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Eden Virus

Copyright© 2020 by JTaKeo

Chapter 4

“Wait! Ryuuko!!” Asumi called out, finally catching up to me as we struggled to catch our breaths.

“What is happening with you?”

I threw myself on to her chest and cried.

“Asumi, I don’t know what is going on! I can’t remember anything and I’m seeing weird imagery and ... and...” I sobbed as the tears flowed uncontrollably from my eyes.

“There, there. It’s going to be okay.” She said as she gently embraced me.


“Here, I’ve got you that cherry drink you like so much.”

“T-thank you.”

She handed me a can of juice and sat beside me.

“How are you feeling?”

I did not respond. Slowly, I took a sip of the juice. Its sugary, tangy taste bubbled in my mouth and smoothly went down my throat. I was finally able to calm down, just a little. We both sat in silence as we watched the setting sun slowly disappeared beneath the horizons.

“You said,” Asumi’s voice finally broke the silence, “You don’t remember anything?”

I quietly stared at my can of juice.

“Then does that mean ... you don’t remember anything about me as well?” There was a hint of sadness in her voice. I could see her hands trembling slightly, as if she was afraid of hearing my answer.

“Yoshiteru Asumi, age 16. Your hobby is kendo, you love old fashion horror stories, hate green beans and is a sadist who enjoys picking on me because you think seeing me embarrassed is cute.”

“Wha-that ... that’s not true.”

I looked her in the eye and give a little smirk.

“Okay, maybe a little.”

“You also have a mark on your right shoulder from when we were kids, you tried to climb a tree and fell. Your 3 sizes are-”

“Stop! Stop! I get it, you remember me!” she interjected, her face flustered.

“We’ve also been best friends since elementary school.” I smiled as memories of our time together flowed through my head. I didn’t forget anything about her.

Asumi gave a sigh of relief as she rests her head on my shoulder.

“I’m glad you didn’t forget about me.”

“Me too...”

We continued to sit in silence. The sounds of birds crying could be heard overhead as they flew away to roost. A gentle breeze blew through our ears, as in a distance we could hear noises from the other clubs taking place. The excited shouting of the baseball club, and the far away sounds of practice from the school band as it went from noise to music.

 
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