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Text 1: Quietly telling the story of his life…
Saitou: I was born left-handed. // Because of that, I could never get a license, no matter where I went.
Text 2: While headed towards battle, knowing that it was a losing fight,
Text 3: Saitou-san sighed as he spoke
Text 4: under the beautiful night sky.
Text 5: He had the same expression as usual on his face,
Text 6: but it seemed to be really lonely…
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Text: Leave your transient destiny to the cherry blossoms.
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Text: Will it be the sword or dreams that I hold in my hand?
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Saitou: I was born left handed. // Because of that, I could never get a license, no matter where I went.
Saitou: As soon as I held a shinai, I was called...
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