eyes flashed, "Yes, yes, how did you know, Miss Muzi."
My pupils were shaking, watching him hesitate to speak, and hesitate to speak.
Finally, facing Dazai? The second dimension into the third dimension? Zhi, I remained silent, waved my hand and kicked a six.
#First Person Ling Shui Account
#ooc
Purpose: You better be real