In her first life, she was a young lawyer-sharp, rational, and trained to believe only in evidence and truth. Emotions were distractions, and mysteries always had logical answers. But death doesn't always follow logic.
When she opens her eyes again...
"A long day at work, genuinely what does being a young lawyer help me. aside from me having workloads that aims to help the voiceless?" i sighed as i walk through the heavy rain without an umbrella.
A crow fell down Infront of me, its wings were scathed and bleeding.
"oh what the hell?!" i screamed in terror, but i sympathised the crow.
what is a bird, without its wings.
i had a clean handkerchief in my bag, and my water bottle. i gently cleaned the wound with the wet handkerchief,
"damn little crow, what happened?" i say as i joke about it, "but i guess there's really no joke for a bird with scratched wings.".
i muttered again.
the crow was silent, "you even have red eyes like those urban legend crows, that's really amazing!" i say happily.
"don't worry, it's all going to be okay little bird."
i finished wrapping the cloth in its wings.
"awh, that cloth is white, and new. but that's okay, cherish it ah."
i placed the crow near a group of crows, "please don't attack me oh my gosh..".
"there, take care little bird." i said as i walk again, ready to head home.
i stopped by a television shop, in the big screen it featured my favorite actress "Akane Kurokawa".
Im not really a big fan of actresses, actors, and idols. i just like akane, she's really amazing, and make her job easy as it is.
plus, there's really no catch in idolising her.
im such an akane glazer and im damn proud of it.
then suddenly, a person bumped into me, my paper files fell down to the wet floor.
the person stopped and helped me pick them up, "Im really sorry miss." he said.
i was fuming with anger, but what the hell can i do.
"it's alright, please be careful next time." then i continued walking.
i never realised,
he followed me to my village.
I live in Tokyo, Japan.
I'm a foreigner here, a filipino who moved in with my aunt's Japanese family.
a pat to my shoulder that came from behind my back came.
(*splash*)
"what-?"
i stopped moving, i suddenly got stabbed behind my back.
i can't move my body, I can't breathe at all
help me.
I don't feel anything
the last thing i saw was a,
crow?
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"hey there little birdy" i said, as my breathing becomes rash and empty.
.
"It hurts, please. stop, it hurts!!" i screamed in pain, in terror.
i woke up.
what.
what the fuck is going on?
i noticed my surroundings, I can't open my eyes.
am i? reborn?
akane, kurokawa???
what is this dream, am i tweaking? am i even dreaming, why does it pain me so much? i have a million questions.
oh damn, I'm actually reborn.
but why do i have my memories?
everything is bright, I can't talk at all right now.
but, why do i cry?
"Yokoso, aesura no sekai e."
"huh? aesura, is that really me now?"
Akane kurokawa, the 19 year old actress-is my rebirth mother!?
"what will you name her miss, it's a girl." the female doctor said.
"Aesura Aoi Kurokawa" akane breathed in relief, that's her name
