Sawada Iemitsu only wanted his family to live a happy life.
Life full of happiness and peace...
It is not easy.
For that life, he had to lie...
So be it...
A man stood in front of an ordinary house as he leaved quietly at night, his gazes sombre.
For that life, he had to kill...
So be it...
A man drenched in his enemy's blood, stood between mountain of corpse as he saw at a distant place, his gaze full of longing.
For that life, he had to let his own son hate him...
Sigh... so be it...
A man stood, looking at the familiar but un-falimiar back that had turn on him after a session of debate. This man seemed to be older in a matter of minutes as he murmured, "I hope he'll understand someday..."
For them.
Always.