To Tongari-san

Entry 1:

I did not know where I was.

I did not even know who you were.

I was tired, sick and hungry, covered in bruises and asleep on a street corner.

That was how you found me, I guess.

I recall when I awoke in your strong arms.

You were just holding me, stroking my hair.

Then you fed me, let me sleep some more...... You just let me be.

You were so much like my Otou-san.

I never got around to telling you, but just for that precise moment, I thought you were an angel.

You stayed by my side whenever I was awake.

I saw only you and no one else. Why was that?

You kept staring at me, as though you knew who I was but trying to remember.

Then you asked me for my name.

I told you, and you started to cry.

You cried so hard, so long. Had I done something wrong?

My name is Niles J. Wolfwood.

You kept crying and crying. I still do not know why.

Then you suddenly stopped, and apologized. But what for? You did not do anything!

Then you told me I looked a lot like your friend. Did you mean Otou-san?

I finally got the courage, and asked who you were.

Your answer was so weird.

You asked me to call you Tongari.