From within a single acupuncture point, a trunk stretches out, like a bamboo, in a straight line and at different angles.

One leaf. And one round fruit. It is like a smile, the one we are always looking for.

A smile is what I seek from day to day. Just a straight, pure smile.

I felt as if I would lose such a natural expression as a human being at any moment.

I began to wish for a code, a number to smile at me again.

I can't draw faces in sketches well. But I enjoyed reloading over and over again, hoping to find a smile somewhere in the randomness of this code.

May the world be filled with smiles. That is all I pray for.

Asahamiz