Kenji Hagiwara stood in the bathroom, looking at the face in front of the mirror, with obvious confusion in his eyes.
The mirror perfectly showed his appearance. His blue drooping eyes were passionate and gentle. Even when he looked confused, he was still very attractive. His half-long silver-gray hair fell on his shoulders and even smelled of hair oil.
This face is handsome enough, but to Kenji Hagiwara, it is an absolutely unfamiliar face.
But his brain just told him: You have this face.
The sink was filled with expensive cosmetics and skin care products, all of which showed signs of use, and seemed to be used quite frequently.
A pair of black contact lenses were placed in the most conspicuous position, very obvious, as if waiting for him to open them.
"Kataki Genjin" has a silver-gray bun and black eyes. Since he is "Kataki Genjin", he needs to wear colored contact lenses.
After making an equation in his mind, Kenji Hagiwara put on the contact lenses without any resistance. Then Kenji Hagiwara tied a half bun at the back of his head with some awkwardness, leaving half of his hair draped over his shoulders. Then a complete "Kataki Genjin" appeared in front of the mirror.
Intuition and innate and acquired insight were constantly telling the brain about the wrongness of everything and the sense of incongruity. However, these emotions had just risen for less than half a second, and before they even alerted Kenji Hagihara, they were separated by an invisible screen.
Saiki K.'s hypnotic suggestion is generally quite useful when nothing unexpected happens. Does this sentence seem to be nonsense?
In short, Kenji Hagiwara felt like he was walking on cotton and couldn't find any sense of security at all. It seemed like something was wrong, but at the same time, nothing was wrong.
His name is Katai Genjin, he is 25 years old, and his job is... a male host? A sense of incongruity suddenly rose at this moment, and the blue eyes covered by the colored contact lenses were clear for a moment, and then disappeared in the next moment.
Kenji Hagihara bent down to wash his face, and the water accidentally wet his sleeves. When Kenji Hagihara folded up his sleeves, he suddenly found the bandage on his arm. Huh? When was I injured...?
Oh, yes, it was because I was hit by a reckless policeman last night... How did he get hit? Now I remember, it was a bomb, a tall building, glass fragments, explosion, escape...
Kenji Hagiwara suddenly felt a strange headache, as if some strong light and shadow exploded in front of his eyes. At the same time, his stomach, which had not taken in any food for a while, began to protest.
Kenji Hagiwara rested his hands on the sink for a while before slowly raising his head and staring at the unfamiliar face in front of the mirror. He inexplicably felt a sense of fear.
Who am I?
Public relations work is mostly done at night, and Kenji Hagiwara realized that he had a whole day to spare.
Let's go out for a walk. Hagiwara Kenji mechanically opened the door of the safe house, and the sunlight shone on him, giving him a feeling of long-lost. The buildings and flowers outside looked particularly warm under the winter sun. Hagiwara Kenji took a deep breath, suppressed his doubts, and put on his habitual, slightly frivolous smile.
His silver-gray hair had become a little softer due to dyeing, and it felt a little itchy when it was swept over his ears. Hagihara Kenji found a convenience store and bought a simple breakfast.
When he went to the cashier to pay, Kenji Hagiwara took out his wallet, glanced at the driver's license in the wallet, and kept smiling. He also naturally said good morning to the cashier and received the same pleasant response.
Kenji Hagihara bought the simplest pineapple bun and a cup of coffee, sat on a chair in the park, and watched the students and office workers passing by him on their way to school or work early in the morning.
His eyes scanned over the people who passed by him one after another, and he could easily analyze their occupations, as well as their general personalities and habits from their dress and decorations.
To him, it seemed like a very simple thing.
After finishing the pineapple bun, Kenji Hagihara put his injured hand in his pocket, held the heated coffee in the other hand, threw away the pineapple bun bag, stood up and left the park.
Where to go next? This question flashed through Hagiwara Kenji's mind.
It seemed that he had no place to go back to, nor any place he wanted to go. He just wandered aimlessly, walking everywhere, occasionally stopping to rest for a while, but never staying for too long.
So, it doesn’t matter where you go.
Just walk around and see where you are. Kenji Hagiwara made this decision very easily.
There were not too many people in the commercial street in the morning. Kenji Hagihara found a few particularly interesting stores and took out his mobile phone to take pictures, but suddenly realized that he seemed to be not used to using this phone - yes, now he remembered that because this phone was newly bought, he was not using it smoothly yet.
Kenji Hagiwara was given a new challenge. He leaned against the door of a store and began to learn how to use his newly bought mobile phone.
