A grandma, who was about to throw her trash away, opened the trash bin and found the unconscious Hiroki. Out of shock she dropped her bag of trash and grasped.
At first, she just thought that he was some kind of homeless guy who turned this dumpster into his new home, but at a second glance, she realized, that she had already seen the face of this young man somewhere… but she couldn't remember where though...
She took out an old flip-phone from her brown purse and called the police.
The police arrived about 3 minutes later and were shocked after seeing Hiroki's unconcious body.
"...Miss... you were saying you found this man inside the dumpster...?"
"Yes..., is there a problem?", answered the grandma.
"A problem huh…"
The policemen were stunned and told her about Hiroki's case: He had been missing for about 3 months without leaving a single trace. At first, they thought that he got kidnapped, but couldn't find any evidence, thus, after about 1 month of his vanishing, the authorities declared him as dead. Even though the police dismissed the case his parents kept looking for him but without any success.
After that, they called Hiroki's parents, who immediately rushed over. They were in such a hurry, that they didn't even bother changing clothes and showed up in pijamas.
Both burst into tears the moment they saw Hiroki, who by the way was still unconscious because nobody wanted to touch him and his, dirt-covered body.
"Omg, I cannot believe it, he is still alive, he is right in front of our eyes...", said the father.
His mother, a religious woman, concludes that the gods have heard her prayers.
"But... may I ask why he still hasn't moved a single bit?"
"Well miss, we checked if he still breathes and is alive but you know,… if we wake him up he might touch us and make us dirty so... we thought it would be better for all the people involved in this case to leave him unconscious!", said one of the two policemen with a serious look on his face.
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But because of that, Hiroki's mother, a woman who gets aggressive rapidly, when it comes to things that don't go as she likes, couldn't control her temper anymore.
"ARE YOU KIDDING ME, MY SON IS UNCONSCIOUS AND COULD HAVE INTERNAL INJURIES AND YOU DIDN'T WANT TO CHECK ON HIM JUST BECAUSE YOU COULD GET DIRTY?? WHAT KIND OF POLICEMEN ARE YOU? YOU DIDN'T EVEN CALL THE AMBULANCE, DID YOU?"
"… WHAT KIND OF POLICEMEN ARE YOU? YOU DIDN'T EVEN CALL THE AMBULANCE, DID YOU?"
As Hiroki came back to his senses, he was interrupted by earsplitting screams.
'Aaaargh who the hell screams so loud!'
To be honest, it kind of reminded him of the voice of the dying demons he had killed in the other world. As he slowly regained his consciousness, he tried to open his eyes. He saw several silhouettes around him, and after opening his eyes even more, he saw two people resembling his parents.
A rather young woman, still in her late 30ies, with short black hair, and a tall, muscular man. He didn't believe that these persons would be his parents, because he had been away for 5 years and in these years they should have aged quite a bit.
The disturbances at the beginning of Hiroki's arrival came back to his mind and he concluded that this really wasn't earth and there had been an error with the teleportation.
'These people are probably some demons that use people from your memories to disguise themselves.'
To trigger them and blow their disguise, he said: "I didn't know that there exist demons with such a horrible voice..."
While he hoped for some kind of reaction, Hiroki never would have imagined, that the demon that was using his mother as a disguise would look at him, scream: "WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY YOU BRAT?" and slap him with full strength, knocking him out.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself laying on a bed. He turned his head to the right and saw an alarm clock. It was 6 a.m..
As the first sunrays shone through the window, they lightened up the room. The room looked like your average teenager's room: a bed, a table with a computer, anime posters on the wall…
Hiroki was shocked.
'Those posters, this computer, could it be… did the summoning really succeed?'
Though he hesitated for a moment, because he was still suspicious about this all being another illusion.
'Wait, is this another illusion? No no, this can't be… why would they put me in another illusion if they could have just killed me while I was unconscious?'
Thus, he decided to believe that, what he was experiencing, was real.
He sat up and mumbled: "I'm back... I'm really back"
This happy and cheerful moment was interrupted by his parents, who were sitting across the room. His mother, who was sitting on a chair, looked really furious.
"What the hell are you talking about.", she glared at him.
It was easy to tell that she was like this, because Hiroki had been missing for five years. But his mother, who a second ago still looked furious suddenly changed her expression and began to tear up.
"You know... you know how worried we were,... where have you been,...?"