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Chapter 20: Sealed Memories 1
When I've regained back my consciousness, I noticed that I'm actually sitting by the river, and my vision is fixed onto my small hands, and my small hands are currently adjusting the small paper boats floating on the river.
[Waitwaitwaitwaitwait? I remembered that just earlier that I've fainted by the small wooden house within the forest? Where did this river and small paper boat came from??? And what's with my small hands??????]
Seeing "my" small hands again adjusting the small paper boats, I realized that the owner of these small hands should be above seven to eight years old, and through the reflection by the riverside, I noticed that it showed my face, albeit myself when I was around seven to eight years old.
[How is this possible!!!!!!!!!!! Did I became smaller?]
I wanted to scream, but my throat couldn't come out with any voice; I then wanted to wave my hands away to knock off these paper boats, and then I realized I can't move my hands too.
[Only being able to think to myself, huh....... This is too shocking already, I can't really believe that this sort of thing would happen, and this kind of feeling feels like as if my soul had went into another's person body, exactly what is going on here!!]
Occasionally feeling "my" hands playing the paper boats accidentally sc.r.a.ping across the cool water surface, "my" body trembled; it was a kind of comforting feeling, when suddenly a childish-like voice floated from my back: "Hiroto, why did you secretly come out to play again, you'll believe that I'll tell tou- and kaa- san on you?"
Watching "my" small hands continuing to fiddle with the small paper boats, I felt my tiny mouth mumbling: "Baaakaa Asaka, always telling on me."
[Asaka nee-chan!!!! Here????]
"I've said many times already, don't call me baka! I am your nee-chan!!" From my back floated Asaka's childish-like voice.
"Baaka Asaka, Baaaka Asaka, Baaakaa Asaka, Baaaaka Asaka......................."
"Hiroto y-y-y-y-y-y-youu, waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh-I-want-to-tell-tou-and-kaa-san-that-you-bullied-me-waaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Asaka then knelt onto the ground, burying her face into her knees and started wailing.
Feeling myself that is currently playing paper boats having a grin slowly forming onto my face, "I" quickly took one of the small paper boats floating on the water and turned around, saying to Asaka: "All right, all right, don't cry, Asaka, Hiroto will give you this small paper boat to play ~~"
Little Asaka then raised her face from her knees, gently rubbing her eyes that had cried until it became sore with redness, as her white tender cheeks had a slight trace of blush redness in them.
Seeing her face like that, I felt that as if the me currently and this "me" had became one together.
"Really? Hiroto is so good hehehe." Still kneeling on the ground, Asaka immediately stopped crying and smiled as she stretched her hands to grab the small paper boat that "I" was holding onto.
Seeing Asaka's hands about to reach the small paper boat, "I" quickly retracted back my hands, causing Asaka to fall forward in surprise.
"Asaka no bakaaa, Hahahahahahahaaaaaaaaa, come and get it ~" "I" clutched my stomach with one hand as I pealed in laughter.
When I've regained back my consciousness, I noticed that I'm actually sitting by the river, and my vision is fixed onto my small hands, and my small hands are currently adjusting the small paper boats floating on the river.
[Waitwaitwaitwaitwait? I remembered that just earlier that I've fainted by the small wooden house within the forest? Where did this river and small paper boat came from??? And what's with my small hands??????]
Seeing "my" small hands again adjusting the small paper boats, I realized that the owner of these small hands should be above seven to eight years old, and through the reflection by the riverside, I noticed that it showed my face, albeit myself when I was around seven to eight years old.
[How is this possible!!!!!!!!!!! Did I became smaller?]
I wanted to scream, but my throat couldn't come out with any voice; I then wanted to wave my hands away to knock off these paper boats, and then I realized I can't move my hands too.
[Only being able to think to myself, huh....... This is too shocking already, I can't really believe that this sort of thing would happen, and this kind of feeling feels like as if my soul had went into another's person body, exactly what is going on here!!]
Occasionally feeling "my" hands playing the paper boats accidentally sc.r.a.ping across the cool water surface, "my" body trembled; it was a kind of comforting feeling, when suddenly a childish-like voice floated from my back: "Hiroto, why did you secretly come out to play again, you'll believe that I'll tell tou- and kaa- san on you?"
Watching "my" small hands continuing to fiddle with the small paper boats, I felt my tiny mouth mumbling: "Baaakaa Asaka, always telling on me."
[Asaka nee-chan!!!! Here????]
"I've said many times already, don't call me baka! I am your nee-chan!!" From my back floated Asaka's childish-like voice.
"Baaka Asaka, Baaaka Asaka, Baaakaa Asaka, Baaaaka Asaka......................."
"Hiroto y-y-y-y-y-y-youu, waaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh-I-want-to-tell-tou-and-kaa-san-that-you-bullied-me-waaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Asaka then knelt onto the ground, burying her face into her knees and started wailing.
Feeling myself that is currently playing paper boats having a grin slowly forming onto my face, "I" quickly took one of the small paper boats floating on the water and turned around, saying to Asaka: "All right, all right, don't cry, Asaka, Hiroto will give you this small paper boat to play ~~"
Little Asaka then raised her face from her knees, gently rubbing her eyes that had cried until it became sore with redness, as her white tender cheeks had a slight trace of blush redness in them.
Seeing her face like that, I felt that as if the me currently and this "me" had became one together.
"Really? Hiroto is so good hehehe." Still kneeling on the ground, Asaka immediately stopped crying and smiled as she stretched her hands to grab the small paper boat that "I" was holding onto.
Seeing Asaka's hands about to reach the small paper boat, "I" quickly retracted back my hands, causing Asaka to fall forward in surprise.
"Asaka no bakaaa, Hahahahahahahaaaaaaaaa, come and get it ~" "I" clutched my stomach with one hand as I pealed in laughter.