Because it was newly bought, the system inside was brand new. But even though it was his first time using it, Kenji Hagihara quickly got the hang of it. The clarity of the photos and the various software on it completely attracted Kenji Hagihara's attention.
In the past, he never seemed to realize how interesting mobile phones were. He only used them to send emails and make calls. I really missed a lot, Hagiwara Kenji sighed in his heart. He once again ignored the incongruity.
From the moment he woke up, the sounds he heard, the images he saw, and everything he touched seemed to be separated by a layer. Hagiwara Kenji closed his eyes, not letting his emotions show up - he seemed to be a person who was used to hiding his true emotions and was good at taking care of other people's moods.
Do you feel something incredible? It's amazing.
Time passed quickly, and before he knew it, the morning had passed. Hagiwara Kenji looked at the time and decided to go to his workplace. If possible, he should resign. Hagiwara Kenji felt that this job might not be suitable for him.
Just as Hagiwara Kenji turned around and was about to leave, he suddenly heard a clear female voice echoing not far away - just like glass suddenly shattering and pebbles splashing on the lake - Hagiwara Kenji suddenly froze.
It was as if the originally black and white world suddenly had color at this moment, the covered ears heard sounds, his feet stepped on solid ground, and everything seemed to become real.
"Sorry, you exceeded the speed limit by 21 kilometers. You will be fined 15,000 yen and have two points deducted." A woman in a traffic police uniform was standing by the window of a sedan, holding a ticket in her hand.
"You can't do this. There are children in the car, and you are driving so fast." The traffic police lady warned gently but sternly, handed the ticket to the car owner, and then turned around and walked back to her motorcycle.
Just when Chisu Hagiwara was about to leave, a strange voice with a familiar tone sounded behind her, and that person said, "Please wait!"
Hagiwara Chisu was stunned for a moment, turned around in confusion, and saw a man he had never seen before sprinting towards him - it was clearly a completely unfamiliar face, a person he had never seen before, a voice he had never heard of before, but at this moment, Hagiwara Chisu was still stunned where he was.
"Um, excuse me, I want to ask... have we, uh... met before?" After Hagiwara Kenji said this, he raised his hand and half covered his mouth in a state of despair.
Help, this isn't his setting, is it? It sounds just like a young boy trying to flirt with her... Hagiwara Kenji gave up on himself for a few seconds, trying to save his image: "I'm not flirting with you! I really think you look familiar..."
Oops, that sounds even weirder! Hagiwara Kenji didn't know how to describe his feelings at the moment. He didn't know why, but when he approached the traffic police lady in front of him, he felt very relaxed. The panic and confusion he had felt before disappeared after he approached the lady.
Security - this word came to Hagihara Kenji's mind. He felt safe next to this lady.
At this moment, Hagiwara Kenji was surprised to find that the traffic policewoman, who should have been as neat and steady as she looked, looked into his eyes and suddenly shed tears. She didn't even make any sound during the process, but just quietly watched him shed tears.
Seeing the clear tears sliding down the cheeks of the traffic police lady, Kenji Hagiwara suddenly panicked. His excellent eloquence, which he was usually proud of, was completely useless in front of this lady.
The young man with silver-gray hair and black eyes could only awkwardly reach out his hand. Realizing that his action was too frivolous, he found a tissue and handed it over. Hagiwara Kenji bent down and apologized, "Sorry! I didn't mean to do it! It was too sudden! I'm really sorry for scaring you!"
Chisu Hagiwara looked at the silver-gray head, took the tissue, and wiped the tears from her face. She tried not to cry in her tone and said calmly, "It's not your problem. I just thought of some things in the past."
Kenji Hagiwara raised his head hesitantly, and when he saw the traffic policewoman regain her serious and efficient demeanor, he breathed a sigh of relief silently.
The traffic policewoman with long brown hair softened her expression and looked at the strange yet familiar black eyes, as if she wanted to see the pure blue through the black contact lenses. "Can you tell me your name?"
"I am——" Katai Genjin.
The name Katae Genjin is not difficult to pronounce, and even a child can easily pronounce it. But at this moment, Hagiwara Kenji couldn't say it.
No matter who he is, he can introduce himself naturally. He said, "My name is Pian Yi Xian Ren, please give me your guidance."
But the strange thing was that he just couldn't say it in front of this traffic police lady.
Kenji Hagiwara opened his mouth and closed it again, not knowing how to answer this question.
Hagiwara Chisu didn't care and spoke in a very gentle tone.
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't answer."
Because I know who you are, I know your name.
No matter what you look like, no matter how much time has passed, I can recognize you at a glance.
——Because, you are my younger brother.