Reincarnation: A Quite Revenge

Chapter 3 - Arrival of the Renters

After finishing all the food, Hiro immediately took out his compounds. Signs that his stomach is full. He now moved his vision around.

Hiro asked Akira a lot of things. First he asked the year he was now. Then continue to ask about objects such as television, heating, AC and items that happen to be in the room.

Akira is actually very confused by the amnesia that Hiro suffers from. Was it supposed to be that way? how could he not know the usefulness of the things around him. Akira felt that the amnesia his son was experiencing was very severe. Even Hiro looks as if he has just witnessed the tall buildings that appear in the window.

"Hiro, have you completely forgotten everything? but do you remember the usefulness of this thing?" Akira took out a cell phone from his pocket. The phone itself was indeed Hiro's, just before the man had a head injury.

Hiro's forehead wrinkled, he immediately shook his head. Clearly he did not know the function of the phone that was being held by Akira.

"While this is your favorite thing," Akira said, raising both his eyebrows excitedly. As a mother, the forty-eight-year-old woman certainly knew about Hiro's habits. Playing mobile phone until you forget time. In fact, it is not uncommon for Akira to explode his anger, because Hiro is too excessive to use his phone.

"What is that thing? is it the same thing that can regulate the temperature of a room?" Hiro likens the usability of the phone to an AC remote. His face looks plain. Proving that he really doesn't know.

Akira chuckles. The reflex hand held his own mouth. She felt like she was facing a toddler who had just grown up. Akira then turns on his phone and shows Hiro a video.

"Is this a small version of television?" hiro asked interested. His pupils instantly enlarged.

"Take it that way, and its usefulness is easier than television. The name is mobile, people now mostly call it smarthpohe. It means smart phone," explained Akira slowly while giving the phone to Hiro.

"This thing looks smart!" said Hiro who was amazed by the cellphone in his hand.

"That's yours!" akira said, to make Hiro's eyes back to pattern.

"really? you gave it to me?" ask Hiro to make sure. Akira answered with a nod of his head. Instantly a patrian smile was engraved on Hiro's face.

"Thank you!" reply Hiro who slightly bowed his body.

"It was indeed your phone from the beginning" Akira said as he patted Hiro's shoulder gently. The two soon rested.

In the late night. Hiro happens to wake up from his sleep. Slowly his head turned to the side, right where Akira was. The sincere-hearted woman was sleeping soundly near Hiro's hand.

'If he knew that I wasn't the real Hiro, he would be very sad, would the real Hiro have died?' hiro murmured inwardly, while staring pusar at Akira's face that looked slightly wrinkled. 'It turns out this is how it feels to have a mother.' Hiro is back.

Hiroshi never got affection from his parents. Since childhood, he has been in the ninja academy. Now that he's become Hiro Kenichi, he feels something unexpected. The love of a mother.

Hiro thinks life in the 21st century feels easy and practical. He concluded it because he saw sophisticated objects that made his life feel comfortable. Hiro felt really pampered with those foreign goods. He is curious and sometimes nervous. Afraid in case one of those sophisticated objects poses a danger. Because Hiro knows fully that something must have advantages and disadvantages.

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Three days passed, Hiro was allowed to go home by a doctor. The morning sun greeted from behind the window. Its luminaries began to beat the lights that were on. Akira seemed to have woken up in a neat state of clothing.

Hiro who just woke up from his sleep immediately asked, "Where are you going?"

After changing clothes, Hiro was fully prepared to go home. He and Akira this time boarded the bus, which obviously would not cost too much.

Hiro was of course made even more confused. Especially when he and Akira are walking in tandem at the terminal. His head moved to the right and left, astonished at the large number of people passing by. He even accidentally got hit by some people who suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hiro, hold Mom's hand!" akira said as she held tightly to her son's arm. Hiro automatically follows Akira's steps. Both are now on the bus. Sit side by side together.

"Is this thing dangerous?" hiro whispered softly into Akira's ears.

"No, if you're not reckless to get out while the bus is running," Akira replied softly. Hiro nodded his head in understanding.

Hiro and Akira will return to Kyoto. Both of them are now in Tokyo because they want to take care of something important. But an accident that results in Hiro being injured, makes Akira decide to go home first.

Hiro sighed as he felt the bus start walking. For him it feels the same as riding a car, but only in a larger size.

After taking a few hours, Hiro and Akira finally arrived home. Akira walks the lead first, entering an area of buildings called flats. Akira's house number is 207, right on the seventh floor.

Hiro stepped foot for the first time to the house. He witnessed the state of the place where he would live was very alarming. From the start of broken glass, dirty dishes and clothes that accumulate, as well as unpleasant odors.

"I haven't had time to clean the clothes of our customers. Tomorrow it has to be returned!" said Akira who suddenly busied himself taking a pile of clothes on the sofa.

"Customer?" hiro asked not to understand.

"I washed clothes for Hiro people, that's where I could get money from" Akira said, grunting violently. "You better rest in the room." Akira opens Hiro's room door.

Dugm! Dugm! Dugm!

There was a sound on the front door. It can be known from the tone of the beat, if the person who met was angry.

"I'll open-"

"No Hiro!" Akira hurriedly prevented his son. He immediately placed his index finger in front of his lips, so that Hiro could close his mouth tightly.

"OPEN DOOR! otherwise, we don't hesitate to break it!" said the man who had been banging on the door.

"Who is he?!" hiro asked with a bulging eye.

"He seems to be a loan shark subordinate!" akira answered while showing her panicked face. Desperate, he finally galloped towards the door and opened it. Akira was immediately treated harshly by the two burly male guests. They pushed Akira to the floor.

"When are you going to delay the payment, huh?!" timpal one of the men with a dragon tattoo on his neck. He squatted down while raising a threatening look at Akira.

"Basic shit!" peekik Hiro who did not accept the mother was hurt. He lifted a kick right into the face of the man who had pushed Akira down.