Although I've always wished to be reborn as panties, I've noticed a recurring pattern on the insides of women's underwear in daily life. Whether it's the shop clerk I just encountered or the other women I passed by today, their panties' inner linings almost invariably follow the same design. Amidst this realization, I find myself strangely moved by the words left behind by a voyeur: "I wish to be reborn as a road," yet I continue to hold tightly to my own secret desire.