This was such a heartbreakingly exquisite book. I didn’t expect this book would talk about a man working life in Japan, because I thought this book would be just typical of Japanese-lit ( you know what I mean, aight? aight. ), but turned out, this book evolved into a variety of problems as an outcome of the rapid rise of construction in Tokyo and its Japan history, including homelessness in Ueno Station. Not just that, the story revolves around a poetic ghost tale in Tokyo as well. Everything was wrapped very well and to make the readers easily feel the emotions through the story, the emotions beat perfectly well.

Talking about the main character in this book; my heart whacked for him. I acknowledge that each person in this world lives a different life to one another but sometimes it’s not equitable. He kept experiencing negative emotions to the point that sometimes he found it hard to feel everything, he felt that his life didn’t belong with everyone around him; his family to be precise. Also, it breaks my heart when he compares his life with the emperor of Japan, he thought that their life were different in every situation; it breaks me even more when he compares the Prince with his dead son.  *sobs*

Overall, I admire the literary style in this book; it's vigorous and imaginative while remaining comfortable to read. A tragic story, but one that is equally humanising and empathetic to its characters.