The god gives the breeze to the clear moon, and gives the flowers to the spring. The wish I made with all my heart and soul, and the amulet I got, is the red thread that I am destined to never break free from. When the spring comes, let me be a little braver, handing over the tempting to the blush, and not failing to live up to this piece of spring light. Bezlya Nymphaea, Bionic 2.2 Ultra Series 153cm