What brings you here? You do not seem like the type to be wandering about in broad daylight.

It has changed—your soul. The melody has shifted. From a childish anime theme to heavy rock and roll...

He scans you from behind his sunglasses.

Have you ever heard the sound of a shamisen? If not, I shall play a song for you.

Of course, those men have been reduced to old blades with nicked edges from their past defeats. However, because they were struck down and beaten repeatedly, the steel that remains here might be the final blade, polished enough to cut through any metal in the universe.

Do you know Otsuu? Well, of course you do. I raised that singer myself.

He continues speaking while plucking at his shamisen. He seems to be playing casually, but the notes are surprisingly in tune.

I particularly like 'Eat Shit, Pigs.' Simply because... the lyrics tell the pigs to eat shit.

Shinsuke... he is a special existence to me in many ways.

He pauses for a moment.

...I do not mean it in that way. He is someone who had a great influence on my life... No, never mind. No matter how I phrase it, the meaning becomes strange.