Dragon Life - Chapter 60-61

 

Chapter 60
The dream is contradicted by reality.The siblings and the fireworks festival.1

Translated by Ninish~

My name is written with the kanjis forItaly,Capital, andFragance, like this , and is p.r.o.nounced as Itoka.2As you heard it. It isnot the p.r.o.nunciation for the question: Is it a thread? (ito ka?), though!

The origin is that when I was born, my father was making a fuss because, She has a white birthmark on her face!, but it seemed like it was a thread from a towel or the like, so then he went like, Nanda, ito ka?, which means What is it, is it a thread? but it sounds like What is it, Itoka?, and this made mother laugh; so thats the reason.[^3]Wai-, dont give people names like that!,its that kind of story.My younger brother too; it is said that as a baby he had some white spots on his face and they mistook them for birthmarks or something like that, but my father once again spouted, Nanda, satou ka? which means, What is it, is it sugar? but it sounds like, Nanda sa, Touka, which means, What is it now, Touka?. And so they named him Touka.To repeat the same mistake as with me, serves them riiight! Givinghim a girly name too, serves him riiight!By the way, I had been eating donuts sprinkled with sugar, and some of it had stuck to my mouth, so when I peered at my younger brother from above, it fell on his face.The cause was me!

Unexpectedly, it looks like our parents arent troubled over choosing names for their children.Well, since at least they didnt choose kanjis that were cringeworthy or nerdy for the names, then I guess its fine.[^4].However, because of them, through my elementary school days my nickname was Spinning Wheel (Ito-guruma).Why, you ask?Isnt it obvious that it was because our act for the sports festival was The Sleeping Beauty? My luck when picking roles was bad and I drew the old lady of the spinning wheel; well, that is to say that I was the evil witch.Spi~nning Whee~l! Dya even have a spinning wheel at ho~me?! It goes without saying that I kicked those boys flying away.I was glad that in middle school my nickname finally became Itokchan.Yet along the way it became Ito-chan and then Itoko-chan, because apparently Itokchan was hard to p.r.o.nounce.Ito-chan is nice but Itoko-chan Itokosounds the same as cousin, and I aint no cousin of yours![^5]In middle school there were some chuuni boys too, so theyd go Whosecousinare yooou, buhahaha! but since I was a lady I endured it while gnas.h.i.+ng my teeth.[^6]

 

My high school is in the neighborhood, and is a quite ordinary public school, so it has a sailor uniform.However, the summer uniform is unlike others and is of a blue so deep that its almost black; because of this its sweltering in the summer, and yet it is quite popular amongst the students.The skirt has a single line in it, which is quite unusual and only a handful of schools across the country have this design, but I think it is cute.

Ninish: Imagine something like this butwith only 1 line in the skirt.

Im not attending any clubs.Viva the go-home club!By going home you can play as much as you want.

Im a Public Morals committee member.Why, you ask? Its because there were no volunteers so the teacher chose me of his own accord.Apparently it was because I wear my uniform exemplarily.It goes without saying that I felt like dying when I heard the reason.

I am spending such a daily life, but unfortunately its the midde of summer vacation now. Mydaily routine is to wake up at noon and to stay up late every night. What I do within that time frame will be left toyour imagination.Yesterday I definitely sulked in bed out of spite Eh? Somehow my memories seem unclear.Well, I should have woken up at noon today too, but maybe the dream I was having was a bad one.I dont particularly feel like it was a bad dream, but I dont remember the contents anyway.I cant draw any conclusion on it.

Oh siblings of mine! Would you like to go to the summer festival with me!?!

My oldest brother hastily enters the living room from the entrance hall, without saying a word before proudly holding up a poster.It shows an ill.u.s.tration of spectacular fireworks with children frolicking about merrily.

Ah Right, it was today. Just go on your own, Honokoniichan.

I turned around to look at it just once from where I was holding an ice cube in my mouth while watching TV with my legs crossed on the sofa, but that posters pasted all around the neighborhood so Im already tired of seeing it.Touka too is savouring some ice while keeping his eyes on a magazine, ignoring our brother completely.By the way the origin of my older brothers name goes without saying.His name is written as , with the kanji forFaintlyplus the one forSquare Jewel, and read as Honoka. When he was a new born baby, my father spouted, He gives off a faint sweet smell (honoka ni amai nioi ga suru), which sounded like he was saying, Honoka gives off a sweet smell, and so my older brother was given quite the lovely name, just like Touka.[^7]Well its obvious that hed smell like that because babies smell of milk, duh.

