He Choses His Song

Sayuri intently watched over her body. The moment her brother closed the eyes, he slumped forward, forcing her to react quickly if she wanted to avoid her body getting a bump on the head.

Hours passed, and she nodded off in the wheelchair. Suddenly, she felt a tug, almost pulling her out of the chair. The tug happened again, only stronger. This time, the body remained firmly in place. Accepting the pull, Sayuri abruptly found herself back in her own body. She opened her eyes to see her brother blinking and shaking his head as he tried to get accustomed to his own body again. 

"Noboru…?" 

  A faint smile hushed across his lips. "Seems it worked. Hello sister."