C650 I Can't Get It and I've Lost It

"Got it? Did you get it? You got it...!"

They enjoy the stars together under the moon and the moon. They are like falling asleep.

A'Han!

You are too pitiful.

So pitiful that I can't help but give up all hatred, principles, being with you, hugging you and warming you.

But, you can't!

For your mother, you are still like this, stabbing yourself three times