Before dawn, Fukuzawa Yukichi nailed Mori Ogai to the wall with all his strength. Blood gushed out from his chest, and a line of blood fell along the silver blade.
"Ogai Mori, you have no heart."
You can't. Anyone can misunderstand me, but you can't.
Before the vitality was exhausted, the pair of scattered wine-red eyes distorted with endless resentment.
So after being reborn, Mr. Mori decided to lose everything he had gained.
Be
Intention: Cherish the present