Admit that I wasted a semester. Learning is also cultivation, and articles are also interpersonal and interpersonal. Here, apologies.

Apologies to the readers who have had expectations for me—no, Oriental Yoningdo.

Apologize to Youning.

I apologize to the key, who has always trusted me more than myself, and finally disappointed.

But.

I, not a minute or a second, have not forgotten Youningtang.

- Ahh

I didn't write this book because of the East. It's just because Youning happened to be in Gensokyo, that's all.

When I first started writing, I didn't even know who Orange was.

Almost, this will be an original.

However, I suddenly ran into the East.

How do you describe that feeling......

- Love at first sight. It doesn't get any more apt.

At that time, I cried.

Sleepless looking at the character design.,Reimu.,Purple.,Yuyuko.,Sakiya's.,Marisa's.,Sister Red.,Suddenly.,Cry.。

And then I said, Gensokyo.

That's you.

Gensokyo Gensokyo.

However, it wasn't until I forgot about Gensokyo that I wrote my own. I won't say much about the stumbling fumbling before that.

I often think that constructing a complex puzzle, depriving the protagonists of their happiness, and then setting up difficulties and obstacles on their way forward, so that there is a moving ending - such a story is wonderful, but is it really meaningful?

Because of this, I don't dare to scribble a word randomly.

This chapter of the foggy and rainy forest is actually full of pain and confusion.

That's right.

I was the one who squandered my life in a straight line and didn't know where I had gone in the past.

I am the one who has made everyday life a wasted cycle because I have never tried to change it.

I felt that time was destined to pass and I was the one who sold it cheaply and got nothing in the end.

It is I who has never been lost and has been numb.

But.

But ah.

I've never forgotten Youningtang.

Every event that caught my attention was savored. Every time I feel touched in my heart, I think about how Yu-Ning will go and what will happen to Gensokyo. Then, write it down in a sentence or two.

I always say to everyone that I have an outline, I have an outline...... Actually, my outline is like a broken and messy dream. I don't know how many there are. I don't know if I can write all the things that I can't bear to write.

Ah, all of a sudden, my head feels empty. There's so much more to say. So, that's it.

Whatever it takes, I'll write it down.

I can't make a promise, I don't even dare to ask you to believe it.

I just hope that whoever can appreciate something from my words will be enough.

- You say. Why am I writing this nonsense?

Frankly, it's ...... [scared].

[I'm scared. 】

[Really, I'm so scared. 】

- Maybe one day, I'll read the words of a long, long time ago again and cry bitterly.

In that case, it probably hurts, right?

But ah, that's what I've been looking for.