Smile of Mouth. Combined wave.

Smile and cry! Understand the atmosphere, I never stop smiling. That was the first impression of the wave. I wanted to embrace the gentle and serious wave whenever it shed tears in Iramachi. But I wanted to be more abusive than that, no, I might have thought. A woman with a natural heart of sadness. It is an impression of the wave flow that we now feel, and as a result, the wave flow was able to turn into a true “smiling mouthpiece.” This is a very private iramachian work that forces you to withstand smiles no matter how the purple wave flow is drilled into your throat. It is a record of all that continued to praise the meatballs with a desperate smile while being tortured in the throat. In the face of a wave of tears, seeking to respond to men’s orders. You will probably fall in love...