Three years later, Japanese National Police Agency.

The police department, which is always bustling with civil servants, welcomed a group of special guests today.

The leader was a middle-aged man with blond hair wearing a light grey suit, looking very elegant.

Following him half a step behind were two young people, a man and a woman. The man wore a knitted cap, had long black hair and green eyes, and had a cold and aloof look. The woman who was walking with him was not as cold and aloof as the people around him, but she also had a serious look on her face. Her red high heels stepped on the ground of the police station, and the rapid clacking sound brought a sense of urgency.

The group of people entered the police station and did not go anywhere else. Instead, they went directly to the fifth floor under the guidance of a special person.

Therefore, walking among a group of police officers, this group of people inevitably attracted the attention of all the people who had something to do or not.

This also included Jinpei Matsuda, who had nothing to do today so he came out to drink coffee.

Jinpei Matsuda had no impression of these guys, probably they were strangers, but he was somewhat concerned about the floor they went to - if he remembered correctly, Hagiwara who appeared here in the morning also went to this floor.

He took a sip of coffee and nudged his colleagues who were watching from the sidelines with his elbow.

"Hey, what are those guys doing here?"

"This..." The guy he poked really knew. He scratched his head, remembering the gossip he had just heard, "It is said that this guy was invited by the public security department..."

The man looked around and saw that no one was paying attention to him, so he lowered his voice and said, "It is said that it is the FBI in the United States."

This made Matsuda Jinpei frown.

After all, the relationship between the Japanese police and the FBI is actually very delicate.

Although both sides claim to be "partners of justice," justice also has national boundaries.

The only case that could allow the Japanese public security and the FBI to collaborate is a transnational case.

But if there is such a thing, the public is an exception. As a person within the system, Matsuda feels that he should be able to hear some news.

But no.

Just like these three FBI agents suddenly appeared in the police station, the related major cases also suddenly came to light with the appearance of these three people.

Jinpei Matsuda threw the empty disposable paper cup into the trash can and touched his chin.

——He didn't know what happened to the others, but he happened to have a childhood friend who worked in the Public Security Bureau. He also happened to know that the other party was very likely involved in a transnational criminal organization's pursuit. In addition, the increasingly elusive Hagi family sneaked up to the fifth floor this morning... With this series of events, Matsuda Jinpei had some inferences in his mind.

He thought about it for a moment, and the two brothers hooked their arms around the neck of the guy who had just provided some gossip.

"Come on, tell me everything else."

- Hey, Matsuda, don't talk like a threatening street thug!

But despite this, he still trusted this legendary Curly-haired ace of the explosion disposal department.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then sneaked up on the other person.

"It is said, I mean it is said, that this action may be related to that organization."

Matsuda Jinpei raised his eyebrows: "Which one is that?"

youth:……

He looked at Ace Curly with great sorrow and cried out.

"That's the one," he whispered. "It's the criminal group that calls itself the cleaner of the underworld, not only robbing the gangsters among the gangsters, but also interfering in the political field."

Normally, these things are not something a small policeman should know, but to be able to work in the police headquarters, one must have both professional ability and parental ability, and this person is obviously the latter, so he knows a lot of inside information.

Looking at the puzzled expression of Ace Curly, he gritted his teeth and hesitated for a while before deciding to reveal a little more.

"That's the legendary organization that uses the name of a wine as its code name."

——What a coincidence, this is the organization that Hagi’s family is in charge of!

Jinpei Matsuda felt a dent in his heart as he looked at his colleague who had sly eyes (not really) and was gossiping, and decided to squeeze every last drop of information out of this guy.

Just as Matsuda was asking questions downstairs, Kenji Hagihara, who was sorting out documents a few floors away, sneezed.

The serious-looking public security policeman rubbed his nose and muttered silently, "Who is thinking about him?"...Haha, just kidding.

There were footsteps outside the door.

Kenji Hagiwara raised his head, and when he looked up, he happened to meet the black-haired young man who came in from the door.

Shuichi Akai.

——These are the names of the participants learned from the FBI.

However, in the ears of those in the know, this person has another code name - Lei Yi.

Member of the organization, Johnny's direct subordinate, Rye Whisky.

Perhaps his gaze was too conspicuous, and the black-haired young man with a knitted hat also looked back at him, with a hint of surprise in his calm green eyes.

When they walked up to him, Hagiwara Kenji stood up.

