Chapter 1 - Amnesia
I woke up in a hospital.
I woke up on a white ceiling that I did not understand.
I held out my left hand and looked at it, and my blurred vision became clearer and clearer.
I wondered how much time had passed since I had been in this state.
The word "hospital" kept running through my mind.
Without getting up, I stared at the blank ceiling for several tens of seconds.
Suddenly I felt a weight on my right thigh.
A shiver runs down my spine.
Confused or not, I can't remember what I was doing.
Under these circumstances, the weight on my right thigh makes me so nervous that I feel like I'm going to throw up.
I was afraid to be aware of it. I was afraid to raise my upper body and see the discomfort again.
I was afraid if I couldn't move my legs.
If I had any difficulty moving them.
The reality of this is more than possible, given the situation.
The first thing to do is to bite down on your lip and then raise your upper body with all your strength.
There was a woman.
A woman?
A woman is collapsed on her thigh.
"..... are you okay?"
The long, light golden hair that hangs down to the back reflects the sun's rays.
It is well-groomed hair.
It is quietly moving up and down in a regular motion.
If you listen closely, you can hear the sound of her breathing.
It appears that the woman is fast asleep on her stomach, using someone's thigh as a pillow.
Although I can't see her face, I can't tell who she is, but judging from the situation, it seems to be the person who has been nursing her for a long time.
However, I wonder how it would feel to use the patient's thigh as a pillow.
"Um, hello?"
I poked my finger into her left arm.
She did not wake up.
I poke her again.
No awakening.
This time she shook her body and said, "Hello?"
Even under such circumstances, the feeling of being softer than a man is the same.
The woman's body moved with a jerk.
"Mwoaahhh!"
The girl looked up with such force that I was also surprised.
She had large blue eyes and a high nose.
Her small, cherry-red lips were dripping with clear liquid, probably from the effects of deep sleep.
I guessed from her face that she was about my age.
When her eyes turned to me with a grin, there was a few seconds of silence.
She looked at me and a few seconds of silence fell. When did you wake up? When did you wake up? Why did you wake up while I was sleeping?
I looked away as soon as our eyes met.
Loud voices are a little disconcerting to people who have woken from sleep.
There seemed to be no one else in this hospital room but me and her, but even considering that, I wish she would speak a little less loudly.
I think the content is a little rude.
I'm not sure what to make of it. You are free to wake up whenever you want.
When I answered her, her eyes fluttered.
"What's wrong with you? I heard you didn't have any trauma, but did you mean you hit your head?"
"What?"
"I haven't talked to you in a long time."
...... Is that so?
As the situation suggests, this pretty face girl spent so much time visiting herself that she fell asleep.
In other words, she is very close to herself.
What in the world was going on with such a person that there was a time when she did not even talk to me?
Even in my confused state of mind, her sweetness never wavered. Cuteness is constant.
Cute looks have such a firm place in the hearts of boys.
I wonder if I have an iron heart not to talk to her.
But surely, looking at her does not provoke any bad feelings.
On the contrary...
I wonder if you have an iron heart. When do you mean recently?
"What? ......It's been a few months or so. I've hardly spoken to her since I was a senior in high school. ......Don't tell me you've forgotten?"
"I forgot."
"Hey!"
"No, no."
She started to bite him, but she quickly stopped her with his hand.
She looked doubtful, as if the gesture made her uncomfortable.
"..... Are you okay? For now, yes. I need to call a doctor."
She said, as if it had just occurred to her, and sat up.
As we passed, the sound of the nurse's call button was heard from behind us.
I called. I'm sure he'll be here soon.
Who i am?
Who is it?
Who are you?
The words that came out of his mouth were colorless.
They were devoid of any emotion. No emotion.
Her lips trembled at the inarticulate question.
What are you talking about?
Who am I?
A moment later, the door opened with a crack.
The sound of a stranger's life beginning echoed in my head.
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"As for your diagnosis, Sanada-kun, there is a high probability that you have systematic amnesia."
"Huh."
I react to my name as if I were a stranger.
I found out during the consultation that Yuki Sanada is his name.
I was shown a mirror, but I did not even recognize my own face.
When I saw it for the first time, I thought to myself from a third-person perspective, "Is this normal? But I was already beginning to realize that this face was me, which was a very strange feeling."
