In memory of my deceased friend [Little Flower]

I didn't expect misfortune to come so suddenly, and for death, maybe we are not mentally prepared. To put it mildly, it's heart-wrenching.

I don't know who is so ruthless to take your life, and I don't know how vicious people can do it to you.

The moment I heard your screams, I wished I could run faster, faster. Perhaps, then the murderer will be seen, and he will be punished.

Burying you with my own hands is a more difficult thing than I imagined, and how I wish cigarettes would numb me. It's a pity that I can only dig a pit for you, and that is your simple grave.

People often say that dogs are man's best friend, and I've always thought so.

No matter what the situation, you can always wag your tail and blink your big cute eyes to convey the purest kindness. Perhaps, in your eyes, that is the friendliest way to express it.

The thought of never being able to see you alive again makes me feel really uncomfortable.

The snow-white figure with purple hair can only be remembered.

I don't know what the purpose of the successive dog deaths in the village is, and I don't know who did it.

I'm just wondering, can such an ugly person sleep peacefully, and won't he be condemned by his conscience?

How distorted is it to be psychologically distorted to mutilate a living life?

I once watched a movie in which the protagonist's wife gave the protagonist a dog before she died, and the dog was brutally killed. For it, the protagonist destroys an evil force. At the time, I didn't really understand the mood of this protagonist.,Until now.,I have a deep experience.。

Perhaps, no matter what you do, you can't change the fact that you're dead.

Thank you for bringing me those happy times, and thank you for letting me know that my heart is still hot and not yet a numb walking corpse.

May you rest in peace, the meaningful music of "Yong 気の Wing" is given to you, and may you be able to go to the dog's heaven.

I promise you that there will be your story in the next book. I will build you a new world, and there is your paradise.

In memory of a happy puppy who is my friend, his name is Little Flower. (To be continued......)