The young man, who had been polished by time and the world into a reserved and radiant man, stretched out his hand and looked straight at the other person.

"Long time no see, Mr. Star."

——As for Kenji Hagiwara, the two had a wonderful relationship.

Akai Shuichi quickly suppressed his surprise and reached out to shake the other person's hand.

"Indeed, Editor Hagiwara," he paused and added, "--I think it should be Editor Hagiwara?"

Let’s not talk about the undercurrents among the subordinates.

With the arrival of the FBI team, the meeting officially began.

As mentioned earlier, Japanese public security generally does not cooperate with the FBI, but that is only under normal circumstances.

However, when the target is a large multinational organization, and both parties have different levels of intelligence and relevant personnel act as bridges, opportunities for cooperation emerge.

"But I'm still very confused." Before the talks began, when both sides were at least superficially communicating happily to cultivate a cooperative relationship, FBI's James asked in confusion, "Why would the Japanese public security agree to cooperate with the FBI?"

"Indeed, this is a question that puzzles you. The role played by the public security officers undercover in the organization played a vital role in the successful launch of this cooperation." The man in a high position said, his eyes fell on Hagiwara Kenji, "Are you right, Officer Hagiwara?"

Hagiwara Kenji was silent for a moment and replied yes.

"Yes." He said, his face was firm, but there was a hint of sadness in his eyes, "It was all Senior's idea... Senior S's idea."

…

…

Tsunayoshi Sawada lay on the bed like a sculpture.

When someone came in, he raised his eyelids, and only when he saw the person clearly did he look away with relief.

"It's you, Bourbon." He lowered his eyes and smoothed his clothes.

I bought the coat last year, and when I wore it this year, I felt it was subtly heavier and bigger.

Tsunayoshi Sawada's appearance and age will not change in this world, but this does not mean that his size and condition will not change.

If you can't, then you will be a perpetual motion worker.

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought with a subtle mood.

He came to his senses and saw Bourbon standing beside him and waved.

"What brings you here, Bourbon?" he asked.

Bourbon bowed his head.

"Yes, I am here to report on the mission," he said.

So Sawada Tsunayoshi said "Oh", grabbed the hot cocoa on the table, curled up in his seat, and looked at the other person with his eyes wide open.

"Okay, you can talk now."

——It looks subtle and makes people feel that he is very well-behaved.

But Bourbon would not be fooled by such appearances. No one knew better than him the true face of this seemingly well-behaved man in front of him - he was the head of the organization, the man who led the organization to expand step by step to its current size.

Before he became the leader of the organization and the members of the organization still used code names to call him, the man's name was "Johnny Winga".

When he became the leader and used drastic means to eliminate the remnants of Rum, his once powerful competitor, and exterminated Scotland, an undercover agent planted in the organization by the Public Security Bureau, he became a symbol of the organization, and even the name of the organization changed unconsciously.

——"That gentleman", or, "Godfather".

Bourbon, or rather, Furutani Rei, reported the situation seriously while thinking about the order issued by the Public Security Bureau.

That was a beheading plan with the person in front of them as the target. It was said that the senior S in the organization who had not shown up or been found so far took the lead in this plan. When he was assigned by Johnny to the United States to conduct business, all the intelligence in Japan was passed on by that senior, allowing the public security to uncover many black deals of the organization and other related underworld forces. He could be said to be one of the most successful undercover operations done by the public security in recent years.

It was precisely because of the other party's intelligence that the organization's development in Japan was barely curbed. I don't know if it was because the business was not progressing smoothly that the organization was able to proceed smoothly in the business of black-eating-black.

Perhaps for the same reason, the pharmaceutical company under the organization has also developed by leaps and bounds in recent years. The research and development team headed by code member Shirley began to abandon the original goal and tackled medical projects that make money quickly and are currently urgently needed by mankind. In just three years, it has successfully transformed and established a firm foothold. Shirley, whose real name is "Miyano Shiho", has even been interviewed as a "genius girl" who received special treatment from the pharmaceutical company. The cold and talented cute sister once won the love of the Yun brothers and sisters.

——It’s outrageous.

Bourbon was not in the country when these things happened.

As Johnny's direct subordinate, he was sent to the United States as the person in charge of the organization's "business" in the United States after Johnny took office.

Although he protested when the decision was first made, after all, there was an American named Lai there. In the end, Johnny easily blocked his opinion by saying "go to the United States or go to Antarctica to drill for oil".