Whaaaat! This kind of things are fun precisely because you go with a lot of people!

What lot of people, theres only three of us. (Itoka)

My parents are on vacation in Hawaii.How would it be fun, with just us siblings; moreover wed have to be within a whole crowd of riajuus.[^8]Id rather stay home lazing about, just like I like it.

Youll go with me, right Touka?!

Touka glanced up from his magazine at out brother for just a moment, but his face scrunched up as if to say, So bothersome.

Oh, now that you mention that, Touka intended to go with his girlfriend, did he.

Unlike our elder brother who has declared to be completely free, Im certain that Touka has a girlfriend whom he has dated for a month.I remember running into them once on my way back from school. Touka looks my way, sighs, and then he stares down at his magazine again.

She broke up with you, maybe?

Shut up.

Bulls-eye.

Oh, no way. When was it? I saw you together last week, maybe you broke up recently? Oh my.

Please just shut up.

Hes looking at the magazine with his back turned at me as if to say Please leave me alone, but I dont think that he actually has his mind in that fas.h.i.+on magazine filled with delicately smiling rich ladies.He said that he was going out with her because she confessed to him, but it looks like that was not the case.

Including this one, how many times has it been? Thats why people call you playboy.

Youre the only one who calls me that, and I aint no playboy.

With your bleached hair, the piercings, the colored contacts and your destroyed uniform, which part of you doesnt look like a playboy? Please adhere to the schools regulations properly.

Thats fas.h.i.+on! And they dont tell me anything about it, so its fine. Besides, its because you go around saying things like that that people call you a model student; if you dont enjoy yourself more then youre just wasting your life away!

Please dont say stuff like rules are meant to be broken like Oniichan does. The most important thing is to live without causing trouble. Moreover, even if you dont have the smarts, as long as your appearance is flawless the teachers will like you.

Wow thats scary.

Whats scary about it. To live without causing trouble,that is the most important;moving forwards without meddling into troublesome matters and avoiding all unpleasant things.This is the so-called if I may say so myself, but if youre not smart, in order to properly enter our society the most essential point is to enter the group of the good human beings.

Good! Well be going to the festival to heal Toukas broken heart!!

How does this have anything to do with that!

Apparently Oniichan still hasnt given up, as hes raising a poster of playing children in front of the television.Did he possibly take it from somewhere before coming here?That seems like it.

Oh, my interest for watching TV has been blown away.When I finish eating my ice cream, I throw the stick into the garbage bin and stand up from the sofa.

Come here, Hana, lets take a bath together.

I picked up Hana who was happily snuggling up to my legs and headed to the bathroom with her.

Wh-what?! Thats outrageous, Im so envious! Your Oniichan will go too!

Niichan thats a crime. How old do you think you are. (Touka)

Where is the crime! Wheres the problem with taking a bath with your family members!

Well then, will you join me?

Boring.

Wheres the fun in entering the bath with fellow men, our brother refuses with a serious expression.

And so things became like this.

Okay! What do you want to eat? Onii-chan will splurge today!

The jinpei-wearing Honoknii is now amidst the children, wearing a mask of a famous character on his head, and water balloons in both hands.Is this what a respectable adult should look like? Touka too, is wearing a jinpei of mismatched colors,with a fox mask that he was forced to wear by our older brother, and which unexpedtedly suits him.By the way, no one will have a fanservice scene of me wearing a yukata, because Im wearing my usual hooded sweats.h.i.+rt plus shorts.Sometimes I get mistaken for a man, but Im used to it so I dont particularly mind.My chest is a precipitous cliff, my bad.

(A jinpei is traditional wear for men, common in summer festivals. Its like a j.a.panese styled s.h.i.+rt + shorts)

Even so, this crowd is incredible. Thisfireworks festival once a year seems to be a magnificent event event in this area, and Im surprised because even some regional cameras have come.Its a large-scale fireworks display which invited some famous talents and entertainers.Id rather watch it from atop a roof while drinking some soda, however.

But if you treat me, I wont hold back.

