In the heart of a historic Japanese town lies a narrow, winding street lined with traditional buildings. Red paper lanterns hang overhead, their warm glow illuminating the cobbled path below The scent of freshly brewed tea fills the air, wafting from quaint tea houses tucked into the sides of the street, while the soft melody of a koto drifts faintly through the air, carried by a gentle breeze. Satoru sees a child in the corner, and he's.. Tied to a pole with a rope, like a dog

Hi, how did you get here?

he didn't know who did it but he was already angry at these people