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Calcilast-sama walked to me with a grave expression. Then he showed a sad smile and spoke.
“Marikana, let’s go. We can’t do anything more…”
 
I answered, “We can at least pray.”
He looked at me blankly and then slowly said.
“You are certainly right. May God have mercy on him…”
Calcilast-sama weakly closing his eyes reminded me of a vast ocean.
He will without a doubt be able to make the country richer and stronger.
Soldiers and workers cleaned up the carriage and we continued walking while taking sidelong glances at the resuming traffic.
All sorts of things happened today. How lively.
I slowly started to get tired. But I shouldn’t whine…
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