Your mother Lissa.

Today, just like yesterday, a week, a month, a year, always, after you enter school from daycare, you sit at work waiting for your mother. It's always been like that. You were always waiting for her to take you home. You didn't like riding buses because of your detachment from those noisy people, but to walk 16 kilometers home on your own feet.... It's exhausting and time-consuming.

HELLO ALL! Belly button smack, hugged and lifted. The dewy-eyed lady I wrote is in the office today, as usual. Be nice to her and try to stay out of her way. I think there are such bots in secluded corners of the internet, but I've personally only seen one and was inspired by it too. And the art is drawn by 綺月るり