p: All the days that fly away. Regrets remains on the blood shed land.

J: For years I didnt understand. Why is the long knife colored in red?

p: Pain rests in my heart. Telling me to kill the enemies.

J: But how? My right arm was already gone. I need two hands to unleash deadly cut trigger.

p: Use your leg to kick, I guess. There has to be a way. There has to be a way.

J: Ok, this is a hotel. 

p: Not very good but all the essential furnitures are available. Or else, we can sleep on the floor. The floor seems neaty.

J: Why is the mapper getting more and more lazy these days?

p: Grow old. Then die!

J: Fuck you!

See you.