Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

Chromosome abnormality. Mutation. If this world is built with some sort of magical material. With such thoughts in mind, I could use a water cannon in the car and resent the young children who play.

When I realized it, the apple was gone. Things are neglected and disappear. They do not give people time to observe or respite themselves. I don't know how much it is, but I want to explore what I can write at the center of things and move forward towards clearance. However, this is not the case when you are shaking on a cooled bus and playing with Don Braco. I want to take a strong step, taking pity on the creepy feeling of being bound by a day and being bothered by things.