Samurai Helmet Kabuto

Sebelum Jepang mendarat di bumi Nusantara pada tahun 1942, mereka mengirimkan beberapa mata-mata untuk memantau dan menggsli banyak informasi seputar Nusantara di bawah pemerintah Hindia Belanda. Beberapa diantaranya adalah lima pelayan toko Jepang Banzai di jl Kramat. Tanpa ada yang tahu, para pelayan penuh senyum itu adalah lima orang Samurai.... Salah satunya adalah Hideyoshi Sanada, salah satu pendekar pedang yang baru membunuh satu orang, yaitu kekasihnya.

#While returning home from a late-night shift, I was knocked down by a delivery rider. The girl riding it was deaf and mute, looking no older than a teenager. I couldn’t bring myself to make things difficult for her, so I paid for the medical expenses at the hospital on my own. Limping back home, I saw a familiar delivery helmet lying at the doorway. From inside, laughter echoed through the walls. “She’s such a fool. I was just pretending but she believed it anyway.”

Today was like the day I met him: Me, riding a bicycle and him, walking down the pavement. I grab the handle of the bicycle and watch him as he make his way towards me. I do not know why I feel nervous. A trickle of sweat drip on the side of my face, my heart beat fast and I could hardly breathe. He was meters away, until it grow shorter to a foot and then bam, he bumped into me and we fall down, him on top of me. This felt like a deja vù, like it was our very first encounter. We scurried to get up but ended up bumping our heads together. I glared at him as he got up, He didn't even offer me a hand. He didn’t even give me a second glance. He just passed by me. Not noticing me. Not even looking at me. I let go of the bicycle and turn to face him. I remove the helmet that I was wearing and grip it tightly before screaming, “YAH! My hands curled into a fist and before I know it, the helmet I was holding was already flying towards him.I raise my hand as if to save him but it collided on his head right before I could even react. It sounded a hollow thump and a pronounced groan. His hands made his way to the back of his head as he turn and face me. With those eyes that seem like it was murdering me, he chase me off and I hastily took my bicycle and ran. I couldn’t help but feel happy instead of guilty as he ran after me. This was like before. This was like that summer, that summer I met him.

Saat Lazuarrdi seorang pengusaha muda dan tampan, mendapatkan warisan pedang samurai. Petaka dan kejadian mencekam mulai menghantui dirinya. Berbagai teror menakutkan mulai membayangi dalam kehidupan lelaki tampan yang masih hidup sendiri. Hingga dalam sebuah kejadian, Lazuarrdi bertemu seorang wanita bernama Kazumi. Entah pertemuan itu nyata atau hanya dalam dimensi lain. Kazumi seorang wanita cantik yang selalu mengenakan kimono. Namun, dia terlihat seperti wanita pribumi kebanyakan. Rasa cinta mulai bersemayam di benaknya. Hingga suatu ketika pedang samurai itu, terus meneteskan darah. Berbau busuk dan anyir. Membuat Lazuarrdi mulai menyelidiki apa yang sebenarnya terjadi. Apalagi di saat waktu yang bersamaan sosok Kazumi pun menghilang. Lazuarrdi bertekad mencari keberadaan Kazumi. Hingga sebuah kematian tak masuk akal menimpa sahabat karibnya. Tak hanya itu, berbagai kematian mulai menimpa orang-orang terdekat Lazuarrdi. Apa yang sebenernya terjadi? Lalu, siapakah Kazumi yang tiba-tiba menghilang?