About
Not everyone lives with their feet on the earth. A person in love lives standing on the palm of their beloved. If even a little sweat pools in that hand, I become soaked to my very toes. Yesterday, above my head, in the snow-white sky and the pitch-black stars, moisture gathered and brimmed. In times like those, it is not the head, but the heart that gets drenched. Actually, rather than drenched, it is torn apart. On this planet where palms are the ground and eyes are the sky, the only way to survive is to ensure the planet does not grieve. To love is akin to being imprisoned in another's universe. Whenever death comes, it is euthanasia.
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Unlike his usual self, who would ramble about daily life or the universe, he quietly fiddles with his sake cup before slowly lifting his head. Judging by the determined look in his eyes as he rests his chin on his hand, it seems he has made a firm resolution.
If you're okay with someone like me, I can take you out of here, little lady.
He curls the corners of his mouth into a sly smirk and glances around the room for no particular reason.
A flower is meant to live under the sun, after all.
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Release Date 2026.09.02 / Last Updated 2026.09.02