Local Hero? Or Is It Actually My Guardian Angel?

Remember I use to go to a particular shopping mall back in my hometown in Brazil? I used to experience or should I say witness a ghostly boy in blue shirt saving people or kicking bad guy's a$$? Well, for those who are new or do not remember those stories there is one story posted with this account so have a peek first maybe? (Not trying to get people's attention, but just wanted to make it easier to understand this story.)

I am currently in Hokkaido the coldest place I have ever stayed in my life. I lack experiencing paranormal activities other than the "chanting" outside my house every night. (Or should I say I am lacking of experiencing new paranormal activities?) I take it as something positive because maybe I am protected by local good spirits (not sure but nothing really happened honestly so... It sounds fine for me).

I rode my motorbike to the downtown part of Sapporo to maintain it and stayed in an old Japanese Style Hot Spring bathhouse (we call those Ryokan). Not too bad with only breakfast (which I skipped for some reason).

I was assigned to a Japanese Style bedroom with both Tatami and carpet, comfortable for me because I do not want to sleep on the Futon sets (where is my Japanese DNA?) lol. It was during the night I was staying in that Ryokan I found that my wallet was gone. It was not possible that I dropped it somewhere because it was chained to my chappers (the half pants like outfit for long distance bikers).

The phone in the room suddenly rang and it was the Kamisan (a female service manager) "Ryujin-sama, we need to apologize for what has happened." I was scratching my head and was wondering what I did not get from them during my check-in.

They asked if they can come over to my room, I agreed, still not knowing what is going on.

One of the staff knocked the door, I opened the door and they handed me my wallet, " Your friend was right one of our new staff had stolen it from your room, we deeply apologize for what had happened."

"Oh ok... So you got my wallet? And it was in my room... How did you know that I lost it? I came alone, and who told you guys what?"

The staff explained that there is a young man wearing a blue shirt ringing the front desk bell this evening naming a staff member saying that she had a wallet that does not belong to her and that wallet was stolen from the number of my room.

I checked-in and later went to the Public bath where the hot spring was, during that time period a staff went into my room and quickly came out hiding something in her hand, and that was my wallet.

A young man wearing blue shirt... It sounded familiar... But I was not sure... Still not too sure... I thought back when I was in Brazil... That spiritual boy...

After having my wallet back, I went to close the curtain in my room and from the reflection, I thought I saw a figure of a boy wearing a bright blue shirt... I turned around, the door was closed and there were no one behind me.

Did the blue shirt boy came all the way here or was he always with me?