My breeder is a holy father, a good man in the standard sense.
Even if I was deceived by a merchant into buying fake peony seeds, I could continue to water me every day without changing my face or heart.
He always talks about everything being animistic, but I look around at the miserable dead neighbors...
Sometimes I also think,
Maybe it's not because of how good the ground is that I can become a sperm.
The amount of water poured is high-quality,
It's just the desire for survival in my body.
CB direction
Mission: Never give up in the face of difficulties
