When the young boy woke up, what greeted his eyes was the pitch-black night sky, the bright moon, and a few scattered stars.
Then, like a tidal wave, thoughts flooded into his mind uncontrollably. Fragmented memories, snippets of thoughts, and scenes flashed before his eyes. He couldn't think, only allowing these forcibly entered thoughts to fill his brain before he could understand what they were.
Ten minutes later, this process finally came to an end, leaving the young boy in shock.
- Is all of this real?
He remained lying down, attempting to analyze the incredible events that had just occurred in his mind. He realized that he wasn't a normal human being. He was just a persona created by someone else. The person who created him had handed over their body to him...
From now on, he could continue his peaceful life by pretending that nothing had happened in the past few days.
The young boy closed his eyes, covering his face with his hands, feeling his mind turning into a chaotic mess.
- What on earth is going on?
He remembered that the last time he was conscious was during the overseas training of the Kyudo Society. Something had happened, and he had returned home to Kyoto…
Yes, his memory was cut off there.
It was as if he had completed an incredibly long sleep.
And waking up was now.
The young boy removed his hands from his face and looked at the unfamiliar yet familiar night sky.
The warnings from the boy named "Ziong MingDe" and the memories he was given seemed to be true.
He was indeed Ziongzong, not a conventional living person with parents, but a fabricated persona given a physical body.
To Ziongzong's surprise, he didn't feel too discouraged. Although his heart was in turmoil, the whole situation was just too strange, too supernatural, unheard of. It made him unsure how to react.
If it were a common plot twist in novels or TV dramas, such as being told that his parents weren't his biological parents, he could at least experience the societal sadness.
- What a tangled mess of a plot!
Ziongzong sighed helplessly at the night sky and then got up from the ground.
- Where am I?
He looked around, realizing that he was on a street in a residential area in the middle of the night. He walked towards the main road, confirming his location with the help of a street sign.
Soon after, his phone in his pocket rang.
Ziongzong was startled by the sudden sound, as he didn't know he had a phone with him. He timidly answered the call from an unknown number, only to find out that a taxi was on its way to pick him up.
And it was prearranged.
- Who called for the taxi?
Ziongzong asked the driver, but the driver didn't know either since it was an assignment from the regulatory department.
Then, almost instinctively, Ziongzong reached into his pocket and found several Yōji Fukuzawa notes (¥10,000 Japanese yen, equivalent to around 600 RMB, the highest denomination of Japanese yen, described in this way because the bills feature Fukuzawa Yōji). With this, Ziongzong could deduce his current situation.
Someone left their unconscious self here, then called a taxi with their own phone and put money on themselves.
The reason why there is no other information left is quite simple.
In essence, the implied meaning is, go back to your life, and don't investigate what has happened or what occurred.
─ Is it too simplistic to just dismiss me like this? ...
Ziongzong gradually had many thoughts in his heart, but for now, returning to the Kyoto area was the top priority.
"Driver, please go to this address..."
According to what "Ziong MingDe" had said, the excuse for going out was to spend the night at Eiji Hayamizu's house, so tonight Ziongzong couldn't go back to the Uesugi family. But Ziongzong didn't want to go to Hayami either, so he gave the driver the address of Koga Mizuo's house.
─ With Mizuo, he can help me deceive others together.