Until now.

He returned home exhausted, and after reporting his achievements in the United States, he still did not get recognition from his boss - the other party lowered his eyes and looked very absent-minded.

Yes, these things have been reported in paper reports, so there is no need to repeat them.

Fūya Rei thought about this and moved closer to the other party.

Unlike the mixed smell of gunpowder and cigarettes that always surrounds Gin, the smell around the boss is always very un-Mafia.

To be honest, it has a more refreshing taste, with a warm scent and a hint of orange, and sometimes it makes you hallucinate an innocent high school boy.

——But if you really regard him as one of the innocent and ignorant little lambs in high school, then you will really suffer.

When in the United States, Rei Furuya also came into contact with many Mafia that had dealings with Italy, and only then did he realize the importance of the name Decimo in the eyes of these guys.

If a normal member of the organization is excited about his bright future, he would be excited about it, but not Rei Furutani.

In addition to his identity as a member of the organization, Bourbon, he also has another identity - an undercover agent of the Japanese Public Security Bureau.

Looking at his boss who had his eyes downcast and looked mysterious, Furutani Rei's Adam's apple rolled.

Although he didn't know what his boss's plan was for transferring him back, he had to show his loyalty in order to consolidate his boss's trust in him in addition to performance.

So he also lowered his eyes, and under the other person's inquiring gaze, he knelt on one knee beside the other person.

"And," he said, "I'm really glad to be with you again."

Bourbon raised his eyes and looked at his boss with burning gaze until the other party hesitantly handed him his left hand. Then he took it happily and bent down to kiss the godfather's thumb.

"I'm always at your service, Boss."

——he said softly.

…

After seeing Bourbon off, Sawada Tsunayoshi felt mixed emotions.

The text message three years ago made him panic. In order to protect his younger generations, Tsunayoshi Sawada hurriedly arranged for one of them to fake his death and sent the other directly to the United States. Only after he had completely taken over the power of the organization and thoroughly investigated the invisible hand within the organization did he dare to release Bourbon.

He just didn't know what the other party had experienced in the free and open America. He was a little surprised that he was so close to her right from the start.

But it’s not that I can’t understand what the younger generation is thinking.

After all, if he were in the same position, he would probably make the same decision.

But none of this really matters.

Sawada Tsunayoshi lowered his head, opened the drawer, and took out the petrified pacifier.

This thing has been with him for three years.

During this period, Tsunayoshi Sawada almost never forgot to give the pacifier some flame nourishment every day. Although it is still an ordinary pacifier now, Tsunayoshi Sawada firmly believes that one day a miracle flower will bloom in the cracks of the stone.

He was still curled up in the seat, looking at the pacifier tenderly, and wisps of flames emanated from his fingertips and wrapped around the petrified pacifier.

Suddenly, his eyebrows twitched, and he felt a response for the first time in three years.

A faint, tiny response expressing joy and affection, like a newborn fawn gently nudging him with its horns. ! !

Tsunayoshi Sawada resisted the urge to stand up and continued to control the output of the flame, carefully feeling the response from the nipple.

"Hurry up," he couldn't help but whisper, "Hurry up... otherwise..."

The unfinished words were left unsaid.

Sawada Tsunayoshi stood up and pressed a photo frame at hand, and the corresponding mural opened to the sides, revealing the stone slab inside.

He placed the pacifier into the highest depression in the stone slab and looked at it tenderly for a while before closing it.

Three years later, he finally learned the nature of the pacifier - coincidentally, it belonged to "Oosora".

Miss Ozora Arya of Rainbow Children had passed away several years ago.

Tsunayoshi Sawada also attended her funeral and brought a bouquet of red roses for the heroic woman in addition to the standard white lilies.

If this pacifier does not belong to Miss Arya, then it can only belong to the current Rainbow Child, Ozora - that is, Arya's daughter, the child named Uni.

Tsunayoshi Sawada only had a distant acquaintance with the little princess of Girionero. Later, when he heard that Girionero and Bai Lan's Jeso family had merged to form Millufiore, he was worried about the princess's safety.

[“This is not something you should worry about, Tsuna.”] At that time, his tutor said.

Although the other party seemed no different from usual, thanks to years of tacit understanding, Sawada Tsunayoshi was able to keenly sense the other party's low mood.

【“Are you angry?”】he asked hesitantly.

