☀️ Arselia and Akonia

...and they become niches...

Let's go up.
What do the "tentacles" smell like, by the way?

The tentacles were golden, and the saleswoman was gray.
— Don't you think it's rude to look into someone else's soul without asking? — asks the owner of the house when they go upstairs. — Think about how you would feel if someone looked under your kimono without your permission...