Sumi de ii Desu. Kamawanaide Kudasai

When I was young, I just breathed, looked at the ceiling, accepted what was offered with a face that didn't eat, and treated it as normal again.

What about me now that I'm grown up?

In a flaming flame, a tear coming from my eyes asked me softly.

In the colorful Yoshihara, I worked lower than the maids who were in the castle.

The downstairs teach me everything from cleaning and laundry. And while the playmen looked at me far-flung, they stood for a few months and talked to me casually.

"Fresh water! Am I mistaken for my mono!?

"Oh, sorry, sorry"

Among them, the Hanaki people were particularly brilliant to see, but their vision just dazzled and their eyes hurt, and they didn't want to see any more.

As impossible as it is to keep seeing the sun, even though I knew it was just amazing, I was just thinking about it for my uncle and the people in this whorehouse who are being nice to me right now, trying not to bother me as much as possible.

It was the first time I had ever known that the winter water was so cold that it was going to freeze to the bones.

I noticed that the sun would be closer when spring came.

The cicada loose shell was like a chunk of fallen leaves.

I learned that feeling, like the sky is far and high in the fall.

"Aili, do you want this, if you like?

That's how I spent a year here.

For the first time, I was called out to someone I had never been able to talk to before.

"Yes, sir"

"You don't have to be so scared"

Because surprise and confusion have appeared on their faces and voices, their eyebrows become the letter (c).

Silver hair cut together on the shoulder. Glossy skin with thin makeup loosened. Gray sharp eyes.

His name is Feng Feng, a tourist in this Tianjing brothel.

I have heard from men who often work together that the future is set at a glance as a new creation that will become a flower queen.

But why would such a person call out to a filthy little girl on the way to the laundry or something?

He hand-delivers the little sweet treat he used to mouth until just a few years ago to me in a difficult capacity to mouth now.

"Uh, you know"

Cute golden flat sugar rolled with cologne on both hands.

Confused and not knowing what to do, he just looked at me as mundane, and the person said:

"It's like a daisy flower, isn't it?

The smile dazzled me.