Okomoto Reiyi was in agony.
His heart was troubled, filled with an indescribable sadness.
The King's indifference.
The ridicule and discrimination from newcomers deeply wounded his fragile spirit.
It's often not the last straw that breaks the camel's back.
From the time he was abandoned by the King, his heart had already begun to change. He had thought that a word from the King, or just a word of comfort, could make him let go of all his unhappiness and re-energize him to follow in the King's footsteps.
But the King did not do so.
The King forgot the bond they once shared, forgot their past companionship. Flowers do not remain in bloom for a hundred days; with new loves, the old ones are forgotten. The King's heartlessness deeply pierced his soul.
The first ray of the morning sun slowly rose from the horizon, the sunlight shining on young Oko's face brought a sliver of warmth to his frozen heart.
But this warmth was hardly enough to heat Oko's already cold heart.
