From DRAG ON DRAGOON OFFICIAL GUIDE BOOK COMPLETE-EDITION
Translation by Kestrel
His unique inclinations torment the fastidious hermit
It happened shortly before Leonard went through puberty. His friends had already gone through the change in voice themselves, and little by little Leonard went through that change from boy to adult as well. When the boys around that age gathered together, talk would naturally turn to "gossip" about the opposite sex. Which girl is cute, no I think that girl's nice--- In the midst of his friends' excitement in their childish arguments, Leonard alone had no interest in such tedious chatter. If they were to talk about the girls they liked, it was a single boy's profile that filled his gaze.
This flaxen-haired boy stood out among his friends as having particularly handsome features. When Leonard gazed at him, a mysteriously warm feeling rose up in his chest. What a beautiful face that is--- At that moment, having felt his gaze, the boy suddenly turned and spoke to Leonard.
"Come to think of it, how about you, Leonard?"
Taken off-guard as he was, Leonard could say nothing at the moment, blushing as he turned his gaze downwards. Seeing him like that, his friends laughed at the strange guy, then turned back to their talk of the opposite sex. While Leonard mentally breathed a sigh of relief, it became clear to him then that he was different from his friends.
Nearly 20 years have passed since then. This unique disposition---this love of boys continued to torment Leonard, and he began living in the forest as a hermit. At first he had separated from his family and lived alone, but because of their being chased by the Imperial Army, he now gave shelter to his three younger brothers. Of course, not a single person in his family knew about his leanings. However, he could no longer restrain the desire that had heaped upon itself over the years, and would sneak into the woods behind the house to pleasure himself outside his brothers' notice---thus he passed the days. "I cannot do this forever!" Coming home from the woods, he would think this each time he saw his brothers' faces, but ultimately he succumbed to the weakness of his own heart. Then the fated day came---
That day as usual, when it got dark, Leonard quietly snuck out of the house. With the pain of corruption stinging in his chest, and filled with expectations of pleasure, he quickened his pace as he headed towards the forest. Then, when Leonard's figure had completely vanished into the woods, soldiers with eerily glowing red eyes gathered before his house. His brothers, who noticed them outside the window, each called out for their brother to help them. But those voices would never reach Leonard's ears---
Leonard thought: That time, I should have been the one to die. But he had survived. Unable to even find a place to die, the blind hermit continues to wander aimlessly---