Dark system
one by
[Indifferent and black-faced attack x small fresh and weak-tempered feeling]
grow into
[The loyal dog is gentle and attacked by the evil pervert]
story
One [the fugitive who can sing], one [the patrolling governor who abducted the fugitive who can sing], one [who was tortured by the patrolling governor who abducted the fugitive who can sing], one [the hard-working Western kid who was repeatedly harassed by the above men and was shot while lying down]... A story that goes around in circles.
I thought I could easily steal a young man's trip,
But the saying is that the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building,
The spring breeze is just right, the lotuses are just showing, and the flowers are shy.
You stand there with a heroic posture, leaning against the water and on the island,
I look back on the path I took when I came back,
Things have changed and people have changed, and the white clouds and gray dogs are gone.