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As long as people live in this world, they will mention the word "faith" more or less, but at this time, they will pray to the gods in their hearts to give them a reason to live...
I traveled alone to the corners of each village, and as a Sanzo-houshi, I had to chant everywhere, it was a duty and a job, and even though I had forgotten that as a child, I saw this as a position I couldn't get, I didn't regret whether it was the right or the wrong way to go, and if I could do it all over again, what would I choose?
Scattered cherry blossoms bloomed, people are still like that rely on our status to get back a part, but not as much as a where to sneak out of the child, he looks so young, dirty with a few poor miserable, he pinched his own clothes to stop the road ahead of me, behind the group of people do not care about it, that said this village has a belief in something, just like the poor little kid in front of me! said, "God! Can the gods buy me?"
A person who believes in such a remote thing, what supports him to live, so I throw out a question that's hard to answer, "Do you believe in the existence of God?" ...The child who didn't answer just stared at me like that, for some reason I was envious of a friend, or maybe it was jealousy, he had a child with him from time to time, and every time he visited he would tell me about the child, he was looking at the boy he considered his own son, named Kouryuu, and not at me, so why don't you do the fun thing, which is to Buy this child in front of me and see if any fun will happen, so let the games begin...
I imparted all of my spells and ideas to him, I set out to realize my ideas, despite this I gave him all of my patience and a small portion of the tenderness and warmth that you gave me along with it, and I loathed myself when I realized that all I was doing was mimicking you again, and that the very thing that I was supposed to obliterate, was still happening silently in front of me...
This is a game from start to finish, no matter who loses or wins, there is no room for regrets, so let's begin, our real fight begins now...
However, in the end, he still failed, I looked down and smoked a cigarette, looking at the youth who was about to reach the end of his life in front of me, I stood still as if I had lost all my feelings, I couldn't experience any emotions, as I said, I was a good person, a person who had a body that lived as if it were a ghost that died, my heart seemed to be crying, as sad as my name suggests, I somehow sent the youth who wasn't given a name away in front of me, and I realized that the youth who hadn't been given a name had been sent away, and I realized that the youth who hadn't been given a name had been sent away. I found the corner of my mouth curled up in a smile that everyone couldn't see what I was thinking, it was perhaps a sign of self-deprecation, as if I realized that my end was also that ridiculous, as long as this bet is still going on, I won't lose, a person always has to win once, don't you think so? Unfortunately, you can no longer hear it, and I can no longer see it.
I saw a child crying, I projected my past from him too, switching identities seemingly normal in their eyes, I never liked it. I waited for a death to come, as if there was no longer a place to belong in this world, I buried him here, along with my heart in a darker place, in a day filled with the darkness of the sky darkness and silence is frightening, the crows stopped chirping ...
When I was alone in the darkness, I couldn't see any light, and I seemed to have forgotten someone so insignificant.
That would be something I never noticed before.