Suddenly his body felt a warm feeling that spread through and reached his mind, which made the pain forced to accept foreign memories subside a little.
The young man called 'Murata' finally opened his eyes as he witnessed many people staring at him as if he was their relative.
"I'm glad you are fine," one of the women that appeared in those memories spoke while sighed in relief. She suddenly hugs him and caressing his hair," I thought you became an idiot after falling from the bed."
Murata wanted to reply, but in the end, his mouth was just slightly open while staring at the other people. He also finally reaching a conclusion after seeing the people's reactions and the true feeling on their gaze.
So, that boy has died, and it was me who replaced his soul, Murata thought. Although the scenario seems he accidentally killed that boy's soul, he also received that boy's memories which made him and that boy was no different.
"Thanks, mother, for worrying me," As soon Murata spoke, he noticed the people's expressions were flabbergasted and stared at him with widening their eyes. He also saw the man that healing him before still have his hand glowing in the faint green light.
"Ho-Oh! It seems the wood that knocked your head finally activated your small brains to be grateful," the middle-aged man that was actually his father spoke sarcastically, which made the other people nodded in a hurry.
"Son, did you have a fever? Stay still; let mother check you," Even his mother was confused by his sudden change as her hand reached his forehead.
"No, mother, as my father said, my small brain actually has woke up from a long sleep," Instead of being angry, he spoke reproachfully to his father, which made the people shocked again.
"You...kid!Just looking at your attitude, you seem fine!" his father shook his head in disappointment. Suddenly, a shadow dashed and flashed beside him.
"B-brother!" A little girl with two braided black hairstyles was seen with green eyes like the others were throwing her body toward him.
"Ooops!" Luckily Murata caught the little girl's body but the little girl soon rubbing her head toward his chest.
"I miss you, brother! I miss you," The little girl tightened the grip on his body; she looked like a koala that did not even want to get off from him.
"Jeez, this girl always crying when you are unconscious," His mother spoke and shake his head while caressing her smooth hair.
Murata was still confused by the identity of this girl, but then he remembered there was a little girl who kept following that boy to anywhere.
Ah, this must be my little sister, Murata thought. His gaze softened upon looking at his cute sister; he could even hear her sobbing on his clothes.
"I'm sorry, Nasu. I won't leave you again" While caressing her hair, the little girl raised her head.
"Promise?" She was looking at him deeply while holding his neck with both hands. Her eyes were glittering because of crying, and her gaze looked at him pleadingly.
"Promise!" With a smile, Murata hugs her, but then the so-called room becomes jolted again," Ah!"
He looked toward the window and found the trees were moving. He just realized by observing the floor and the ceiling, this so-called room was actually a wagon!
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