Chapter 18
It is an early Monday morning, and there’s an aching sensation in my chest. Why is my life this way? It is been months and I dreaming of that man every time I fell asleep who looks like me. I should be scared, because he looks like me, but I am not. Seeing him makes me feel at ease, and makes me want to talk to him some more. But when I try speaking to him in my dreams, I just wake up, not blurting even a single word to him. It is frustrating.
“Hiraya, wake up!" I know who is screaming my name.
The one shouting loudly is my mother.
Hearing my name is very disappointing, sometimes, even disheartening. It is not like any other common Filipino names. Having that name makes me an easy target for bullies in school.
My mother is a Filipino language teacher. She adores the Filipino language very much. My name means product of a person’s faith, ideas, and goals. Sometimes I am thankful to her for naming me Hiraya, because I usually do
Chapter 19 Tanashiri's POV (Speaking in the Filipino language) "Something is wrong. Something is really wrong. I can feel it." He turned around and scrutinized everything before his eyes. The snow he wants to feel and see when he was a toddler, was here, in front of him. Whenever his father promised to take him and his mother abroad to see some snow, he is always screaming with glee. He always had these sparkling eyes when his father mentions snow, except when he grew up to be a young man. That is when he realized that his father is only fooling him, giving false promises. His mother's lips are smiling, but her eyes are empty. His mother's face is painted vividly in his mind now that he is old enough to remember things and read between the lines. It is like her mother's face is painted gray, even if her smile and voice are sincere. His mother endured it all, all the sadness, and pretended that she is loved dearly.
Chapter 20 "The winter came in too early this year, I noticed. It is not the start of December, and here it is, the snow is already here." Tanashiri is walking hastily, speaking and blabbering about anything, even nonsensical things. But his wardrobe is hindering him from walking faster. He is irritated with what he is wearing, it is burdensome in weight. He is almost near to stumbling. He is slowly becoming another. "Master Qiu, you are becoming bizarre today. You are speaking things out of the blue. You never were like that in the past, you are always calculating and careful about what you are to say, and you do not speak when it is not necessary. You hated unnecessary noise, and now, you are saying something about the weather? Maybe the medicine you took yesterday just kicked in, or you have another serious illness right now. This must be really something." His servant noticed. Li Jhie, Master Qiu's most trusted servant, and his childhood friend is
Chapter 21 "Master Qiu, where are we really going? The servants are becoming tired and out of breath. Please be considerate, Master Qiu. You are wearing thick clothes made of silk and linen, the traditional clothes, and we are wearing thin ones. Please do not make us suffer this much." Li Jhie held into a canopy outside a restaurant. He wants to fall to his knees. He is tired. "Yep, it is cold. I am so sorry for making you tremble with cold. "You are my servants, all of you. You should take care of me and keep up with me, obeying my every order. Understood?" The servants are shocked by Master Qiu's rude response. He is usually kind and considerate in the past. "Okay, I am sorry." "Little kid, you should be kind, or else, I will fully take over your body, forever. You should know how to be considerate and polite, for your life is dependent on me. In this world, You are me, I own you fully. You should not do anything I do no
Chapter 22 "We are tied by our interaction strings again. Let us communicate with each other in a calmer and more diplomatic manner, okay? From now on, we can now use this body to talk and act in what we want, take turns some time, as long as it is with the prescribed conduct. Please use your common sense. You are already a young adult and can differentiate what is right from wrong." "Well, whatever floats your boat, Master Unknown." Master Qiu smiled at Tanashiri, and Tanashiri, in return, glared at him. Then, they both felt a familiar feeling-a feeling felt by every human; a threatening storm. Tanashiri is used to feeling this when he was in his own body. He is feeling this, every time, because he is a glutton. He wants to eat, every time and anytime. He loves food and will eat and buy what he wants. Because, well, he is filthy rich. He is fond of different cuisines. But his palate loves Asian cuisine the most. He loves stir-
Chapter 23 Master Qiu turned his back quickly from his servants. And like a veteran track-and-field athlete, he had gone sprinting towards the public restroom. Shutting the door closed and leaving all his servants outside, he breathe deeply, trying to calm himself to tell himself that the storm is going to end soon. He is still out of breath, with his thoughts racing, and is in a state of panic. "I should not allow myself to be discovered that I am not alone in this body. I should be careful with my own actions. Know how to be a good actor, Tanashiri." "Do not worry, Master, I am good at anything. Just tell me what should I do." "My goodness, if I would have known that I will be brought in this kind of situation, I should have studied more about Asian Studies in my college years way back in the 2000s." "I forgot to speak Mandarin because I did not speak and write it for many, many years, and also, basic e
Chapter 24 Master Qiu and his servants are sprinting towards their home in Shanghai-a bustling place filled with the usual structures a commerce center has. Schools, houses, hospitals, factories. Tanashiri is just beginning to marvel at what is around him. "I never thought that I would see Shanghai with my two eyes in the 1930s. This looks more picturesque than what I saw in school textbooks!" Master Qui's energy preserved and only allotted for use for one day is beginning to be drained. It is like, he is carrying Tanashiri's body in his back. He is filthy, and Master Qiu's beautiful and expensive changshan dress is soiled with his own dirt. The people around him stare at him like he is an exotic animal worthy of display in an animal museum. They are laughing, pointing their fingers at him, and covering their noses with their spare handkerchiefs. "Master Qiu, that traditional dress is brought from a faraway town. You really did
Chapter 25 They are staring at the array of clothes around them, from fancy suits and traditional clothes, there is so much to choose from. Tanashiri's head is spinning because the clothing is colored brightly. They are in the most expensive men's store in Shanghai, to choose what will Master Qui will wear. Each of the salesmen working in the men's store holds a Western-style designed suit in their left hands and Chinese traditional men's clothes in their right hands. They have been that like for approximately two hours. They are sweating a lot despite the bad weather. He's been treated like a Master even if he looks like a beggar. He smells bad, too. The salesmen are sweating, too, because they are fighting the urge to cover their noses. They had to endure the awful smell that is polluting the store; they cannot do that in front of Master Qui. It will make them look rude. "Master Qiu, you should choose now. We are running late with yo
Chapter 26 The venue of the meeting with the British businessmen is made in one of the most expensive places in Shanghai, at the heart of the city. It was agreed upon by locals and foreigners that the place is one of the finest views in Shanghai that is overlooking the view of the deep blue sea and busy port down the road. The restaurant is the structure that replaced the former temple where the people gather and pray during special occasions, especially birthdays and new years, and almost made up for the destruction of the charming holy place a few years before. It looked like a mix of Western-style that is sort of made for convenience and Oriental enigmatic marveled because of simplicity, oozing with enigmatic aura around the red-bricked structure. Other structures beside it look like oversized glass outhouses, not suited with the theme of the place beside it. Master Qiu braced himself as he entered the restaurant, walking through a narrow corridor