Reborn rarely refuted.

The world's number one killer clicked his black hat, and the green pet chameleon Len turned into his favorite gun in his hand. Reborn's expression became unclear in this posture.

【“Hmm.”】He said, 【“There is something to be said...so I’m going to check it out.”】

Reborn raised his eyes. Sawada Tsunayoshi could swear that he hadn't seen such an expression on the other person in many years. He immediately put back the words of persuasion he had prepared.

[“We will not let anyone who dares to harm our Rainbow Children, the Ozora family, off.”]

Finally, Reborn said this.

The next day, his fierce tutor left.

——never came back.

To this day, Tsunayoshi Sawada still feels a little regretful when he thinks of the parting that day. If he had gone with Reborn to check on Uni's condition at that time, would there have been a different result? If he had been with Reborn, would he have been able to protect his tutor at the cost of his life?

When he looked at Bai Lan with resignation during the meeting, the other party seemed to see through his thoughts and answered the question with a smile.

[“No, it won’t change.”] The other party answered first, as if he had heard him ask that question before, [“Even if Tsunayoshi-kun is with Haru’s Arcobaleno, the ending of his death will not change.”]

[“Because even you, Tsunayoshi-kun, can’t block a ray that is not seven cubed.”] The fox-like white-haired young man squeezed the marshmallow and crooked his eyes. When he smiled, there was no smile in his eyes. [“If you want to regret or blame, blame this world.”]

[“It’s all the world’s fault~.”]

Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes tightly, pulling himself out of these memories.

He used flames to seal a circle around the frame, which would disappear naturally when the time came.

After doing this, his face turned much paler.

He checked all the things he should bring, but before leaving, he felt that something was still missing. So seeing that there was enough time, he lay down on the desk and wrote something.

As soon as the white woolen gloves were put on, they changed into a fighting posture. The Godfather, who just looked like a flower wilted by the sun, straightened his back and entered into fighting mode.

"Let's go," he said softly to his subordinates standing outside the door, "Let's go see that gentleman."

…

While sitting in the stretched Bentley, Tsunayoshi Sawada couldn't help coughing.

Under the worried gaze of Vodka, who was driving in the front seat, he waved his hand and pretended nothing had happened.

But in fact, the fishy and sweet taste at the bottom of the throat is almost uncontrollable.

Sawada Tsunayoshi endured it silently, comforting himself that he would be able to completely relax in a short while.

As if the hint was really useful, when he arrived at the destination, his face actually became much rosier.

Vodka, who was captured by him to be his driver, couldn't help but look at him twice more. Even Bermode smiled and said that Boss's complexion looked much better.

Sawada Tsunayoshi just smiled, thinking that it was a good thing that Gin and Novak were sent to the other side of the earth by him, so they wouldn't be able to see his current appearance for a while.

Tsunayoshi Sawada looked up at the place chosen by "that gentleman" whom he was about to meet.

Compared to the high-rise building near the Yamazui Group when they were on a mission many years ago, the other party chose an Izakaya that they had never heard of. It is said to have a history of 200 years and has inherited the most authentic flavor and elegance from a hundred years ago.

This is probably the difference between mafia and politicians, Tsunayoshi Sawada thought boredly when he entered the izakaya and saw girls kneeling on both sides in flashy kimonos.

When he came in, the girls bowed respectfully, with their white necks fixed in the most graceful arc, to welcome the most distinguished guest of the night.

The elegant sound of the shamisen came in sporadically from behind the curtain. It was a piece of music that Tsunayoshi Sawada had never heard of, but it was very nice to listen to, and it was even more melodious against the quaint interior of the store.

Led by a woman as beautiful as an oiran, they walked through a winding corridor, passed by the dry landscape that was placed inside the store, and opened a white shoji door amid the sound of bamboo joints hitting the water.

"You look very unwell."

The man sitting in the middle bent down to pour tea for each other. When he sat back in his seat, he casually picked up a bamboo fan to cover his eyes and looked up at him. "Please sit down, Decimo."

This is a face that often appears on TV screens.

In addition to the television screen, he also appears in the political and economic sections of newspapers, reporting on disaster relief or large-scale events. He was once called the man closest to the Prime Minister and one of the best candidates for the next Prime Minister.

But he showed up at a meeting with the head of a large transnational criminal organization.

Furutani Reiichi, who followed Sawada Tsunayoshi into this room but was left outside the room, glanced at this face and couldn't help feeling shocked and angry.

