Not think in reality, I do not think, do not think. He repeated as he made preparations, I stylize the rose and placed it in his new vase, clear and clean water that had taken bath. At least that was ready for use.
"You fucker, what do you think you are doing!?" Okuyasu screamed, finally realizing what just happened. The change was just too fast, too abrupt for him to comprehend and do anything before it was too late.
