I've remembered my stay at the Ikebukuro. In, my youth day.
I was really young and had never known our world about its system. I'd been plane. Delicate.
I went to stay there for going on the University to test entrance examination. These difficulty systematic complexities, are strict ordinary on the far east, for traditional Confucius religion.
We'd stayed on the youth hostel named weekly mansion on Toubu-toujou line. I have remembered its vista, at the high rise building from veranda, and its staring city scope.
