Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

I heard repeated sneezing from the front seat. I wonder if I am feeling ill. Cold? I react to such trivial things. Yes, this is because we observe with suspicion even deeper, that there is something meaningful about it. Sigh. Because there has been no progress. I lost to the status quo and stretched my spine and took a deep breath. Fresh air fills your lungs. Let's calm down.

Let's say today means something. I can't say this specifically. Because the search for darkness is still ongoing. I feel that I was upset by the shaking of the bus. Keep your back and look up at the void. I can't believe it's so difficult.