Is it true that only love can inspire people to strive for self-improvement?

He is the aloof shadow warrior, the absolutely free shadow lord, the philosopher king who responds to everyone in the world with the same love.

Even if he is extremely mediocre and fails miserably, he can still stand on his rightful place. Shizumi Asama.

The calligrapher is naturally the versatile Arima. He has won the gold medal at the National Calligraphy Conference since elementary school. At this time, his calligraphy is much more beautiful than the works of some calligraphy masters.

The four girls gathered around Arima.

"!!!"

Are you GAY? Having Yoshihiko Ma is noble? Why can't Futami and them be your protagonists?

Don’t take your life for granted!

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"Mr. Teruya, even without a helmet, safety comes first when carrying people."

But this time, he was like a ghost pressing down on the bed, unable to get away.

Asama's left hand pointed at the center of his eyebrows.

How disgusting!

A burst of wild laughter sounded——

Sorry, Mai Shimajima.

Pochi felt scared.

However, I still want to confess to you that I will no longer believe in love.

"Oh! Xiaoji, have you also learned to tell dirty jokes?"

But this kind of emotion is not pure water - you can drink it even when you don't need it.

Isn't the real top supporting role the protagonist who makes it possible for every loser to transform into a winning team in life?

Possessing them, correcting them, and controlling them is the greatest respect for their strong love!

This is what a love warrior should do!

Don't be like a fool and refuse other people's kindness!

If you don’t intend to take responsibility to the end, why did you flirt with them then? Feed them love potions!?

This unreasonable dream, like the dream just now, is a subconscious reflection of my own anxiety.

At this moment, Pochi no longer has the courage to say goodbye to this world.

Oh, why are you crying?

I thought about what if one day, I would no longer be important to Ah Shui and would be abandoned.

Sorry, Futami Tsukiumi.

One day, it will be impossible for you not to forget me.

After staring at Asama's sleeping face for a long time, Pochi came back to his senses and smiled knowingly,

No matter how venomous his tongue is, he can't cover up Ah Shui's tenderness.

Asama opened her eyes, and Pochi's worried expression came into view.

Pochi couldn't figure out what reason was there for him to treat her so tenderly?

Pochi kissed Asama gently, then his ears, then his nose, and then his lips.

5. Do one thing for others every day without asking for anything in return.

"I'm sorry, Pochi, for making you worry."

If you really love me, please don't love me.

With the light behind her, she looked up at the three unconscious girls, their expressions in the shadows.

How can there be unconditional tenderness in this world?

There should always be some reason for treating yourself gently.

He neither covets his own appearance or body, nor does he regard himself as an object of venting. He seems to be in conflict with her by nature, but he always thinks of her.

2. You gain strength when you serve others rather than dominate them.

"If Mr. Teruya didn't do this, he wouldn't be Mr. Teruya."

The two looked at each other in silence.

4. Never whine or complain.

So, are all real heroes lonely?

Do you think that by directly rejecting them now and killing them all, you can really gain easy freedom?

Stop kidding me!

Do you still have some dignity as a time traveler?

Who the hell got the plug-in and is as rubbish as you?!

Yes,

"Why don't you believe that love can make you better?" X3

Asama's limbs were broken by vines, and his chest was burned through by flames. He lay prone on the ground, and the water with sediment soaked his ears, nose, and mouth.

6. Find an absolute point of support in your life, it can be anything, and you must respect and protect it with all your strength.

Fortunately, I don't have a fever.

From time to time, there was laughter loud enough to disturb the people.

According to common sense, whenever he has this consciousness, he will wake up automatically.

A metallic cross rose from the lake.

Asama finally realized that this was a dream.

The movement around him startled Pochi.

"Still water."

The same panic as the cold eyes like gods I saw that day.

Arima thought about those mafia-style floral shirts, shook his head, and replied,

"If Mr. Teruya doesn't want to wear it, just sell it to get some money to buy some summer clothes for Haruna."

It was already 11:40 when the two of them came out of the police station exhausted and satisfied.

"Why don't you choose me?" X3

"Why, avoid falling in love?" X3

"Why did I reach out my hand when I fell off the cliff and then let it go on a new cliff?" X3

Step by step, the three of them are getting closer and closer to their positions.

".These are all illusions!"

The waxing moon hangs in the sky, and the telephone poles with dim lights recede one by one.

Did Ah Shui have a nightmare?

Pochi, who was sitting on his knees by the sofa, quickly wiped away his tears and reached out his hand to caress Asama's forehead.

"Then Xiaoji, hurry up~"

Don't you know that you are their only life-saving straw now?

The true love you desire should not distort or damage your own heart, nor should it be obtained by destroying your own possibilities in a self-harming manner.

3. Let go of yourself.

Asama could clearly see, like rust, incomplete love lines covering the entire cross.

The space shook again, and the three huge crosses tilted.

When the two took off their shoes and walked into the living room,

Mr. Teruya sadly found that no one greeted him in the house.

"Oh my, I wonder if they are asleep."

The torture instruments of three colors came in an instant, and the pain was amplified to the extreme in an instant.

The tongues of fire scorched him, the floods washed over him, and the thorns entangled him. He wanted to run away, but he couldn't find the star.

Asama already knew the cause of this strange dream - it was Futami Daimyojin's heavy love.

Just like the Salar de Uyuni in Bolivia, the salt lake beneath Asama's feet is like a mirror of the sky, and the light blue of the surrounding fields is still endless.

In fact, there are many kinds of love.
To be continued...