Seto's eyes opened as a result of his amazement. We didn't have the same temporal scale. His reaction made me laugh and he scowled before saying:

- I'm searching for a girl who, during the ancient Egypte, was the host of one of the dragons and that my me of this age, who possessed a millennium item and was a pharaoh, loved, I think.

He looked down, gazing his shoes. Eventually, this guy wasn't mad or unkind. He was just searching the one he reckoned as his soul mate. Seeing in him a romantic person, I surprised myself being disappointed by the facts that we've no link and he would lose interest in me and he wasn't Kyoichiro. I whispered and answered:

- I'm sorry, I'm not his reincarnation. I don't even know who Kisara is. The dragons are part of me, but even if one of them had been linked with her, I'm not her. The dragons are samples of my Mibu soul, nothing more. I think I'm not the one you were searching for and then, you can release me, can't you?

I was interested by this Kisara: was she strong? Was she like me? Why my dragons and she were linked? I looked down too. At least, this kidnapping wasn't negative. First, Seto was the sort of person I would go out with and a part of my past had been revealed to me. As he was silent, I added:

- Even though, I would like to thank you, thanks to you, I've learnt more about myself… Well, "myself"…

He suddenly stood up and kneed down then embraced me.

- Wh..What?! .. S-Seto..? What're you doing?

I calmed down myself and whispered once more to overcome my twitchy breath due to his spontaneous action. Finally, my arms, stupidly suspended, encircled his shoulders. Instinctively, my hand fondled his neatly combed hair to reach his neck, braving his collar. I was observing him, his head against my chest. He was immobile and seeming oddly unworried. Why did he embrace me? He seemed to be a cold person and delicate to approach.

A few minutes later, the staff interrupted us with our orders. Seto clumsily stood up without any sign of thankfulness to the two people who evidently bothered him, then he sank on his seat, waiting for being alone with me before relax himself. Notwithstanding, I broke the silence first:

- What's happening, Seto?

- Let's eat, we're going to land.

I realized we were in a flying engine, commonly named plane, even if it was a private one. I shuddered and exclaimed:

- W..What? But.. WHERE?

His entertainment was perceptible and he casually answered:

- To Egypt, in front of one of this much vaunted pyramids where you, Mibus, would like to bury your failures.

I didn't pay attention to his jibe, I had realized why my story looked truthful to him. I wasn't disposed to venture myself in an Egyptian labyrinth in my inadequate school outfit but I resigned myself to follow Seto. He'd never make a U-turn considered his personality… I ate wondering if that hug wasn't due to the coherence between both of our stories or my particular relation with Kisara. No words were exchanged during the rest of the flight and the plane landed immediately when the plates were clear. On the evidence it was a scheme about the perfect timing. The CEO of Kaiba Corporation stood up inviting me to follow him with a "we get off".

The first oxygen puff was suffocated because of the heat, but the climate wasn't clammy so was tolerable. I followed Seto into a Jeep parked not far from the plane, a black man closing the door behind us.