Deracine Wodori

The time is the Sengoku era when you won't know tomorrow. There was a baby boy abandoned in a temple. The baby named “Kei” was just like a boy, but was certainly “nobody”. It was very slowly growing as if it were living at a different time from the flow of human life. To go out of the temple, I had lost my purpose of living just to wait in this temple for the immature body to decay.