C197 Purpose

When he looked at Honzyou Yosuke again, the current him no longer had the air of youth and sunshine that he had earlier in the day. He was no longer a baseball player, but instead looked like an old shaman. He had a mischievous smile on his face, a wine cup in one hand and a young girl in the other.

Honzyou Yosuke raised his cup and poured all the remaining wine into his mouth