"In layman's terms, I have amnesia. There are different types of amnesia, and some people forget everything about their lives up to that point. In Sanada's case, it was not that severe."
He couldn't even remember his own name or face, but it wasn't serious?
Surprised, the doctor took out his cell phone from his pocket.
"Do you know what this is? What's it for?"
"It's a smart phone. It's used like a cell phone or a computer."
"Yes," he said. As you can see from this exchange, Sanada-kun is remembering knowledge related to his own life."
"Nine."
"......"
"......18."
"That's right. You, stop doing that for a while, it's confusing."
"Excuse me."
I looked at him with a deadly coldness in my eyes and looked away.
The doctor said, "What I've forgotten is that I'm a human being."
What I have forgotten are my relationships.
I seem to have forgotten all memories of my parents, friends, and anyone else I've ever been directly involved with.
Of course, the girl who had just visited me was no exception.
Seeing that sad face made my heart ache a little.
"Sir. I was ...... a little sad when the girl I'm waiting for looked sad. Is this some kind of bond beyond amnesia?"
"No."
"No!"
I looked up in surprise as he was about to continue his story, assuming I would be confirmed.
The nurse next to the doctor made a reproachful "hey doctor" sound.
The doctor, however, continued without showing any sign of being offended.
"Sorry, it was too early to say for sure. I'm sorry, it was too soon to tell for sure, but that's probably just your natural kindness. You are the kind of person who would be heartbroken if a complete stranger cried. That's all."
"Oh, ......, that makes me feel happier."
The nurse, perhaps sensing the deliberate intent of my response, chuckled and quickly closed her mouth.
Obviously, she refrained from laughing.
It's ...... natural, because in front of me is a high school student with amnesia.
I'm not sure it's a good idea to laugh at me. It's easier for me, too.
Ever since I woke up, everyone I talk to is looking out for me.
If there is a physical injury, so be it, but luckily I am physically healthy.
I guess this feeling of not wanting people to take care of me is my nature.
"You are ...... strong, Sanada-kun. Is that your original strength?"
"I think so. To be honest, I'm having a lot of fun. I'm sure you're going to have a lot of new experiences from now on, right?"
The doctor moved his mouth as if to say something when I looked back at him, but all that came out was an exhalation.
He said, "...... is good. Let's talk about what we're going to do now and go back to the hospital room for the rest of the day."
"Yes."
I let out an easy answer.
I don't know who I am.
The emotions that were disturbed at first are slowly calming down.
It's ...... such a unique reality.
It seems that people can get used to any environment unexpectedly.
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Accompanied by a nurse, I opened the door to the hospital room, and the girl who had just come to visit me turned around.
The blue eyes trembled when they saw me.
I looked at her and saw her eyes fluttering.
The girl opened her mouth and made a small sound.
The nurse standing beside her murmured, "I'll be back."
"I'm coming back."
"What?"
I'm sure we'll have a lot to talk about. Fortunately, you're in almost perfect health.
With these words, the nurse actually went out into the hall.
It was a care that bordered on dereliction of duty.
"Hey."
"Hey."
When I turned around, her light golden hair was close to her chin.
Up close, her eyes shone artificially, and you could expect good treatment from someone her age.
"You really don't remember me?"
'Yeah. I'm sorry.'
'...... yeah.'
The girls' eyes remained on the floor, as if the reality was still hard to accept.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"Not at all."
"...... You've been light for a while now!"
The girl frowned at me.
Her eyes were filled with tears and I quickly shook my head.
"No, I'm sorry. It's not that I don't feel guilty about forgetting you. It's just that I can't do it anymore if I don't open up."
She looked at me and said, "........ I know. I'm sorry."
The girl looked sad again and collapsed.
The most important thing to remember is that the best way to get the most out of your money is to be honest with yourself.
Zukin.
said the doctor.
This chest pain is probably an emotion that I originally had and has nothing to do with my feelings for the person in question.
.......
"You know what, cheer up. My heart hurts when you look so sad."
"What?"
"So don't be sad. It hurts me when you are sad."
"If it's a lie to cheer her up a little, no one will blame her."
"......Yuki."
The girl looked up and closed her lips tightly.
