Novel Summary

At dusk, a woman wearing a mask appeared along with the falling cherry blossoms. “Now, am I beautiful?” This is her usual approach to strike up a conversation. No matter how the other party answered, she would take off the mask, revealing the most hideous face. “Miss Ripples, you are beautiful.” Fujiwara Hoshizora pulled off the mask directly and kissed him. (There are sweets and knives, sweet and cruel, not pretending, some are just trivial daily life)