My Japanese Story Is a Bit Sweet
At dusk, a woman wearing a mask appeared along with the falling cherry blossoms. “Now, am I beautiful?” This is her usual approach to strike up a conversation. No matter how the other party answered, she would take off the mask, revealing the most hideous face. “Miss Ripples, you are beautiful.” Fujiwara Hoshizora pulled off…
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