You've grown up too early.

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My new "I", which is not mine

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Tsukasa is blinded by a bright flash, from which he recovers only after a couple of seconds. When he opens his eyes, he sees a city… A big city filled with bright signs and advertising, where lights shine everywhere. Cars drive by and people walk by, but… Everything is so strange. Is it too voluminous?.. It hurts his eyes, so much so that Tsukasa closes them, hoping that his vision will return to normal. It didn’t. The guy slowly drops to his knees right on the cold asphalt; he no longer has the strength to stand on his feet. Tenma gets chills, completely confused. Where is he? What is he doing here? Where is Rui? — W-what the hell?! He feels his face and is horrified to discover that his chin is prickly. — This… No, no, it can’t be… Stubble!? Tsukasa can’t believe it. All his life he took care of himself, stubble was out of the question, everyone said that he had “the baby face”. But that’s not so bad. His hands… There were a couple of scars visible on them and veins protruding. The hands themselves were hard and rough. When did the gentle hands of a guy turn into this!? “Disgusting… I’m disgusted with myself. I look like a monkey…!” The future world star did not yet know that most men now have such hands. Tsukasa was shaking, he looked at one point, wiping sweat from his forehead. The panic grew more and more the more he realized the situation. He was brought out of his trance by a little girl and her mother passing by. The child pointed his finger at our unfortunate star in surprise. - Look, mommy, someone is sitting there! Is this a homeless person? - Yes, honey, this is a homeless person. He has no home and begs for alms from passers-by. - Can he buy a house for alms? - No, silly. He will spend all the money on vodka and go on begging for money on the streets. - How strange these homeless people are… Tsukasa was stunned. What homeless person? What alms?! He wouldn’t humiliate himself like that! “Hey lady, watch your words!” — He wanted to shout this after the woman, but his voice was hoarse and did not listen to the owner. Suddenly, a strange thought came to Tsukasa’s mind. The people who surround him speak English. And he understands everything! There was no other explanation for the fact that he was indignant at the “homeless man”. He knew English. It’s like he was born with it. It was as if he had known him all his life. This alarmed him, because in “his world” (in the next chapters we will call it that way), the only thing he could say in English was the signature “HEY!! GIRL!! MY NAME IS TSUKASA TENMA!!! I AM A STAR!! A WORLD FUTURE STAR!!!” The rest of the time he spoke in Japanese. “Wait, Japanese? I have to say something, I couldn’t forget my native language, right?..” A hoarse voice suddenly breaks through. - K-kon… Konnichiwa?.. Wait, no, no, no, what the hell is going on?! Tsukasa breaks out in a scream, he begins to go crazy, a million things are running through his head. Why does he sound more like a grown man with a wife, two children and a mortgage to boot? Where is the cheerful, cheerful anime boy with a loud young voice? Where is Tsukasa Tenma? Where is he?.. Is he here at all, or was he lost when he entered the void to escape from the “cardboards”? And if Tsukasa Tenma disappeared, then… Who then sits now in pure despair on Fifth Avenue?! The answer did not take long to arrive. Out of desperation, the guy began rummaging through the pockets of his jacket, trying to cling to something, like a drowning man grasping for a straw. Then his fingers found something that looked like a small book. Passport!? Tsukasa took out the document, feverishly studying it. The United States of America. Todd Teller.
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