Two weeks have passed since I lost contact with Mao when I went to Tokyo to go on to college. In conclusion, I was able to meet Mao safely, lost my smartphone, lost all my previous addresses, and couldn't contact him. I was able to know, and I was able to eliminate the anxiety that had accumulated at once. After all Mao is a god. A tranquilizer for my mind. I gave you a duplicate key, so there's nothing to worry about. Why was I suspicious of such a good girl? Maomo is also working hard in Tokyo, with school during the day and work at night, so I'll go home quietly for work tomorrow. Yes, I should have left honestly. If I did, I wouldn't have had to face such a shock...
