My fateful day came. I think that it was the thirtieth of October. I had received the important messages from my Mexican friends. I do not think that it was pure coincidence. I truly believe that the angels of heaven could not watch my sufferings any more up there, and finally, they decided to send my guardian angels to rescue me from my helpless tribulations. Escape from Japan had become my top priority since the day of my resolution, and I still did not have any idea then.
I woke up with repugnance to realize that I was still in Japan and took a shower to ready to march on the streets to cheer myself up. It is my habit to check my e-mail inbox with hope to receive good news before sailing out. My eyes were captured: Mission in Mexico on Christmas.
It was from my good friend Jorgito, and it said: “I have been doing very well, my friend, but I feel something missing. I have started my own business, and I do not have any complaints right now, but still something missing. I realized that it is you, Shogo. I have been thinking that Shogo is my good friend, and he is a good person. Why is he living in Japan, which is very far away from here? I thought that he has to stay with us to enjoy life together. In conclusion, I have conceived of a great idea. Shogo, why don’t you come to Mexico to stay with us for a while? I will look for a job for you if you need some money. The main thing is that we can enjoy our lives together. I have been thinking that you have good friends in Mexico: Gerardo, Ramon, and me. Also, you have many Mexican friends here. I am wondering if you have any good friends in Japan. You should stay away from Japan. As you know, my house is yours, so you do not worry about anything. I want you to come to Mexico. Of course, I miss you so much; however, the main reason is that I want you to write your book without worrying about anything. Think about my proposal seriously, my brother. I really wish that you will decide to come to Mexico in order to start writing your book!”