The Journey of an Ou

"Leaving my hometown, I carry my pack... Often dreaming of my beloved girl... Being far away, my heart is at home...",A dull, alcohol-laced voice crept from the doorway: "Slacking off again Don't you want your pay",The tall man, known as Izenabe, smiled gently and walked to the shelf of household goods. "While I'm picking something out," he said,。