Okita Souji - 141 years of memories.
The end of the Tokugawa period in Japan was an era that I deeply hated.
I was once a pig named Caizang, and now I am a man named Caizang.
Today is May 30th of the year when I was twenty-six years old—the day my master, Souji Okita, passed away.
The gentle smile, happy days, and the eternally despised flowers and blood moon appeared in front of my eyes.
I'm just a pig named Caizang.
Therefore, Souji will never know how much I care about him, how much I like him, and how much I hope to do something for him.
This is my sorrow as a helpless pig.
When I picked the flowers and went to visit the General Secretary's grave, I saw him...
He was so much like him...
Why not catch him and start over the happy life that belongs only to us.