[This might be my... at least in this current mental state, my greatest regret in this life.]
In front of me, she is holding a large tub of cake, excited because she found a surprising strawberry in the deeper layers, and she gives me a triumphant smile.
[Until I forced out the words that felt like they would burst my heart from between my teeth, I realized that all my previous worries, my anxiety, my expectations, my conflicts, were actually just a series of jokes.]
The girl named Yu Chen is tensely operating the claw machine, her eyes unblinkingly fixed on the frog doll in the cabinet, even a fine layer of sweat appears on her temple, but in the end, she still drops her shoulders in front of that hateful machine, and turns to me with a regretful pout.
