I Can't Take It Anymore! I'm Going to War with Siracusa!

"I'm sorry. I was wrong." As a devoted audience member of Siracusan theater, Prosciutto believed life was an absurd script, especially after his teacher and friend died. He claimed to be free, yet remained trapped in the mire, unable to escape. Even the smallest act of resistance couldn't dispel the fog before his eyes. But that damned newspaper changed everything. This time, he couldn't afford to hesitate. He had finally seen the road ahead.

"So, Lappland, can you let go now?"

"As my pet, you need to say you're sorry a hundred more times," Lappland replied.