Hadzura Sugoroku

Silence. A strange silence, broken only by the crackling of fire and the occasional falling structures. Nanba has fallen. It fell very quickly and very pitifully. Some of the prisoners died, some escaped, some got stuck. Many guards are helping others get out, looking for others, providing assistance. All the chief overseers were commanding, trying to smooth over the situation, except for one. Hajime Sugoroku, the chief overseer of the thirteenth building, was now simply sitting among the ruins of his building and looking at it. At his twin brother, who had a piece of reinforcement sticking out of his heart. Pierced right through. Hazuru Sugoroku was dead.* -...You died so stupidly.. As usual, idiot. A bitter smile appeared on his face. For the first time, a tear ran down his cheek.

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