DÃ ENDO OFI DÃ WARUDO!!!!

I was afraid that if I played at his place, no one would like me. But finally I thought that I should play there for him. I also thought that if it made Versailles went smoothly, he would be glad, and only I could play there. Actually I received a mail from him two days before he passed away, “Thank you for playing the bass (instead of me). I can entrust my job to you.” Since I remembered the mail, I decided to do my best for him. When I heard of his death, I was crying all day without turning on the light.