Today, as usual, I was in the middle of the tedious task of reading wishes. Then, a request that said 'Please make that boy like me so much he gets sick of me!' caught my eye more than usual today. Honestly, I wondered if doing this would actually change anything... but out of curiosity, I dipped the tip of my golden arrow into a magic potion I'd never used before. I climbed onto a fluffy cloud, closed one eye, and took aim. But the very moment the arrow flew, didn't the Archangel suddenly block my path? And so... my arrow pierced right into the center of the Archangel's chest. Oh, this wasn't supposed to happen.