Disclaimer: The logs with brackets are thoughts.
I had a dream, a dream that I have been sliced on my back by a man while I was saving a girl who has red pigtails and eye color when I was 12.
I was awakened after the I got sliced on my back, realized that I was on a plane, going back to my own country, Japan.
"The same dream again..." I said to myself, while my right hand is rubbing my eyes and yawned.
"All passengers attention please, this is your captain speaking, we will be landing in Tokyo in ETA 15 minutes." The flight captain announced. I was excited and nervous, getting to see my whole family and my home country in just around 15 minutes.
Time Skip(At the airport)
(Aww...man, my butt hurts, sitting on a plane for 10 or above hours is a pain in my ass.) I thought. Flying from America to Japan, needs at least 15 hours, at that moment, what can I do? One thing, sleep.
After I exited the restricted area of the airport with my heavy luggage, I took a bus that stops near my home, a Japanese sweets shop, named "Homura". (穂むら)
It hasn't changed for 5 years when I went to America for studying, a wooden plank writing the shop's name. When I went in, there are tables with 4 chairs and some customers, who are drinking some tea. I walked in front of the counter which has different kinds of sweets on it.
"Welcome to Homura, please have a look at our sweets." A voice came to my ears behind me, it was a teenage girl who has ginger-colored hair, the right part of her hair was tied. She has blue colored eyes.
I was going to look behind and say thank you realized that she was my sister, Kosaka Honoka.
"Honoka, it's been a long time." I told Honoka, with a smile.
"Wait...you're, ONII-CHAN?!" She ran to me and hugged me, with tears on her eye frames, so I returned her the hug.
"I'm home, mom." I walked to the corridor next to the counter after I broke the hug.
"Welcome home, sweetie, it has been 5 years since you left Japan for America, isn't it?" A woman came out of the corridor and looked at the grownup me, from a 12 yrs old boy to a 16 yrs old teenager.
"Yea, everything feels the same, nostalgic, wasn't it." I replied, but before u went to my room, mom told me, "Oh, by the way, Ryuga, there is a man who wants to meet you, he's at the living room, hurry up and get changed and don't make him wait too long."
"Copy that." I replied, then rushed to my room and changed my casual wearing to my old clothes that I wear when I work at the counter.
I went to the living room, founded out that there was a man who has yellow orchid hair color, striped long-sleeved clothes with yellowish pants and I black coat.
"Um...mister, are you looking for me?" I asked the mysterious man.
"So you must be Kosaka Ryuga, greetings, my name is Tokiwa Sougo." He reached out his hand to have a handshake with me and I replied to him one.
"You seems familiar, where have I seen you?" I asked him with curiosity.
"Do you know Kamen Rider Zi-O?"
"Yea...kinda, he's the last Heisei Rider."
"I'm him." Tokiwa-san's words caught me off guard.
"I'm sorry, am I dreaming?" I asked him
"No, you're not." He replied with a half eyed look.
"Good, if this was a dream, I swear to god, I will kill myself."
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