[I haven't actually decided what exactly this story is about yet. The main text is in third person, from the heroine's point of view]
Blurb:
Hello, my name is Hanyu Luna. My grandfather owns a pawnshop called the Wish House. The shop's rule is that you can trade a story for a wish.
It sounds utterly unbelievable.
So, when I was little, I always thought it was just a fairy tale.
Until...
A silver-haired man wearing an eye patch traded a bittersweet little story about "three years as classmates, ten years of remembrance" for the wish to bring his best friend back to life.
A red-haired man who loved curry traded a little redemption story about "me, full of warmth, and him, full of darkness" for the wish to help his best friend step into the light.
A blond, dark-skinned man traded a little undercover story about "I'm a spy within a spy within a spy" for the wish to help his best friend escape the organization safe and sound.
A group of tennis-playing guys in ochre tracksuits traded an inspiring little story about "a godlike captain leading his team to dominate the nation" for the wish to free their best friend from illness.
And so on!
Why are all of you best friends!
Then a girl with cherry-pink braids walked in together with a boy whose mouth was wrapped in bandages.
"Hello, we'd like to pawn a story."
"A story about killing demons."
Theme: Always striving to improve
