My name is cachaça and I'm under arrest.
Yes, it's that unpretentious.
I lost all my memory because I jumped out of a car and injured my head while being escorted.
Until my memory recovered and no one from the police or organization came to my door, I lived the peaceful life I had dreamed of.
But I was sick, and the scary policemen whose faces I couldn't see in my memory always overlapped with the figures of ordinary people in life.
For example, in my memory, I always confuse the police officer who handcuffed me and beat me unilaterally for more than an hour with a certain coffee shop clerk.
And the FBI who grabbed my head and banged it against the prison railing looked very much like the graduate student from Tokyo University who invited me to share a room with me.
This must be PTSD, and it's time to see a doctor.
But when I looked through the psychiatrist's gray-blue eyes and saw the traitors who had been organized to die a few years ago, and the hateful police officer who pushed me into the prison pool and almost drowned me——
I think I'm probably really crazy.
*It should be a short or medium-sized story of more than 100,000 words, not very long
*There are a lot of private settings, the logical waste is just below (face covering)
*The staunch HE party, HE is the best in the competition! ! !
Purpose: It is forbidden to abuse old enemies, otherwise you will regret it too late
