When I was young, my mother left home with another man. My father cried every night, which made me very sad. A few years later, my father remarried, I had a new family, a gentle and kind mother, a little sister who loved the game a bit. I really feel extremely happy.

A few years later, I left my hometown and went to a university in Tokyo. Because I was the first time I had to live alone, my father was very worried, but he was very proud of me. My mother is the same, that's what makes me feel happiest. But just a few years later, my father died. Today is my father's birthday, so I returned to my homeland