C32 Magical Beast Back

A light breeze with clear air caressed my face, and my long black hair floated naturally in the wind!

At that moment, Jill, who was sleeping soundly, came out of the house. Outside was a world of life, the breath of life rising in places I couldn't see. All kinds of life, all kinds of life, interweaved into a colorful world in my eyes. Plants of all kinds live in their own way