True or False

No harem, no virgin, no brains, no invincibility, single heroine (or no heroine) The day after her confession was rejected, she blushed and said she liked me. My mother's cooking was salty, and the next day it wasn't salty again. Everyone becomes perfect—good-natured, sensible, and never makes a mistake. But I saw that they were covered in a layer of black mucus. There is an old world in my memory. Dirty, chaotic, full of deceit - but everyone is alive. The world is fine now. Good as a dream. And I was the only one still awake.