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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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Outside, In the city, On her way to Senju's cafe...
(Y/n)'s POV
Thank God I managed to slip away without any problem.
Manjiro is still chasing after those three idiots... Jeez, they really wasted their only second chance.
Fighting, comrades. Hope you survive and make it out alive , somehow.
I quietly walked down the path as I passed a line of shops and eateries. Senju's cafe was around this area so I decided to head there on foot. Takeomi actually offered to pick me up to go there by car but I politely turned him down.
Need to exercise a bit after doing practically nothing for few days.
I hummed the first song that popped up in my mind, enjoying the walk by myself. My head was swirling with some unsolved questions. The questions I had been asking myself lately.
The executives... Sometime their behaviors are unpredictable. They can be overly sweet and caring. The way they acted around me...
...it was as if they like me or something.
....
Huh? Hold on a second. Like me? Those executives? All seven-?
WAIT WAIT! This can't be possible! Ahahahah. No way , no way, no way.
What did they even see in me? I was a complete jerk who was rude to everybody before-
"You show your kindness in your own way."
I suddenly remembered the same thing I always heard from everyone, well except from Sanzu. The fact that I DID show kindness but in my own way made me think for a moment.
So I was a jerk who showed kindness based on the person I was with.
I wonder all the time... I wonder what influenced me to change so much?
The "me" right now is a complete opposite of the "me" in the past.
I said that I didn't care about my old memories... But deep down, I was still curious about my past. The desire to know about my background and upbringing. It remained in my heart till now.
But there was also fear... Fear of what I will become once I discover my past.
As I was lost in my thoughts, my concentration on the walk disrupted. I didn't focus on where I was going and was immersed in my deep thinking.
...and a hand grasping my arm broke me out of my thoughts.
Second Person's POV
You spaced out but your feet kept moving forward on their own. Unbeknownst to you, you strolled past a man with black hair. He caught a glimpse of your face and his eyes grew wide in shock.
