Collapse, surrender to me!

Quiet as the night sky, lovely as the stars.
The girl's sky blue twin ponytails hung behind her head.
The brush in his hand trembled, but he couldn't put it down.
Because her "paint" is gone.
Only by coming into contact with others can you acquire new colors.
The girl thought about it, jumped off the high chair, pushed the door and left the room.
"Is Grayshu going out?" Aponia asked the girl as she walked out.
"That's right, Mother Aponya."
Grace's voice was soft and very well-behaved.
"Well, remember to go early and come back early."
Aponya said with a smile.
For Grayshu, taking on other people's colors represents a desire to understand. This is also the way girls understand the world.
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