Even when he was led into the waiting room, his heart was still in turmoil. When he raised his head...

But Sawada Tsunayoshi was not surprised by this.

Although it was difficult, after putting all my heart and soul into Japan, I was able to find clues about the person behind the scenes.

Born into a chaebol family and entered politics, although his family seems to be unknown, he has some connections with the previous cabinet members and the current Prime Minister.

In addition, his close cooperation with the zaibatsu allowed him to inherit the resources of his ancestors and become the eyes behind Karasuma Renya, watching the organization, or rather the elixir developed by the organization.

Of course, he is just a representative, one ten-millionth of the interest group he belongs to.

Sawada Tsunayoshi closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry to have embarrassed you." He said, sitting in front of the other person with ease. After pretending to admire the patterns, he looked up at the other person, "The tea is very good, but your method seems a little familiar... Have we met once many years ago?"

The other party didn't expect him to say that. After a moment of silence, he laughed.

"So that's how it is. You figured it out." He clapped his hands and said happily, "Master, please come in."

Sawada Tsunayoshi thought to himself that it was as expected.

The person who walked out from behind the door was none other than Master Tongshan - this was also the reason why Furukaya Rei was surprised when he was waiting in the hall.

Three years ago, Tsunayoshi Sawada was already wondering because the timing of Karasuma Renya's death and the text message were too much of a coincidence.

If Gin wanted Karasuma Renya to die on the spot, Karasuma Renya would have been shot in the heart by Beretta at the time of the explosion, but he didn't, and he even survived until long after.

During this time he passed out, but according to Vodka, Gin was always by his side.

In other words, the only person around Karasuma Renya during this period was Master Tsuyoshi who was captured at that time.

The same goes for the text message. The timing was too fast and the timing was too coincidental. Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't think of any other possibility except that the person who leaked the information or even sent the message was among them.

Therefore, he had already locked onto Tongshan.

It was only later, as the huge entity behind Karasuma Renya began to show its true colors, that Sawada Tsunayoshi was able to further understand the relationship between them.

The brown-haired young man had a calm expression, and his lack of surprise pleased the superior, who clapped his hands and laughed.

Both parties came to discuss "business". Sawada Tsunayoshi was very familiar with this matter. Even if the official opposite him was good at Tai Chi, he was always smiling and talking, and subtly guided the situation in the direction he wanted.

At the same time, live videos of the two people's dialogue suddenly appeared on the screens of major shopping malls and road corners in the streets of Japan, centered on Tokyo.

Although it is not known whether this is another round of political hype, the man has already spoken before people can react.

Unlike the public's impression of him as a gentle and loyal national spokesperson, although he still appeared on the screen with a kind face, he talked about heinous crimes such as embezzling stolen money, engaging in underground transactions and human trafficking.

The scrolling bullet points below the video also considerately introduced the man's identity and the fact that the person sitting opposite the man and talking was the head of a certain criminal organization. Within just a few minutes, it had caused a sensation throughout Japan.

Outside the pub, the chief commander of the operation sitting in the armored vehicle gave the order as he watched the report appear on the news for the first time.

"Action!"

Suddenly, the plainclothes police and police who had been waiting for a long time appeared near the izakaya like bamboo shoots after a spring rain. Facing the blocking crowd, they took out their police credentials and walked straight to the end with the instantly approved arrest warrant in their hands.

There were hurried footsteps outside the door.

A man wearing sunglasses opened the door in a panic and shouted "Sir".

"Sir! The police are here!" He looked at the man in panic.

The man frowned unhappily.

"Police? Which police?" he said. "If I am of the right rank..."

The other party interrupted him rudely.

"No, not one person!" he cried. "It's a group! They're here to arrest you!"

"Nonsense!" After I refuted the other party unconsciously, the man suddenly reacted and looked at Sawada Tsunayoshi with his eyes widened in horror.

The Godfather smiled gently.

"Maybe it's not nonsense." He said softly, "Sir, you know what? I'm going to die soon."

Ever since he used fire three years ago, he could no longer control the fire in his body, and his life energy was leaking out every day.

Over time, your health will deteriorate.

This was a very abnormal thing. After all, Sawada Tsunayoshi was born with a genius for controlling and using fire. Later, he was trained by a tutor and should have mastered the skill of using fire.

But even so, he couldn't control the loss of flames.

