My legend started in the 12th century
I believe it was a mid-summer's day when the rays of the sun were strong? No...
It was a chilly autumn... At that time, I was "bad."
Now that I think of it, it was probably already winter.
I was so "bad" I was even famous amongst the public for being "bad"
All of my friends were bad guys.
All of the beautiful women were fighting over me.
No...... It was definitely summer. It was a very hot mid-summer's day.
I remember it like that. I was different from now, I was a man sharpened like a knife. However, without knowing why, I felt elegant
Everybody said so. Even now I'm called that.
Having said that, at that time it probably
wasn't said like that, but little by little it had started to be said.
It was unexpectedly kind. If I think about it,
I was probably feeling elegant. As a result,