Well then, I will have takoyaki and yakisoba, ikayaki and candied apples, issenyaki and some grilled corn. Oh, I want some umemochi too~

takoyaki (octopus meat b.a.l.l.s) yakisoba (fried buckwheat noodles)

ikayaki (grilled squid) issenyaki (it has other names too. dont know what it is tho) umemochi (plum mochi)

Eating is a source of happiness; it is my motto to eat without leaving behind any delicious thing. You have a problem with it?

Even if it is grotesque to the eye like a sea cuc.u.mber, or is smelly like a durian, or a human bein Eh?

Wait a moment, me.Why are you considering humans as things to eat?Maybe because of the cannibal movie I saw the other day?Aah, thats scary.Its insane for humans to eat other humans.Im left s.h.i.+vering.

Th-thats all right! Oniichan will buy it all so just wait for me! And once I have come back do call me Oniitan from now on! Hahahahahaha![^9]

I wonder why his tension is so high.I cant keep up with him.

Staring at the back of our brother who run away like a villian spouting his parting words, we fell silent, and I ended up making eye contact with Touka.

What do we do now? (Itoka)

Hm Oh, should we scoop up a goldfish?

We cant keep one, because of Hana.

Someone once wrote, Do it for the sake of doing it. Besides, didnt you like goldfish scooping?

That was when I was little.

Although we just went with the flow and ended up coming to the festival, since we came all the way here itd be a waste to go home without watching fireworks.Anyhow, with the idea of, Since theres some time left before the fireworks start, lets kill some time, we started circling around the boots, but most of them are the customary ones thatd be popular with the kids, such as goldfish scooping, quoits and pingpong. While Im wondering if there would be something fun to do, I casually s.h.i.+ft my line of sight somewhere else and notice a store where gifts are arranged on a shelf.A simple table is set up in front of the prizes, on top of which is a toy gun.

Okay, how about target shooting?

When I point at it with a finger, Touka goes, Got it, just for the sake of doing it.

Although he seems dissatisfied, hes good at shooting practice despite his looks.I ask him to aim at the portable game console and he easily takes it down for me. Hm, despite being my younger brother hes quite good.Hm?Why a game console and not a stuffed toy?Its obviously because the price of the game console is higher.Sorry that Im an opportunistic person.

Doing this and that, time goes by and it is almost time for the fireworks to be launched. As we wander around looking for a place to watch them, Touka extends his hand to me, pa.s.sing me the thing he must have bought at some point without my notice.

Hey, Neechan, you like this, right?

What he hands over is a white, fluffy, and sweet confection that is rolled dozens of times around a stick. Nowadays its often wrapped in a bag stamped with different characters, aiming to become a snack for children, but this one is completely bare.

Cotton candy? So nostalgic. Thanks.

I receive it and take a bite, and the sweetness of sugar unique to cheap confections spreads within my mouth and melts away in a blink of an eye.I remember that once, long ago, since I loved them a lot, I bought several of them and carefully brought them home; but when the next day came, they were damp and sticky and that ended up making me cry, huh.

But, somehow, I wonder why, but this, makes me feel a stir in my heart.

Whatre ya standing there in a daze for, didnt you like this?

I like it.Iunconditionallylove sweet things.Moreover I like more the old-fas.h.i.+oned sweets.But, whats this?I dont understand.But I know it. What do I know? Just something. That this looks quite similar, to something.

Neechan?

I dont know.

Huh?

I think I m about to remember something, but I dont know what it is.

It looks quite alike, but its something different.I wonder what it is.It was at the tip of my tongue; this feeling of wanting to remember but not remembering is the worst.

The sun is setting, and the slightly cooler air felt pleasantly fresh on my skin.I feel like Im having a cold seat, perhaps my summer cold has truly come back.

If its something important, youll remember it sooner or later, right?

Hmm, maybe.

Still, there is a part of me that cant agree with that.

Ah, I feel like Im suffocating.

Good evening, Itoksan. And Touka.

A calm voice calls calls our names from nearby. While holding the cotton candy in my mouth, I turn around to the sweet smile of a refres.h.i.+ng boy.

Naoki, am I Neechans freebie product? Were even in the same cla.s.s, youre such a heartless guy.

Sorry, sorry; I just didnt think that youd attend an event like this.

Naoki smiles bitterly when Touka curses about Niichan dragging me here.His face a little different from a j.a.panese person, as he is half j.a.panese and half French. He has black, short hair, but his blue irises are eye-catching.Hes Toukas one and only best friend; they have been childhood friends since way back.But nows not the time to be describing Naoki.