The actual "I'm not a fan of the way you look at it, but I'm not a fan of the way you look at it either."
The exposed eyes were illuminated by a powerful light.
"My name is Asuka Minato. Your name is Yuki, I'm 16 years old like you and I'm a student at Yousaki High School."
"I see. Your name is Minato, right?"
Asuka Minato blinked her eyes as she replied.
"Don't call me like that ......."
"I'm sorry - have I ever called you Minato before? What kind of relationship did we have?""
She said, "Well, that's how it started. We are childhood friends."
"Childhood friends."
Friends since childhood.
That's why you came to see me.
I've been with him since I was a little girl. So you've known each other for a long time.
"That's not all."
The most important thing to remember is that you can't just look at the pictures and expect to see the same thing.
The most important thing to remember is that you can't just look at your own personal computer.
The most important thing to remember is that the best way to make the most of your time is to be prepared for the unexpected.
Sixteen years.
Sixteen years, the time I spent with people, has disappeared from my mind.
I am sure that from now on I will see many sad faces caused by me
The more human relationships Yuki Sanada has built up in her life, the longer this time will be
But strangely enough, I felt little sadness
While I was thinking, Asuka Minato did not speak
Was she hesitating whether or not to say those heavy words
After a few seconds, she sighed and looked at me
"I'm your...girlfriend."
"........... girlfriend?"
My thoughts stopped for a moment
The face of Asuka Minato in front of me blurred for a moment, then quickly became clear
My thoughts connect and I quickly reply,
"You mean your girlfriend? Oh, you mean you haven't spoken to each other
"We had a fight, but that's not important anymore. But it's not important anymore. When I heard that Yuki had been taken to the hospital, my mind went blank and everything that had happened blew up in my face"
"I'm so sorry. I'm even more sorry about this ......"
The fact that she came to see me even though we hadn't spoken because of the fight proves that. Looking at her expression, it is not yet the time when she can talk easily.
I wonder if that time will come
The day when the color of everyday life will return as it should have in the past
The day when the thickness of sixteen years returns
I can't even remember what everyday life was like
"I'll ask the nurse to explain later. I'll ask the nurse to explain later, and I'll do my best to help you. I'll do my best to help you. You can let me take care of myself for a while"
"What do you mean by personal care"
"Like eating and bathing"
"No, no, no, no"
"As you can see, my body is in good shape, so even if it is, I can't take care of it that much."
"I'm okay with that. I still know how to use a cell phone, and I still know how to live. I have a home to go back to, so I don't need Minato to take care of me as much.''
I felt a little uncomfortable as I put the words together.
Before I could find out what they were, Asuka gently touched my collarbone.
"It's okay, I want to do this for you. ...... and call me Asuka."
"Why?"
"I'm your girlfriend. It is normal to call me by my first name."
"I see. ......Asuka, then. Can I ask you something?"
"What kind of question? Ask me anything."
Asuka raised her eyes and her mouth relaxed. It was a relieved, gentle smile.
My heart melted and I felt a connection.
At this point, there is only one question I would like to ask.
If Asuka is to become my girlfriend, I need to have a clear understanding of our relationship up to this point.
I've just found out about my amnesia, but the shock I've suffered might not be that serious.
I coughed and opened my mouth.
"Why can I amnesia?"
"...... that is."
Asuka's face clouded over.
The most important thing is to make sure that you know what you are doing and how to do it.
"I'll talk to you again next time," she said. For now, you need to get some rest. Anything else?"
It seemed that she had taken back her statement that she would ask me anything without my knowledge.
I felt that the air had become a bit heavy, so I opened my mouth to ease the situation.
I impulsively thought that now was the time for us to return to casual conversation.
"Ah, well, that's my last question of the day."
"Yes. Anything."
"How far have we come?"
"Hmm? Say that again."
Was it my imagination or did my voice sound a little cold?
I picked the wrong question.
It's nothing.
"Hmm. Well, okay then."
But I managed to stifle a laugh.
Looking at Asuka's smile, I felt some warmth.
Is this feeling rising from my chest a remnant of my former self?
Or is it now?
Forgive me if there are translate errors or misunderstandings or Error in quotation marks in dialog for this chapter - Tanaka Hinagizawa
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