(Yes, it's me. My itchy hands opened a new hole. This time, the protagonist is Tsurumaru Kunaga [I Love Tsurumaru]. Of course, he is a modern crane who has lost his memory. The hole will be dug first, and whether it will be filled or not depends on fate. This article is written in the third person, and the copywriting is useless)
Hello everyone, I am a very ordinary student
I live in Japan, without a father or mother, and live alone. I have white hair that seems very unconventional, but suddenly I find that there are many people with different hair colors around me, and I feel relieved. Although the eyes are still golden.
I encountered some confusion recently, why did I have a strange dream one day? Does everyone around you feel familiar?
Like the one with blue hair and fancy clothes and a bunch of cute little brothers.
And the one who owns a restaurant downstairs next to me and wears an eye mask and cooks really delicious food.
Especially the one who always wears an old man's sweater and gets lost downstairs from time to time, with the moon in his eyes.
Why are they all so familiar with Yazi?
Until one day, they suddenly found me and said I was a sword with amnesia.
Is this world a fantasy? Or am I unable to call the police?
Intention: Today there is another familiar stranger who wants to abduct me.
