Where am I? Who I am?
「Sen.. Muramasa」
What the hell was that incomplete and blurry name... maybe it's my past, which I don't remember?
"Young"
Why do I feel like that doesn't suit me?
"Destination"
Why does my body tingle because of that?
"Japan"
W...
I was banging on the oak door that belongs to my brother's room.
He had heard that he had recovered from the city incident, where he vanquished a stray demon and ended up with broken feet so that he could defeat it.
It's an amazing thing Mikoto-onii-chan did!
But it's a pity that I wasn't with him to see the incredible actions he did to defeat that street demon; he had shown a superior strength that doesn't belong to a 7-year-old.
Now I want to see if Mikoto is 100% recovered from his broken feet, he had been in his bed to recover his broken bones, his bones had been found in small pieces.
It seemed that he had struck an iron wall with all his might to leave it in this sorry state.
The truth is somewhat surprising, I don't want to imagine the pain of having to glue something and break the bones in my feet on the spot.
It would be an excruciating pain to endure.
—Hmm? Who is it?
I heard my brother's voice asking on the other side of the door.
—Rias!
—... Okay, come in.
He had heard a small noise as if he was putting something away.
Clac
I opened the door and stopped thinking about the noise I had heard.
—How are you, Mikoto-onii-chan?
I was more worried about his condition than about anything my brother was hiding.
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—I think it's better, my feet aren't broken anymore.
My brother said as he made movements with his feet in the air, showing that his feet had recovered; In a few seconds he moved his feet faster and ended up moving my hair a little.
—You should calm down a little, Mikoto-onii-chan; You're not in a competition.
—Well, you wanted to know how I'm doing. —My brother said as he lifted his shoulders.
—But you exaggerated a little to prove that.
I responded nervously to his actions.
—It's better to demonstrate rather than worry people more.
—I suppose you're right.
—Hmm, you came to see that I'm recovered, didn't you?
—Yes! Although the truth also wanted to know why you fought with the demon.
