Sunday. Waking up so tired that looks like that a truck ran over me. I don’t know what time is now and my phone I let at another place. Yawning and looking around, all are normal. No mess, no noise. I looked at left and I was seeing the porcelain vase cleaned and beautiful like I saw yesterday. Looking at my room doesn’t look like that a thief entered at my room and other one appeared saving me from the danger.

Talking about yesterday, I think happened something that I presume it's here, but I can't remember. I don’t know if the Japanese guy that saved me yesterday is still here. Tanuki, yes? I looked at mouth vase and I see nothing inside. Just dust. I sighed trying to clean my mind from this trouble at same time I would like to thank him again.

Just thank. Meet I am afraid.

It’s Sunday. The maximum I can do is meditate to put away all the troubles and meet the park in front of my apartment besides buying some goods and food for the lunch and breakfast. The class begins tomorrow and what I can learn today is cooking.

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Morning. 6:40 a.m. It's usually the time I wake up. I used to it since I began to make my yoga exercises or even begin a day with study, but today was more than a study or yoga. It's Monday, the day I go at my dreamed university to check my class, teacher, place and so on. I lift fast from my bed and make the bed. I was really excited to meet my beginning of story, forgetting everything yesterday.

I go at my bathroom and begin the day with a bath. Turning on the shower, I begin to wash myself on that hot water. The day wasn't warm neither cold. It's so refreshing that I could wear only a short and live so well. I have no idea what to wear. I was with my head on university at same time I was thinking about my parents. I know my father is very proud of me, a brave warrior that took care of me without a mother to guide me when necessary. My father was mother and father at same time, what I can see it's incredible. My grandfather...

Ah... Grandfather. My right hand moves softly at ceramic wall, cleaning the smooth and the water imagining my grandfather's face, the times he caressed me. He was so patient, light, bright as a candle flying at the sky. The water on my face remembers a little of time we took a bath in the river close at field he has. He loved so much the nature, the green. I believe green is his favorite color and because of him the mine is green too. If I can change my fur color it would turn green, but I think it would look like weird or even disgusting. What I know it's that green brings to me peace in spirit. I thank a lot my grandfather for that.

Maybe one day I should make a tribute to him. He deserves my respect and loyalty. The smile of my face was notable, the eyes filling of good feelings and moments I passed with him. I could get emotional only thinking on him.

End of bath. Going out of box, cleaning my body with the towel and cleaning my teeth after I begin to look my reflect by the mirror. My motivation, my emotion, my courage, my power, my spirit. I am here!

– Hi, Master!

Ooooohhh... I knew I forgot something. Him, Tanuki, Ken... I forgot his name.

Put my head out of bathroom and I don't see him at the hall. Maybe he was at kitchen. I go there to check what he is doing there, even with the towel covering my parts. For my big surprise, I see my table prepared with a simple breakfast. Bread, grain, a tea at point. I could smell and I could see it is so beautiful. I lift my eyes and I see him boiling the water and putting in a little porcelain kettle that my father gave me. He looked at me with a smile so big that I can't measure the size he was feeling to serve me, even being naked at his front just covered by a brown towel and my fur a little wet.

That story of Master I see it will go far away, very far away.

– Did you sleep well, Master? – He looked at me with a smile before he greets. He still scares me.

– Yes, I did – My voice shaky and holding tight the towel. – What are you doing?

– Your breakfast, Master. Today is your special day, isn't it?

I nod my head wondering how he knew about my special and how he was so happy with me that met in the middle of an assault. And if he will live with me during my life at university I will have such problems to deal, if I will have. A strange and magic Japanese dog treating me so well. Maybe the tea can relax me for a good time.

I asked to him about the tea he was preparing. He invited me to sit a little, even with my towel. I don't know if he was bothering with me covering my body. Maybe it can be a Japanese custom. Or he is gay and I don't know.

I have two kinds of way to eat. I have a table like everyone has and I have a traditional and cultural way that Chinese eat: around of a little center table on the carpet prepared with pillows. That I will use for dinner or even lunch to relax a little my legs and respect the tradition. I sit seeing him preparing the cup of tea. I could smell green tea. I enjoy it. I believe everyone that drinks tea love green tea. Mint is a common tea too. It's funny that here there are a lot of kind of herbs to make tea, syrup, spices and so on. The variety in Brazil is incredible.

Looking at table, the pure breads. I forgot to buy butter or even honey to eat together. At least, the tea can wake up my soul and body. I was catching my bread while Tanuki sits by my side like if I deserve not only live with him. What is he thinking right now? I am scared to discover, even knowing I can't be quiet. I want to meet him best, if possible. I took a sip of tea and turn to him.

– Well, Tanuki. You should know that today begins my class at my university.

– That seems wonderful Master, but what is univerty? – He asked taking a sup too. He really has no knowledge about the actual world.

– University – I corrected. – It's a school of higher level to study and grow more at life. That's what I interpret.

– Ah... It seems important, Master. For what are you studying? Warrior? Dynasty? Economy?

– Nothing of these – These courses are so strange for me. Well, economy looks interesting, but I prefer the other kind of green. He looks at me curious, putting his elbows on the table. – I will do zoology. Study animals.

– Study animals? Like what?

– Yes. Like the habitat, biome, behavior, genetic and so on. I intend to focus in discover and study about them.

– Ah! Like nature science – He was biting the bread. Incredible that this part he is understanding.

– Yes. It's what I enjoy. Nature, the green, the wind, animals... – I take one more sip.

– It looks incredible, Master. I remember there were some people at my land that lived in the middle of forest, caves, on the rivers to learn about the nature power and benefits.

– Really? – I opened my eyes surprised that it existed years ago.

– They were like pilgrim. Independents, they don't work and pay at courtesy. They live for themselves. Some learns power, others spiritual peace.

I nod comprehending what he was saying while I take a bite on the bread. It looks like at his age these people were healthier and successful. It was filling me of curiosity.

– Do you want to live at forest alone too?

I choke with that question, coughing at the table. Live alone at forest? What kind of people today live at forest? That one should be crazy or even sad. I can't imagine someone living alone at forest living how he can, not having the duty to pay at government.

– No, Tanuki! It's a crazy idea. I want to explore and study at forest, not live there.

– Explore and study already are crazy choices.

He is right, but still isn't worse than live. At least, he wishes to me lucky at area. I still feel uncomfortable having a fat Japanese guy serving me as I was his master, at same time I am beginning to have a company to live with me. Forever? I have no idea. I want it goes fast.

We were talking a little while we take a breakfast, but it was very fast for me. Finishing, I said I should dress myself and visit the university to meet my new place. He wanted to go with me, but I wonder how the people would look at him with that kind of “short”, without shirt and a big collar. I don't have clothes that fit on him. The more curious of him is the mark at his forehead: a green leaf. I like to see it sometimes. It gives to him a charm and the sensation that he is something more I can think.

Wind Guardian. I remembered now.

I said to he stays at my apartment to take care if any thief invades and he put them out from here. He received my ask with an enthusiasm and, before I was leaving, he gave me a strong hug, making the towel falls at the ground and getting red as a daruma. I grumbled loud forgetting completely if the neighbors were sleeping not because of that action, but because I was now naked at his front. Jumping and running until my bedroom to dress hurry my clothes.

My God! What more will happen with me?