I am Anazi Kurokawa. Twin sister of her older brother. It's 1998 now. I am 7 years old and my brother is 9 years old. All I remember is that my mother didn’t love us very much. Below is my appearance.
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(Let's all imagine that she is a little younger and without Izana's earrings.)
Yes, I look very much like my brother. My name, if read from the left, is encrypted as my brother's name. Mom....I loved her very much. I remember that moment.
Flashback*
My brother and I are standing in front of my older sister. She is the average in the family. I'm the youngest myself.
- Sister and brother...and in children. Is the house okay?
I smiled and so did Izana.
- You have no idea how! Don't worry, we won't be leaving for long! My sister and I will definitely find you! Isn't that right, Anazi? (Emphasis on the first "a")
- Of course they are chan!
I replied, with a fake smile from ear to ear. We could have stood like this for ages, but we were separated from Emma. As soon as we turned away from her, the smile faded, taking on my blank stare. My brother's face was no better either. But on the field, he turned with a radiant smile to Emma and waved. When we got into the car, I started speaking in Russian. In Japan, very few people know Russian, so we speak it when someone is around, but we want to express our dissatisfaction or our personal comment.
- Izana, why did we decide not to tell her the terrible truth?
I looked blankly into his eyes, which also did not glow with a spark of life.
- It would be better if someone from our family grows up not knowing what and what it is.
- I see.
We arrived safely. I fell asleep on my brother's shoulder. However, I thought that I would be woken up soon, but this did not happen. I remember warm hands, then the emptiness of which seemed to last forever.
I woke up in a not very pleasant bed. She was a little stiff. The time was late for the campaign, as the moon was shining against it. I looked around and didn't see my brother, just a bunch of sleeping children. Carefully getting out of bed, I began to walk through the beds, looking for my brother. There were normally so many people in the room. I counted about 20 people. I walked halfway through, peering through the darkness at the sleeping children. After going through 10 beds, I did not find my brother. This alerted me a little, but I went to look further, only my successes were not crowned with success. All the children weren't even like him. I was scared. Suddenly, the only person dear to me left me, but this could not be in any way. I knew he wouldn't leave me.
- "Where is it.....Is he?"
It would have been a lump in my throat. My breath was coming in short gasps. I didn't even hear that someone came up from behind and hugged me. It was such a familiar smell. I would have recognized him from a thousand others. It was his scent.
