Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

But walking but walking but I don't see the goal. Everywhere is closed to traffic. Maybe God's harassment. Or is it possible that this is a kind of revelation and implication of something?

A chilly breeze passed. It's a little cold. It's all over the city, but people are getting fewer and fewer. It's not so much a slum. It's the dwelling place for people living in poverty. A begging boy dashed his tea bowl after kneeling. I'll put in some change.

"Thank you. Thank you for your hospitality."