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The most bizarre occurrence befell
the executives of Bonten.
One of their elite colleagues
experienced sudden loss of
memory. None of her memories
remained intact , thus resulting with
her forgetting ev...
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A month later, Kakucho's penthouse, Morning...
(Y/n)'s POV
It had been a month since I lost my memory. My life wasn't as difficult as I imagined it would be.
My relationship with my co-workers were good, surprisingly. Well, except with that Sanzu bastard.
For this past month, I had been observing the executives' behavior.
Starting from Sanzu...I lost count on how many times we bickered and fought just this month. I hate that guy with every fiber of my being. He always tried to find any opportunity to mess with me. So I got revenge everytime.
Kakucho treated me extremely kindly. He was such a caring guy. I wasn't wrong to trust him. It was the best choice ever. Living with him was amazing.
I occasionally met Mikey, my boss. Well, only when he summoned to talk to me. But I'm yet to get along with him properly without being awkward or feeling nervous around him.
Rindo was okay but I sometime felt embarrassed whenever he flirted with me. Honestly, all this guy knew was flirting and seducing me. I should learn flirting as well to get back at him for making me embarrassed all the time.
Ran was a such a well-mannered man. Contradicting with his younger brother, he talked in a polite and gentle tone. The type of man to tug a warm smile. He gave off such a peaceful aura that put me at ease. So this is the power of a good older brother...
Takeomi was a sweet gentleman. He always asked about my well-being. One thing about him that never ceased to fluster me was his soft head pat. He always gave me a head pat whenever we met. Maybe that was his habit he developed from growing up as an older brother?
