I was a Brazilian fanatic of manga anime and light novels, I also loved Japan and finally I managed to travel there, but it was not a trip the way I expected, now I'm in an empty room with only a table and two chairs, I and a very beautiful woman with big red hair and wearing a very long black jacket covering some of her thighs she also wore a little shorts and because she was so small the black jacket covered this woman was looking very angry, in this small empty room that looked like a only one house was just me and this beautiful girl with that angry expression, my name is Ycaro Uniton and I will tell you what happened on my trip.

I was leaving the plane when I saw a very familiar person but that I certainly had never seen in my life but that person really caught my attention so I decided to go after that person, I just couldn't do anything else that image was in my head, I I hadn’t seen it very well but it looked like the figure of a woman and at that moment when I was going after that person I didn’t know where I was going and I ended up falling with a group of people, at the time I looked for the woman but I had lost her from view so i got up and apologized to that group of people, that day it was a torment i couldn't even sleep on the plane, after that event i went straight to the nearest hotel and when i got to my room i didn't believe that next was the room of the woman I saw at the airport, in fact I wasn’t sure it was her but this woman brought me the same air as the one at the airport, I was going to talk to her but when I had the courage she I brought him to his room and slammed the door like he was angry about something, I was very tired so I didn't care much but after I went into my room I took a shower and went straight to bed it was too late I think it was about midnight but I was still thinking about that woman, I was calm thinking about who that woman was and I heard her say something.

-why don't you just forget about me

I didn't know if it was me, so she once again said.

-It's exactly with you that I'm talking Ycaro

I froze she had just said my name I didn't know what to do just had two questions

- How do you know my name?

- do you really want to know? Even if you don’t believe you are me well we’ve known you for a long time

- hm? You really are familiar but I’ve never seen you before

- that would be kind of hard to explain, but after someone dies that person loses some memories

- what? Are you saying that I already died?

- exactly

I didn't understand it but for some reason I believe in it and I kind of took a good death.

This chapter was written in Portuguese and translated with Google.