異世界 [Hypmic]

Part 4

Hiroko stared at the two black haired men in front of her blankly. One looked at her in pity, while the other tried to understand what he had just heard.

"So, Tokyo was destroyed because of the illegal hypnosis mics that make people turn into killers?" Rei asked her.

"Yeah."

"Why do you want to go back then?" Rei asked. "Wouldn't it be better to stay here? It's peaceful."

Hiroko shook her head. "I can't. I need to go back."

Rei sighed as he rubbed his temple. "This is a lot to process."

"Oho~ the great conman Amayado Rei can't process this?" Hiroko smirked.

Rei looked at her blankly before releasing another sigh. "You know, you're just like what I thought you'd be if you lived."

"Now, that's a thought." Hiroko shook her head, "but sadly, if I lived here it'd probably be bad." she looked at Ichiro and then at Rei, "you both are strangely taking the different dimensions thing pretty calmly."

"What did you think we'd do? Put you in a mental hospital?" Rei raised a brow.

"Yes."

Ichiro smiled at Hiroko, "it's weird to say, but I kinda felt like I knew you when I first saw you. Besides, I am freaking out. I just don't wanna scare you."

"What a sweetheart." Hiroko muttered. "We probably would've gotten along well back then."

"Anyway," Rei stood up, "I'll look into this matter and tell you what I find." He headed to the door. "Don't die before you go back." he waved and left.

Hiroko sighed as she leaned against the armrest of the sofa, "who knows if I'm even alive back home."

"Don't say that." Ichiro patted her head.

Hiroko glanced at him then stood up. "Jiro-san and Saburo-san are probably still waiting."

"Ah, Right."

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Hiroko woke up to the sound of a familiar voice calling her name. She groaned and pulled her blanket over her head. The owner of the voice huffed and shook her to wake her up.

"WAKE UP!!!" he shouted in her ear.

Hiroko instantly sat up. "Wha- whose dying?? Who's hurt?!"

"No one's dying or hurt," Saburo responded, "Ichi-nii said to go down for breakfast."

"Oh...okay." Hiroko closed her eyes for a moment before opening them and getting out of bed. Saburo closed the door as he left her in the room. Hiroko stretched and looked around the room. She looked out the window. "It's blue." she stared at the sky. Shaking her head, she went to the washroom to change out of her temporary sleepwear that she borrowed from the brothers.

Despite how the younger two brothers looked like her own brothers, she couldn't help but detest them.

Hiroko joined the three Yamada brothers for breakfast, and they ate in silence. Once they were done, Jiro and Saburo went off to school, while Hiroko helped Ichiro clean up.

Ichiro glanced at Hiroko as she scrubbed the plates one by one. He noticed how she seemed to be distracted.

Hiroko couldn't help but wonder what all is going on in her world. She wondered if things got better or worse. If she ever made it back, would she see all of Tokyo— no, all of Japan in flames? She was so lost in thought that she didn't even notice when she was done washing the plates and was standing there as Ichiro tried to tell her that she was done.

"Hiroko!" Ichiro grabbed her arm. "What's wrong?" He was worried.

"Huh?" Hiroko looked at Ichiro. "Oh, sorry..." she smiled sheepishly. "I was just thinking."

"About?"

"What kind of sight I'll see if I go home." she chuckled. Ichiro looked at her with sympathy. Hiroko saw the look she received and shook her head, "don't give me that look. I'm not saying that I miss that place. I'm just wondering if all of Tokyo's been burned to ashes by now."

Ichiro exclaimed, "you shouldn't lose hope! Things will definitely get better!"

"How...positive." she pursed her lips.

"You need to be positive!"

"Ichiro-san." Hiroko sighed, "I watched a whole city get burnt down."

"Okay, but you still need to be positive." Ichiro said. "Even during hard times, you need to be positive," he smiled.

"Is that so?"

"Yeah!"