nōkō na sūputhick soup

nyānyā iu nekoa mewing cat

Hito wa isa kokoro mo shirazu furusato wa hana zo mukashi no ka ni nioikeruIs that so? I do not know people's heart―yet in my old place the flowers are fragrant as in the past.

Sore wa karareru ga, korosareru koto wa nai. Sono uchi ni himeru maryoku ga, hoka no monotachi o hikiyoseru no de aru.It is hunted, but not for the kill. The magic within draws others to its presence.