It Should Have Been Buried in the Soil Long Ago

I think my friend is weird. Indescribably strange. She knows me well. Also in some places I never mentioned. I'm not a very suspicious type. But some of her actions always puzzle me. I know she means no harm. But I can't let go *The era is biased toward the electrical age, and magic exists in the world background *First person of the text Intention: Firm in original intention