But, when I opened my eyes I heard the drop of a liquid which is from the bag of dextrose I am shocked again why am I alive i look in my body and it was covered in bandages. I thought of it, why can`t they just let me die, when I look into my surroundings the room is not a hospital, but a old vintage style or should i say its like an japanese room where i saw on a tv. While I'm still looking around, in bed. I saw an old man sitting at the side of the room drinking a cup of tea looking at me. I panicked, I fell into the bed and crawl at the corner of the room in a panic.
what is he going to do with me?, who is he?
He look at me with concern in his eyes and slowly opened his mouth and said to me " its ok Dear don`t be afraid I`m just trying to help you" he said with a gentle tone. But I still don't believe him I don`t trust him and my body hurts, is it because of the governments doings I can`t take it anymore. I cried and
said why am I still alive. The old man replied " it is faith that brought you here" And I keep shouting at him. Suddenly a woman came in. I was shocked. I panicked and I didn't know why but I didn't want her to get any closer. I wanted to hide. I lift my hands to her, to tell her to go away, I didn't want this life; I didn't want to suffer anymore. I cried. And then the woman hugged me. She told me she wasn't my enemy and she was sorry for not saving me sooner. Her words carried sincerity but I couldn't resist the thought of her lying; of her being my enemy. So I pushed her.
She understood my feelings and left the room. I thought to myself "Where am I? Can anyone help me?".
I smelled something, food! I got brave enough to leave my bed and explore. I noticed when I got up my body still hurts but I sensed it downstairs. I couldn't resist it. It has been days since I last ate. My stomach gurgles. But I couldn't move down. I remembered the bell and rang it. My fear of those people didn't matter; I was STARVING! The old man came in and smiled. And the woman brought food, tons of it. We ate. The old man looked at me and told me I was beautiful, like a father would his little girl. I got embarrassed. I looked at the empty plates and was flushed. I thanked them and received a welcome.
The old man asked me to call him dad. Ha! Dad? He shook me, he told me he would adopt me. What?! I said to him after I recover I'm going back to my family. He told me I couldn't go back. I looked at him, confused, I knew it he's going to use me, to have a great power. While i was thinking then he said if you go back the government will find you, it will hurt you and hurt your family too. I paused to think "what will I do now?". The old man spoke again. "You may stay here, as I planned from the start. I will adopt you. In addition I will protect your family from danger.". I felt relief. I forcely agreed to the old ma-No! I mean dad. I agreed to "dad's" plan for adoption. He immediately taught me proper etiquette and his traditions.
In time I gained information on him. I was amazed. He is a world famous master, Takeshi Sato, the teacher of the top five heroes. I call him master out of respect now. A month passed and I became more comfortable here. Master taught me sword arts. I could only understand the basics like gripping, slashing techniques and forms at the start.
But after two years I mastered it. I impressed dad well. Normally it takes ten years to do what I do.
Oh by the way I'm 15 now☺️.
So he felt that I was ready to take jobs and applied me to some agent's association. I was taught many things, and I was success in every mission that i was assigned and After some time I became the top amateur agent, naturally.
One day I wanted to resign because I got bored of it, but the association requested my services for one last mission.