Sawada Tsunayoshi subconsciously felt that this was a world of difference.

In his world, the use of fire was strange and unique, but it was approved and allowed by the laws of the world. But in this world - obviously, he seemed to have done something that was not so allowed.

What I want to say is that it started from the first large-scale use of fire. Although he had used fire secretly before, he was always cautious. It was not until the wildfire incident that he achieved the ground zero breakthrough for the first large-scale use of death energy in this world.

Then he fell into a state of constant fever.

After finally getting better, he went to deal with the old crow, which made matters worse and caused him to lose more life energy. He was like a small balloon with a hole in it, leaking life energy all the time.

So Sawada Tsunayoshi sped up the process, sent Scotland and Bourbon outside, and even threw Lei away with an excuse. The energy that was usually lost was used to nourish the pacifier and slate of Oosora, who belonged to the Rainbow Children. He calculated the time to invite the guy behind the scenes and reveal the other party's face to the public.

He is already very tired, thought Sawada Tsunayoshi.

Once these things are taken care of, there is nothing left to do.

The "gentleman" who fled in a hurry was stopped outside the door, so Sawada Tsunayoshi lay beside him, still dazed.

Now, Novan and Gin are probably harvesting the subordinates and properties belonging to this "Mr.", and by the time they come back, everything will be gone.

Compared to Japan, Novak is more suitable for Italy, that is, if he needs help here, the child will stay by his side from a thousand miles away. As for Gin... He tried to make Gin an assistant to the public security three years ago - although the assistant himself did not know, at least he could leave Japan.

If Gin likes, he can choose anywhere else in Japan. This guy has a lot of bad things on his hands, but what can Sawada Tsunayoshi do? This is his accomplice, so he can only hold his ears and ask this guy to do more good things, trying to use his own achievements to offend the other party.

…

In fact, he had been trying hard to hold on for a long time. If he hadn't been thinking about catching the person behind the scenes, he might have given up his life long ago.

Anyway, it doesn't matter, but in order to protect important friends, it's not a bad idea to make a little effort.

And now he has finished his efforts.

It feels like it's time to take a short break.

Tsunayoshi Sawada staggered to the corner and sat down. His body was alternating between hot and cold, making him feel very uncomfortable.

The young man's handsome brows were tightly wrinkled, as if something was deeply engraved there and could never be resolved.

He leaned against the wall and heard the sound of footsteps and the noise of the crowd, but he no longer had the strength to open his eyes.

Someone squatted beside him and whispered something, but he only heard the word "outline".

【“A-Tsuna.”】

——It was as if someone was calling him that.

Tsunayoshi Sawada felt completely exhausted and muttered, "I'll sleep for five more minutes, Reborn."

Five minutes, another five minutes.

When Hagiwara Kenji heard his senior's words, his tense nerves suddenly relaxed a lot.

He signaled to his colleagues around him that everything was fine, and he used his stopwatch to wait for the clock to tick by. Five minutes after five minutes passed, and finally when everyone was leaving, he reached out and shook his senior's shoulder.

He actually had something to tell his senior... Because their contact had become one-way again in the past three years, he didn't know whether the other party knew about it.

But it is still necessary to say it, right? It should be necessary, right?

Kenji Hagiwara thought that once the other party woke up, he would know that the book "I worked diligently to support the family alone, but there were still undercover agents, parallel imports, four, five, and six around me, and I was also very frustrated" that he vowed to make him famous had already been scheduled for publication, and the book would use the greatest publicity efforts to push his dear predecessor to become the strongest newcomer.

But he shook his senior but got no response.

After shaking again, the other party fell down along the corner of the wall.

Senior...?

As he watched the other person fall, Hagiwara Kenji felt as if time had been stretched out.

His pupils constricted as he tried hard to catch the brown-haired young man. He seemed to shout something, but he did not hear his own voice. When he came to his senses, something flowed down his eye sockets and dripped onto the pale face of the young man who was not like an ordinary person.

【To my dear friend】

【When you see this letter, I may have died. 】

【Please don't be sad, and don't cry. 】

[I look forward to death. This is exactly what I want. I just regret that I once hoped that you and I could stand together under the cherry blossom trees in the summer and watch the fireworks.]

[The summer wind is gentle, the fireworks are brilliant, and I love meeting you*. ]

【Hope you are well. 】

——Sawada Tsunayoshi.