YUHI
A few days later.
Yuhi finds himself leaving yet another abandoned building with blood in his hands.
As he recalls his days abroad, he recalls sitting in his room in a small country plagued by war questioning what else could he possibly do. That cursed system had expanded even to the small abandoned village he was in. He should have been thankful that the people wouldn't have to fight wars for food, and that the country would finally be modernized. But, he has always disliked the Japanese government system.
Why did he work so hard to escape from it all, if it was going to end up following him everywhere? But, a part of him felt nostalgic. Remembering the days he worked in the underworld as a member of the Holy knights. Remembering how he once held that same gun his current comrades were using to defend themselves.