Is your physical condition okay?

Yeah, considerably so.

Naokis const.i.tution is so weak you could attach a super in front of weak. He often visits the schools infirmary, and at the school festival he gets simple tasks like being a scene s.h.i.+fter. Even though it could be said that he became a refres.h.i.+ng person, to partic.i.p.ate in an event like this where he could be easily exhausted by the crowd, even though hes fine at the moment, it makes me worried that he may collapse at some point.

Dont lie, your face looks sick. (Touka)

I cant help it. Actually, Im on my way home from the hospital, but I saw Itoksan and I tried coming over.

Dont push yourself, you have to go home and rest. Ill send you back, so lets go? (Itoka)

But, the fireworks will start soon.

We can still watch the fireworks next year, but Naoki is more important.

When pulling Naokis arm and going out to the sidewalk by following the path along the food stalls, everything becomes quiet like the enthusiasm of the crowd just now was all a lie.

Hey, just what is Niichan doing?

Rus.h.i.+ng over from the back, Touka comes after us.

Lets just leave him behind to his own luck.

No way. Ill send Naoki back, Neechan, you go meet with Niichan and come back home together with him.

Why should I do that.

Just do it! It wont do you any bad!

Eehm, Ill be fine even if Touka doesnt

Iwillsend you back!

Hey younger brother, you dont want me to hold onto Naoki that much?Sorry that your Neechan hasnt known such a deep friends.h.i.+ps love.I geeet it, I say, as I decide not to bother the two of them anymore. To watch a fireworks festival just with my older brothermay be too lonesome for a girl of a marriable age, but well, maybe such a thing is good from time to time too.

As Im seeing them off, I see Touka pus.h.i.+ng Naoki as if he was in an ill mood.

Dont hit sick people, Touka!

In the end, I reunited with my older brother who came from the back with his arms full of souvenirs. We later returned by strolling at the roadside while watching the fireworks, and stuffing our cheeks full with the things he bought. Perhaps one day, these would become good summer memories for me.

 

Chapter 61

Welcome back, me.

Tld by Ninish~

Today is a school day. Thehateful day in which we return to reality from summer vacation.Well, it will only be until noon, so I shall forgive you.What kind of G.o.ddess you think you are, me.

I wake up because of the alarm I set on the previous day, and change into my uniform with half-asleep eyes. When I go downstairs into the living room, on top of the table theres some bentou made by Touka, who should already have left for school.But theres a problem the number of bentous.

Theres two? Did Touka forget his bentou?

He should have made three; one for our working older brother, one for me to eat once I come back home at noon, and the other would be his own since he would stay behind at school until evening because of club activities.However, the two remaining ones mean that Touka forgot to bring his with him.I laughed with a bitter smile at him for forgetting to bring something he made himself; he also has a cute side to him, hm. After putting one of the bentous in my bag, I leave the house.

After finis.h.i.+ng the task of returning to the reality and quietness of a school day, and meeting the friends and the homeroom teacher whose faces I havent seen in a while, I want to return home to just laze about, but today I have a mission.I have to deliver the bentou that I put in my bag to Touka. Because I aint such a useless sister who would abandon her starving younger brother.I know that being hungry is so harsh that it can become painful, to the point youd eat other humans Yeah, It seems that I have become broken because of this summers heat.I dont even feel like retorting to myself.

My younger brothers middle school is not so far away from the high school I attend; I have so pa.s.s by it on my way back.Ill get there in a moment since I go to school by bike.

With the crisp sound of the pedals, I advance towards my destination while facing the lukewarm summer wind.

Sooo hooooooot.

No matter how much I pedal the wind doenst become refres.h.i.+ng.It is such a h.e.l.l when I have to stops at a red light.Suddenly I start sweating because of having been moving, so I wipe the sweat with a towel, but the heat of my body does not go down.I want to quickly return home and go to sleep in the room that has an air conditioner. Pus.h.i.+ng down those feelings, Ireturn to the task of rowing the pedals.

Arriving at his middle school, I place my oh so beloved bike in the bike parking area, and head to the clubroom where my brother ought to be, while trying not to stand out.Although Touka looks like that, hes a member of the blooming with youthfulness track and field club.There were a lot of times during the vacation when he wasnt at home because of attending summer training camps.Above all, his specialty is running at short distances; he even has a record of partic.i.p.ating in a tournament and winning the champions.h.i.+p; such a capable younger brother I have.While I feel proud as his older sister, at the same time, as an older sister Im so useless.Sorry for being such a good-for-nothing oneechan, Touka.

