the day is windy, making the air flow, the forest was quiet, with only the sound of the birds chirping

the tokito twins, yuichiro and muichiro are walking in the forest on their way back to their home, carrying wood on their shoulders

Yuichiro: if only father wasn’t stupid and tried getting medicine, he still would’ve been alive.

yuichiro said in a cold voice, muichiro looked at his twin with a sad expression, he was always like that, although it was only because he’s still coping with the death of their parents