Ryosaku Takada meteth a fair mayde whan he is a boy. At the laste, the two fallen in love and ben enclosed in a blisful tyme. Howbeit, the “devel” was ful stille crepinge in. At the laste, the destinee of hem two smoot in an vnwar wyse. He begynneth to pleyen with destinee. Egoisme, confusioun, regrèt, losse, sorwe, hatrede... dyvers affecciouns quaken and turmenten, but atte laste Ryosaku cometh to a conclusioun. What is a verray blisful manere of love?