Smoke of tobacco is hard on me.

I care the smell, moreover I have slightly asthma and I am scared of falling ill.

It might to be hard to understand the frightfulness of breathing difficulty, unless you have asthma.

But I don't have deadly feeling against smokers.

When I was a college student, I smoked for just ten month.

It was absolutely great.

Though now I don't remember the feeling correctly, smoking after dinner or with drinking took me a paradise.

When I run out of tobacco, I went to the cafeteria of the student dormitory, broke curbstones in an ashtray, picked slice tobacco leaf out, and smoked again with a pipe. It looked like a wreck in a poppy cave.

So I can understand the feeling of smoker, in spite of the frightfulness of asthma.

But I am not tolerant anyone who smokes without common manner, you know.

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By the same theory,

As for a couple who are billing and cooing,

I can allow them to be such a disgraceful attitude.

And by the same theory,

As for absurd goofy runaway group with removing the silencer in the middle of the night, beyond the legal speed,

Even if I massacre all members of the group with machine gun, I cannot feel even pieces of compunction.

I am sure the above.