Everything is blowing in the wind.

Never mind.

Let's bring it to a close.

It was expected that there were still a few million words, but after thinking about it, I forgot it.

I am a man, not a god.

He who wants to eat the fireworks of the world.

Bow......

That's the end of the book.

Although there is a plot in the back.

But I really don't want to write about it.

I don't want to touch it either.

More than 400,000 words.

Not much, either.

Not very little.

Able to write more than 200 sheets.

Or in the case that almost the courier fee has not been earned.

I feel like I'm having a hard time holding on.

I can't hold on.

There was no hope.

……

……

Hehe, hehe.

~%?…; # *’☆&℃$︿★?

Let's go......

Disperse y'all, too.

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