My Japanese Tale is a little sweet
(The new book "My Love Game is to be Full" has been released, and there is no knife in the daily life of Japanese love.)
At dusk, a woman wearing a mask appears along with the falling cherry blossoms.
"Now, am I beautiful?"
This is her usual pick-up routine.
No matter how the other party answered, she would tear off her mask and reveal her most hideous face.
"Miss Rip, you're beautiful."
Fujiwara Starry Sky directly ripped off the mask and kissed it.
(There is sugar and knives, it is also sweet and abusive, there is no pretense, and some are just trivial daily life)