Yahiro: Ah, what? What is this? What is this noise? He woke up and opened his eyes.
Itami: Yahiro, Yahiro, are you awake? Yahiro, are you alive? Answer me. (With shouting and crying.)
I was standing next to Itami, and Yahiro woke up saying: What happened? Why am I here? And who are you?
We were surprised, Itami and I. He kept crying when he realized that Yahiro had lost his memory. I examined Yahiro and found that he had completely lost his memory, but not for a long time. So I told Itami to calm down, and I calmed him, but he did not listen, so I shouted at him. When he looked, I told him that he had lost his memory but he would recover it.
Suddenly, the hospital room door was forcefully opened. I looked and found the doctors gathered, saying: What is this noise? What is happening?
They came because of Itami's shouting, so I quickly showed them my ID and proved to them that I am a doctor. I calmed them and explained everything.
Then I took Yahiro and Itami to their home; they were living together.
When we arrived and Yahiro lay on the bed, I asked Itami, who was sitting beside him in the room and sad:
I said: Why are you this sad?
He replied: He is my closest friend, he is my master and my friend.
I answered: Your master? Why master? What happened?
He said: When I was five years old, Yahiro and I were neighbors, but our families were fighting and did not allow us to play together. One day, Yahiro and I agreed to go on a trip without our parents knowing.
In the morning, we went to the park without anyone seeing us, and it was all Yahiro's plan; he was very smart.
During the trip, we played for a long time, then we got tired and wanted to go back. While we were playing and running, we did not notice the way we were taking, and we got lost. Night came and we were tired from searching, so Yahiro slept on a park bench, and I slept with him.
Suddenly, someone woke us up, we opened our eyes, and saw our families together. They were looking for us, and our mothers were crying. I thought they had reconciled, but a fight happened between them.
Both (my father and Yahiro's father) blamed each other:
My father: Your son took my son.
Yahiro's father: No, your son took my son. Are you trying to kill my son or what?
People intervened and separated them; they wanted to hit each other in the park.
Then we returned home. My father remained angry; I told him the truth but he did not believe and said they wanted to kill us.
Suddenly, he took his weapon and fired at Yahiro's house, unintentionally killing Yahiro's older brother.
Yahiro's father called the police, and they took my father to prison. My mother and I kept crying.
When Yahiro's father came and saw our situation, he went to court and offered to release my father on the condition that I (Itami) serve them.
My father refused at first, but I convinced him with difficulty, so he agreed and was released, and I went to serve them.
I kept calling Yahiro "master," but he did not allow me to say it, he said: Don't call me master.
I told him that your family would beat me if I said your name, so he said: Okay, then only call me master when they are with us.
He was the only one who was not angry with me when his brother died because he knew it was both our fault. He was kind to me, and over time we became friends.
Yahiro asked his parents to let me enter school with him; they agreed, and we graduated together. Our parents died of old age, and we became guards, and what happened happened.
(Back to events)
Izumi's curiosity increased to know one thing, so he asked him: Why did you leave him alone there when he was injured?
He said: He was numbering plans from 1 to 20, each number carries a plan, and he forced me to memorize them. When the gang came, he said: Execute plan number...
Suddenly, Yahiro (the injured guard who was sleeping) said: Number 3, right?
Itami and I were surprised and happy that his memory returned so quickly because he was very smart.
Suddenly, the joy was incomplete; I received a call from Oshira.
I answered and heard a very loud noise and Oshira's screams:
Izumi! Save me, please! It's Itara... Itaraa...
Then the call was cut off.
I rushed to the car and went to Oshira's house. On the way, I called Itara.
He answered, and I said: Itara, why did you do all this? What do you want from me?
Itara answered in surprise: What are you talking about?
I said: What did you do to Oshira, Itara?
He replied: Who is Oshira? I don't even know her.
Then I hung up and was shocked at what I saw.
Oshira's house was on fire! The fire was very strong, and fire trucks were around putting out the fire.
I rushed, took a fire extinguisher, and quickly entered, putting out the fire around me, shouting: Oshira! Where are you?
I reached the room and saw Oshira standing far from the fire approaching her, about to burn her.
I tried to extinguish the fire that was approaching unnaturally, but the extinguisher ran out.
What should I do? What must I do?
I remembered my right foot, hit the extinguisher, and said: Renew!
It renewed, I extinguished the approaching fire, and we went out.
I made sure Oshira was alone in the house and that her parents were on a trip.
After we left, Oshira and I sat on the edge of the road, and I calmed her down about what happened.
She was trembling with fear, so I said to her:
Calm down, calm down, everything is fine. Thank God for safety.
I noticed the house was burning strongly, not an ordinary fire but a huge blaze.
Then I suggested she come and spend the night at my house because she had no home.
When I went to my car to go home, I did not find my car!
I searched and searched, but it was not there.
Then I noticed something red near where my car was.
There was a red writing on the ground, saying:
You will go with them to hell.