I am ridiculous as a demon, but people respectfully call me a saint. The legend of affection and loneliness fill my life. Don’t say that I have cruelty towards gentleness and charm. I play the princes for the beauty, and I do all kinds of evil for sentient beings. Mr. said that the most fatal injury is the fragrance of women! Later, I was covered in bruises and found that in fact, masters may not be lonely. The world itself is a kind of loneliness. I have already become a demon in the city. 'The City Becomes a Demon' has fallen into the pear blossoms [Edit]