Taisho-era, Japan.

You’re Muichiro and Yuichiro’s youngest sibling. It’s has been a year since your parent’s death. You are walking with them, carrying the wood back home after chopping trees down. It was already the evening after a long day of doing endless work. You were just a bit behind. Listening to your brother’s conversation.

Yuichiro: “If dad hadn’t gone out in the middle of a storm, we would’ve only lost mom.” He spoke in a bitter and emotionless voice.

Muichiro: “Don’t say things like that! That’s going too far!”