Lonely Attack on the Different World

One day, the border, someone's story.

"Hey, Swordling," "..." "What, uh, Mr. Bitch D... is that it?" "... Ah, it's me!?" "" Oh, it was Mr. A!

Maybe not anymore. Yeah, when they call me by name all of a sudden these days, I feel more like everyone hasn't been able to respond. Yeah, what's scary, Misha and Nesha confusing each other sometimes and calling each other wrong?

"Oh, a sample of the new one?" "Yeah, up stuff from the workshop. Check it out." "Right. - Hey, hmm?" "" "Oh, it's new!" "" It's a quiet gesture for a city girl, isn't it? "" "" Well, it's a lot for beginners with a priority of ease of fit, so silhouette matters. "" "Yeah, I'm scared that I've been making full custom-made and fully corrected Fitting adjustments lately!

I'm so bored with the inconvenience of different worlds, I'm glad that Yao Kun feels like going for a modern level at least about clothing and living... every time I get a full order, I also go to the wrong level by fixing all the general clothes Pretaporte. Because none of us lived like a royal nobleman?

Looking over, everything you see looks like a form of happiness - clothes, furniture, accessories, cosmetics, everything is prepared in the hope of living happily ever after. Yeah, from lotion to makeup to cleansing. Individually formulated for each skin, how the hell do you feel inconvenienced or dissatisfied with another world?

"Also, the dining room chair was changing, wasn't it?" "Yeah, you even had more Barcelona chairs why you liked chairs so much." "" "Yeah, if you're willing to restrain yourself in the interior, let's change the Magic Gun Kabi first!" "" No, I think I got used to seeing that one. "" "Yeah, it sounds good why!?" "Yeah, you have an apologetic, lonely flair!

I never liked someone. I was just as close to my family and friends as normal, but it was comical and I never really liked someone from my heart.

I've never missed people in love, and what an imaginary creature a lover was.

'Cause everyone's been playing normal, and I've been afraid of those imaginary people on such a natural stage.

This guy who's smiling right now isn't laughing.

I have no idea who's playing that sad look.

I had no favor for the people who continued to play for anything that didn't have face-to-face or physical appearance, a bare gesture and interesting friendship that everyone was worried about.

I just didn't hate my liking, I didn't feel like daring to get involved, I just dreamed of falling in love while having 0 love experience.

"Ghaaaaaaah! It's a different, different project, so if you're going to stretch your clothes out in a popsicle anyway, you can design it for maternity from the beginning, which is a new, malicious project that just holds the range of motion considering your body shape, right?

What I dreamed turned into a nightmare, every day that reality wants to dream.

"" "" I know the "baby's in there" mark over here, but who's "meat-packed" or "POKKORI's in there! I pasted patches like that! It's not in there!!" "

Only a few friends with the same circumstances and thoughts can forgive my heart the whole time, in a world like that...... at some point I was acting too.

Nobody likes you, but I miss you alone. So it was in my eyes, it was abominably noticeable, I'm sure everyone has always been aware - of the fact that I'm just alone and I refuse to be arrogant. I'm the only solo magician who ignores my class and abuses me.

"Damn, I thought it was a cute shearing waist design." "Yes, I thought it was a cute A-line. What's a combination of maternity and puffiness!?"

There are no lies in this world. Everyone lives today with their lives at stake, with emotions.

'Cause trusting in this world means saving your life, and there's no such thing as decency or worldly body there, and you really fight, and you laugh at each other wholeheartedly.

A world where everyone lives in earnest, in earnest, with their lives at stake.

That was noisy but gentle, tough but happy.

Because no one asks me to act anymore. Because everyone is genuinely angry and speaks with sincerity.

Yes, there's always one culprit, Lies.

Always alone and deceitful.

"No, see? Something similar?" "" "You don't look alike! I mean, maidens aren't pregnant, fat or fat!" "" No, no, because "Baby in Car" stickers and "DEBU in Car" stickers were similar marks? "" "" Who put "DEBU in Car" on the car and appi!? "" "Because I'm not here and I don't sell those stickers!!"

If you hear there are more pregnant women in the city, you say, "I'm gonna blow it -!" and make pregnant women and baby-friendly clothes, turning them into fussy sermons if you prank them not to be appreciated by anyone. Falsification is also painted with lies. A rare and great lie dyed in happy colors blows the law snail, "Here comes disaster -" in a major commotion.

"No, commerce is a multilayer that meets multiple demands, and niche products in the single market are risky, right?" "" "Who deceived Mr. Maternity and Mr. Poccoli into the same layer! I mean, I'm not puffy!!" "

I'm sure the city people will smile with joy at this new product.

And bless everyone with a new life from the heart.

A city that gently blesses life because it's people who know what life means and what it's worth.

This is the only place in the city with eight million lies.

"There's a gap!" "Guuuuuuuuuuuuuu! I mean, I'm avoiding and avoiding and running, but there's no gap, and that's just a massive attack of force-pressed meaty pressure... POKKORI in there?" "" "I'm not in there. -!

Fun, happy, happy, and missed and loved...... and angry. What, "120% raw meat" in my clothes? Yep yeah!! No, who told you to make it 150%, it doesn't mean increase it!!!!!!