彼の荒れ狂う姿と麻薬中毒が、家族の静かな生活を根本から揺るがした。

My younger brother, Naoji, returned alive from the battlefields of the south. However, what awaited him upon his return was a life of drug addiction and decadence. The traces of the literary youth he once was had vanished, and his raging presence was more than enough to overturn our quiet life from its very foundations. My mother's heartache is beyond measure. Naoji's anguish was not merely a personal setback, but the very tragedy of a young generation toyed with by rapid historical changes.