I feel something is wrong with me .
I don't know why I always went to the same park . It must have become , my habit .
The moment , I saw myself in the mirror , I saw , a man with dead eyes , no expression , it as if he cannot feel anything .
People were talking about him ,
" Aren't you a famous , Machio - san ? Famous Author of " My Waiting Girl " , right ?
But noone is asking about me .
How I am feeling ?
I am just tried of life .
I just really want to die
But before ... Just want to tell her that ...
It was the same day , same route , I used the most, the park near rain station .
I was sitting on the bench , and thinking of her .
" My Waiting Girl " .
.....
" Toki Go-to "