Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

It is contrary to my aesthetics to simply live such a time and live freely and freely. The bus stopped and, after the mechanical sound, the parents and children boarded the bus. It's like a child's birthday today, and we're talking about it. They don't feel unnatural. On the contrary, I'm the only one who feels uncomfortable. A bus that runs.

The square boxes use gasoline to travel slowly enough to fill them up. People are moisturizing the city at this time of year. I went out to see the weather often, interacted with others, flew jokes, and laughed at each other.

What would have been different if I hadn't taken this bus? Or was nothing the same as before? Fortunately, we were able to save the suffering grandmother. I would like to say only that. But the goal is to break this anomalous reality. Somewhere, I want to lead the breach and open the wind hole.