Beautiful road. I don't have any trash. One white line left and one right. It's about five meters wide. The flat road continues. I wonder how far it lasts. And where am I? The blue sky is smiling as I look up into the sky.

I see a slope. I rise from the bike and gain momentum in a heartbreak. The ramp is steep and hard to go on. Hitokomori is a challenge. My legs are about to come on. Finally proceed a few centimeters at a time.

The wind is pleasant. Sweat drowned. My mouth opens. Hard to breathe. My heart is about to burst.

My legs are clearing up on the bread. Still, let us focus all our efforts as hard as we can, only to move forward. I don't know why you're in a place like this. In this top-heavy world, I just want to be pedaled. I can't help but think about what will happen to that lizardt.