I visit the club room with the intent of stealthily peering inside, but n.o.body is there.Maybe they are practicing at the sports grounds? After thinking of that, I swiftly try to turn around but Im startled by someone who was behind me.

Oh? Isnt that you, Ito-chan? Did something happen?

In front of me was a lively girl, who had her brown-dyed hair up in a ponytail, and whose skin was tan because of the sun. I was startled for amoment, but I immediately calm down at seeing a familiar figure.

Such a good timing, Yuu; I wonder if you could pa.s.s this to Touka? He has club activities today but he forgot his bentou.

I take out the bentou box from my bag and hold it out for her, and she receives it.My mission is now complete.Lets return now.

Touka should be accompanying Nao at the school infirmary Thats right! Dont you want to go with me, Ito-chan?

What.

At the school infirmary? Did Naoki collapse again?

Oh my, right on the heels of yesterday.

I was thinking that he was in an unexpectedly good condition today, but when the morning cla.s.s ended, he abruptly collapsed! Just like his batteries had run out. I was so surprised! And then the teacher tried to call the ambulance. Even though this always happens!

Taking precaution is never excessive.

Well, thats true too

Its just that the teacher is p.r.o.ne to worrying too much, she adds with a sigh.According to what Im told, five ambulances were dispatched last month due to Naoki.Thats excessive indeed.Naokis condition is not an acute disease, but he often suffers from anemia. The usual pattern is that hell be betterafter lying down for a while.

But as expected, Im worried about him so I decide to go to the infirmary.Of course Im not thinking of wicked things such as how the infirmary will be cooler than here at all!

Im in a different uniform, and as a highschooler I feel some resistance to loitering about a middle school. Moreover some curious stares are coming my way, but Im saved somewhat by the fact that cla.s.ses have ended and there are few students around.Forgive me for standing out.

With a, please excuse me, I enter the school infirmary together with Yuu, but the doctor is not here; and in the bed is Naoki, while my younger brother Touka is sitting in a chair by his side.

Neechan? Just why are you here.

I came to deliver your bentou. You must thank me, Touka!

Oh.

Toukas expression says Ah d.a.m.n when hes handed his bentou box by Yuu.Apparently he hadnt notice that he forgot it.His cheeks redden a little in embarrasment.

M-more importantly, listen, Naoki has this thing!

Trying to change the subject in a panic, hes so cute, this d.a.m.n guy.

Now that he said so, I wonder if Naokis all right. I glance at his face and am relieved that hes not so terribly pale.I guess he recovered a bit after taking a rest, but, as Touka pointed out, hes holding a small open book in his hands.

Hm? Whats that? Looks like an ancient book?

Yuu peers into its content with great interest.Its thick like a dictionary, but its small enough to fit snugly in the palm of your hand.Its colors are faded as if it had acc.u.mulated dust for a long time.

I found it at the library. I tried to borrow it since it was unusual, but it had no card so I just brought it out with me. I wonder if someone left it there as a prank? (Naoki)

Er That is to say, you dont know if you could bring it out without permission? (Itoka)

Perhaps it is what is known as a forbiden book.I look at the covers spine, but I see no mark that could indicate such a thing.

But its strange, look at this. (Naoki)

Naoki holds a spark in his eyes as he shows us the contents.Naoki loves reading, and itd not be an exaggeration to say that the word bookworm was invented just for him. When he finds something to be extremelyinteresting he comes show it to me, but Id like you to please stop it with the scary books like the blackmagic ones. Just look forordinary novels, I beg you.

Wow, what is this, English? No, it cant be. (Yuu)

Right? These weird letters look like crawling worms. Dont you think its some kids prank too? (Touka)

But Touka, its pretty elaborate for a prank; look here, it even has ill.u.s.trations. (Naoki)

The three people express their thoughts to each other thoughtfully, but I cant see the contents of the book from here. Let me see it for a bit,I say as I take the book from Naoki. There, there was a fine ill.u.s.tration of a drawn landscape which just couldnt have been drawn by children.Next to it are the characters that, as Touka described, look like crawling worms, but still are scrawled evenly.

