🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

Somewhere on the border of consciousness, Sun decides never to shorten the name of the person he's talking to in the same way again, and starts to puff on his cigarette:
- I understand. You know, so much crap is happening lately, it's like we might all have to move somewhere. But I've realized for myself that I won't have a peaceful life anywhere, it seems to be my fate. So, as long as I can still get up from the ground, I should do it, if only out of stubbornness. I'm probably just a fool. Even though Higa said I shouldn't call myself that, but I'll allow it. I wonder if my grandfather made mistakes in his time? - He inhales and exhales the smoke, then smiles. - I remembered a funny thing. When we sat here last time, I didn't even recognize her; I rarely saw her, and not like that. I even thought, what is this cutie whispering to you, probably inviting you somewhere.