As we fly past the birds in the sky, a white wing soaring through the clouds shines in the sunlight, and there it is Japan as we fly above the massive buildings gleaming with lights so this is it huh japan the place ill be for the next 4 years of my life I guess ill take a little nap we still got like an hour until we land.
"So, are you going to wake up or not?" I hear as I open my eyes to see a blur in front of me. "God, are you taking me to the light?" As my eyes adjust, I notice a man with dark brown hair, black eyes, and tanned skin in front of me, wearing one of the greatest grins on his face "Is that how do you greet your stepbrother?" As he gets closer to my window seat and goes for my belongings, "Wait a second," I puzzledly replied, "Step Brother?"
After talking with him for a time, I discovered that he is my older stepbrother, Imai Shinji. "So Imai are you my only sibling?" I ask "Just call me by my first name were brothers," he says as we finally make it to the exit of the airport "Wait your first name is Shinji why'd you say your last name first" As we eventually exit the airport, he pauses in front of me and says, "This isn't America, Lawman."
Again, I learned a lot from Shinji in Japan. Not only do they say their sirname first, but it's normal to call people by their last name on first meetings, so would it be disrespectful if I just called everyone by their first name? I'm not sure. He also told me about my mother's side of the family. I have two brothers, Shinji and Jiro, who are twins and one year older than me I also have two sisters, one adopted and another half sister Masami and Yukiko Masami being the adopted one, therefore I technically have six siblings in all counting the other ones my father had. The only reason I'm in Japan is because his girlfriend at the time didn't want to look after me.
I should explain my situation my father was involved in a lot of gang activity, which led to his murder a few weeks ago, which caused a conflict among my father's side of the family. My grandparents wanted to take me in, but then my mother offered out of nowhere, and so now I'm here, "Yo lawman, this is the spot," Shinji says as I look in front of me to see an apartment. "This is your new apartment!" he adds as I stare at him bewildered. "Wait, so I'm not living with you?" I ask. "Nope," he answers with a smile on his face.
A few days later, as I was settling into my new house, I heard a knock on my door. And before I opened it, I over hear sounds from the other side about meeting me and a barely heard Shinji's voice. They knocked again, and I looked through my peephole to see 5 individuals one tall brown straight hair and a big plump face with pitch black eyes and a small tan like Shinji and standing right next to him is Shinji with a more defined look you can see his hair is very curly and soft from this side of the peephole and then a younger girl with brown hair and blue eyes matching the old lady standing in front of the five with a blonde girl wearing a school outfit standing behind her and then a huge knock at the door pushes me back a little as I forgot to open it has my fist grabs the handle I think about what to say to my new family members then I turn it to open it then I hear a loud sound as I see myself on the floor "You finally opened the door lawman" Shinji says with his foot up as if he just knocked the door down.
After the door issue, we all take a seat at the small coffee table-like object in the middle of my apartment; I opted to sit across from them on the other side, but then the woman in the middle starts staring at me and moves her hand closer to my face, muttering in another language. "She said you look precisely like your father," Shinji continues, so what I'm taking from this is that my mother can't speak English, right? I ask Shinji about it, and he confirms my theory. After about an hour of Shinji translating for the group, he explains that the only reason I'm living alone in the apartment is because the house they currently live in can't hold more people than the 5, which doesn't bother me anymore, and he explains what will happen now because the school year has just begun and I have no idea how to speak Japanese. Shinji explains that the first two months of my stay are for me to learn Japanese so that I can start school before the school year begins, therefore Shinji will come over every day to teach me more of this language.
A month goes by and I've started speaking decent Japanese, so Shinji thinks I should start school a little earlier than necessary, so he sends me a uniform and expects me to wash it every single day. I feel bad for Japanese highschoolers, but I guess I'll just have to deal with it. I've been asking Shinji to buy me some clippers so I can shave my little stubble, and I wonder what I look like. Before I came here, I was a pretty normal looking kid with decently short hair and a small stubble under my nose with hazel-ish eyes and eyes that poked out a little and an arched nose, but now that I look at it, my nose arch is barely visible, my hair goes down to the bottom of my neck, and my "tiny" stach has grown to a visible stach and a small stubble on my chin with baggy eyes. To be honest, I look like I sell drugs, which I probably do as I search in my cabinents for a hair tie but I find a picture of a woman it looks like she was with a person with dark black hair while wearing a suit I decide to ignore it and right next to it were some hair clips as I use them to tie up my hair and I got back to laying down.