What is this, its like something that could be cla.s.sified as the ancient characters that you could watch on television.Theres no way we could decipher such a thing.You should pa.s.s it to an archaeologist. Or to a collector of curiosities.But I got the feeling that this is not that kinda thing.It seems to be just a book but yeah, its something that shouldnt exist in this world.

I give a bitter smile at having started to think like my older brother does, and turn the pages, but only more ill.u.s.trations and strange letters come out. What, this books not interesting at all, I say.

Woah!?

I close the book and try to return it to Naoki, but Touka who was by his side suddenly crouchs down while holding his head.

Touka, whats wrong?

I tought that maybe he saw a bug, but I s.h.i.+ft my line of sight to peer at his face, and his eyes were wide open and s.h.i.+fting all over the place.

Wh-whats with this voice!!

What voice?Whats he talking about?

Whatsthis!?

This time Yuu holds her head and begins to look around.As I thought, her voice too, shes muttering.

This is a girls voice?

Even Naoki closes his eyes and scrunches his brow while on the bed.

Uhm, wait a moment.I cant hear any voice at all.Rather, I cant hear anything other than the voices of three people who are making noise.

I dont know whats going on.I cant do anything but stare at them all dumbfounded; while they bend their heads in pain because of hearing a strange voice.

In the end, I become surprised because the book I was about to return to Naoki begins to emit light.

Wh, whats this!?

I let go of the book in a panic. At the moment that the book falls onto the floor, it actually starts to glows more brightly, and that light creates several bands that begin to creep over the floor of the infirmary. Its like it isenclosing us; yes, something like a magical formation that Ive seen in games emerges, giving off a s.h.i.+ning golden light.

T-, Touka! Naoki! Yuu!

I call their names, but the three of them have closed their eyes as if they were enduring something harsh.

What the h.e.l.l is going on!? Moreoverthis super development is similar to the beginning of a hero summoning template that my brother made me read about before.No, I dont actually know whats happening in front of my eyes; but, a mysterious voice that only the protagonists can hear, an old book that suddenly starts giving off light, and a magical formation This, absolutely means, that something will happen!!

My head is chaos at the paranormal phenomenon which should absolutely never happen in reality, and yet it is now happening right in front of me. My instict tells me that this is dangerous so I try to leave the infirmary, however, the door which I attempt to open is closed tightly as if it was locked with a key.

No way!? I was open until just now!?

Ill run away even if I have to break the window to escape!Although I lift the chair where Touka had been sitting and try to hit the window strongly with it, Touka catches me by the arms and ends up stopping me.

N-Neechan whatre ya doing! Thats dangerous!

Its more dangerous to stay here!

Heeey!I dont know whatll happen but I dont want to get caught in it!Let go of me, little brother!!

As we are struggling like this the floor lights up even more, and our sense of direction disappears just as if s.p.a.ce itself had been twisted. I dont even know when I let go of the chair and it fallsoff my hand, disappearing somewhere.Toukas hands which were holding onto my arms disappear too.Not only that.My surroundings disappeared.I cant see anything because of the pure-white light. I feelbad, as if I was thrown just as I am into outer s.p.a.ce; I cant stay standing and try to stick my feet to the floor.No, I cant even confirm if the floors still there.I dont understand a single thing.

I could just feel, like my consciousness is swaying and began falling down.

Spinning spinning spinning spinning.

The inside of my head is chaotic like a storm.

Spinning spinning spinning spinning.

I closed my eyes tightly without knowing what was what.

Who am I?

Someone speaks to me.I reply.

Itoka.

Who am I?

I am Itoka; yeah, Itoka.

Who am I?

Didnt I just tell you that Im Itoka

But, I should have another name.

Another name?

Once more.Remember, a name that sounds similar: that name.

I dont have anything like that.

There has to be one.Please think carefully, now.

Mines a weird name, but this name that my parents gave me is the only one I have, you know.

Really?

Really.

Really?

Really!

Can you really say that?Can you really affirm it?Can you really swear thats true?

All right, one more time.

Itoka.

All right, one more time.

Itoka.

All right, one more time.

Ito.

All right, one more time.

Vito?

Yeah, thats it.So, what am I?

A human.

Thats right, but what was I until just a while ago?

A Dragon, which carried human memories.

Correct.So one last thing.What happened to me?

I, died.

When I open my eyes, a girl with two clear-cut blue eyes smiles at me.

Welcome back, me.