“In the world, there is such a relationship even without money or power, they keep loyalty and love each other and respect each other, that relationship. The one that loves more is the weak one, but the world where the strong one is the one that loves more exists somewhere for sure. […] I wish there would be more strong ones in the world. A world where more people who are loved would win. I wish that world would come soon.”
I do not know what will happen now. Will we forget each other, or will we live unable to forget, forever in agony? If I have a final wish, it is to remember you. In a life without aims, to not even have those memories would be hell. And you, as for you. Even if you should happen to read this letter someday far in the future, I pray that you will not be able to realize whom it is for.
“You’ll see how people and the world keep stabbing you in the back. So how will you live? There’s two paths you can take. First, just keep trusting everyone, despite that. And make people repay the trust you gave them. Or secondly, be the one who stabs them in the back first. Figure out their weaknesses.”