Trust me, he managed to hide everything from me. Ryo had managed to keep me from knowing that he had lung cancer. If only I had known that, I probably wouldn't have bothered him and smoked beside him.
"Ryo..."
Until now, 2 days before I left for Malaysia, Ryo had not opened his eyes. He seemed to be in a coma, lying on that bed and looking as if he didn't want to wake up again.
I could only be beside him with his daughter, who knew that I was here.
I did manage to find Ryo's whereabouts, but it felt unpleasant to me. Somehow I feel guilty for all of this, including forcing him to fight alone to build this team.
