A childhood friend who loved it but couldnt be obedient and wasnt tied came to see me on a guerrilla rainstorm day ... A little sad pure etch story. - I am boldly approaching if my childhood friend who moves far away will be the last! - but…. - I feel forgiving my body because of loneliness even though I do not want it to my classmates at the transfer destination ... The two who are tied up over many obstacles are disturbed by the etch that warms the body wet with guerrilla rainstorm