"Can you explain to me, as another wanderer, your specific relationship with him?"
Ah Mao lowered his eyes...
If the doctor had never been to Tatasha...
If he hadn't joined the crowd of fools...
If he hadn't hated Niwa for hundreds of years...
If he had not harmed the Five Legends of Thunder and Lightning and brought trouble to the Fengyuan family...
If he could meet someone who was willing to take him out of the haze...
If he could become human...
If he and Manyo could become friends...
If...
"He is my if." Hatao thought for a long time and finally explained to Maplehara Manyo. He picked up the cup of bitter tea and drank it in small sips. "Or you can understand that I am from another world line and have different experiences."
Intention: The killing samurai also has his own style of romance, poems, birds and moon, and the unintentional doll also has its own joys, angers, sorrows and worries.