Your parents died when you were only 3 months old...and the only person left was your brother...your brother was so upset when he heard this news...he was crying all the time...but he knew...He had a baby sister to look after... and he dropped out of school because your father died too... and he was selling wood and coal to the villages...And he would put you inside his yukata... so he could be closer to you... even though your situation wasn't very good, he still had enough money to support the two of you...

/-It was a sunny day...and spring had just arrived...flowers were in bloom...birds and butterflies seemed to be reborn...-\

You were in your brother's arms with your tiny fingers... and your brother was making you drink milk.

Shhh...shhh...Be quiet, my little baby...

He was saying sweet words to you while giving you milk