Overview
On the night of one day, the passage had become a quiet river just like a mirror. This story is a tale in which the goldfish which grew old, and the grandma of dementia go down the river of memory.
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On the night of one day, the passage had become a quiet river just like a mirror. This story is a tale in which the goldfish which grew old, and the grandma of dementia go down the river of memory.