Although the young man saved the world and gave up his soul to achieve it, this does not mean that every part of his soul was needed. Nor signal the end of his true journey.

In front of that great seal waged a battle between the almighty and humanity's malice. The almighty, a girl who wore velvet blue clothing and white hair, found her answer. She battled against Erebus, the manifestation of humanities regrets and malice.

"I came like I promised. Although, you'll be disoriented at first, and the method will be painful, I only wish to free you from your fate. And so, the path is open and begins anew…"

She opened her book and it began to glow. Despite her vows to save him and finally found the method to do so, she smiled sadly.

"I guess this is goodbye. Take care of yourself this time, okay?"

Persona Fragments

Persona 3 (© Atlus)

Negima (© Ken Akamatsu)

Written by [TheCipher]

Persona, is the mask one wears to brave the façade of the world. Sometimes it reveals many things, yet reveals nothing at all…

It's the middle of spring at Mahora Academy, April 15, 2003, to be specific. Four girls were shopping to prepare for a trip for Kyoto that their ten year old instructor had announced. Their names are Ako Izumi, Akira Okochi, Makie Sasaki, and Yuna Akashi. Four friends hanging out like any other typical adolescence of course, they came to a halt when Ako stopped.

"What's up, Ako?" Akira asked.

"There's a boy floating in the water over there!"

"What!" Yuna shouted in confusion.

A young man with white hair, wearing a black jacket with a white button shirt and black pants with a red scarf and armband, and white gloves and shoes, was floating in the water. His head was resting against a guitar case and despite floating in the water. It looked like he was sleeping peacefully without being bothered by the water. In fact, he was even breathing soundly.

Regardless, though, the girls decided to try and fish him out of the water and get Prof. Negi.

? P.O.V.

I was drifting on the water as if I was riding on a cloud. The water didn't bother me, but rather, it felt all too familiar. A nostalgic feeling had overtaken me and I decided to go with it. Nostalgia, I asked myself. However, I can't remember anything but felt sadden for some reason. It's as if someone important was lost to me. I kept thinking as I drifted further down the river, but I gave up seeing how this was not getting me anywhere.

I opened my eyes and founded that I was in a room full of white and a window showing that the sun was setting. I felt a light breeze which made the white curtains danced slowly, as well as peacefully. The air was filled with disinfectants and the shelves, cabinets, and counter in the room were full of medicines. The place, a bit cluttered, was overall clean. I was lying in bed but all I had on was a hospital gown. I pondered of how I got here until the door opened up.

"Oh, you're finally awake," a women that was well endowed entered the room, "I was wondering when you would wake up and you're in luck, your clothing finally finished drying."

I stared at the neatly folded clothing in her arms. She then spoke again.

"Don't worry your inside the school's infirmary but we can't find anything wrong with you, so we suggest checking in to a hospital," she walked inside and she continued, "But you caused quite a stir with you floating in the water."

I didn't say anything, so I kept a neutral expression and listened to the person whom I assumed is the nurse since she had a white coat on. I then noticed a boy with glasses holding on a staff and an ermine was perched on his shoulder.

"Where are my manners, I'm Shizuna Minamoto, the guidance counselor and nurse. Standing next to me is Prof. Negi Springfield. Although he is ten, he's quite brilliant."

The boy was a bit modest and embarrassed at the comment and he extends his hand out.

"I'm Negi Springfield. It's nice to make your acquaintance. Pardon me but what's your name?"

I thought for a moment but when I tried to recall my name, I was drawing out a blank. I do not know what my name is. However, I was not too distraught about it. Instead I bluntly told them and shook the boy's hand.

"…I don't know what my name is…" I spoke in a mechanical yet soothing voice.

The two of them stared at me silently. The boy became flustered and the women walked up to me.

"How are you feeling? Are you hurt anywhere?"

She put her hand on my head while I only shook my head.

"…I don't remember anything other than some information but nothing having to do with identity."

I answered calmly and for some reason, I felt slightly sadden by this revelation. However, I did not show it from my facial expression or known the reason for it.

"…My, I suppose we should take you to the hospital to get you checked up but first," she turned to Mr. Springfield, "Negi-kun, please escort him to the headmaster."

"Yes, Miss Minamoto."

They both left the room so I can get dress.

Mr. Springfield led the way to the headmaster office and silence was the only thing remained. When I took a glanced around the school building, I started to get that nostalgic feeling. However, it was both relaxing and dreadful for some reason. I felt like I was once surrounded by people who shared my laughter, my struggles and my sorrow. It is an odd feeling of mixed emotions. My thoughts were interrupted by the child.

"..So," he began, "Do you remember anything regarding what your life was like or perhaps a clue to your name?"

I thought for a moment and there was this thing that I recall now. "Hanshou (Midnight)," was the phrase and time of day that bothered me for some reason.

"Hanshou," I muttered to myself once again. I tried to ponder on this until the child spoke up once again.

"Hanshou, as in reflection?" he asked.

Of course, that's also another thing that bothered me, "reflection," but of what? As I think, I could not draw a conclusion. No matter, I thought, I figured as long as I go with the flow of things, I'll be able to face it. I faced the child-teacher.

"…Hanshou, as in midnight, is a phrase I felt some sort of connection with."

"So do you think your name might be related to that word?"

Possibly, however I doubt it at the same time. For some odd reason, I like ports better than midnight. I even feel a negative connotation associated with the word but at the same time, I do not truly hate it.

"Maybe" was the best answer I could come up with.

"I see, from now on, if it isn't too much trouble, may I refer to you as Mr. Hanshou for the time being. That is, until you get your memory back."

I just nodded and kept walking until we stopped in front of two big wooden doors.

"Excuse us Headmaster, I brought him."

"Ah, I have been expecting you, Negi-kun, as well as our guest."

I walked through the grand wooden doors and waiting behind those doors was an old man whose head reminded me a gourd of some kind. However, I felt a bored and a bit uninterested. For some odd reason, I felt I've seen weirder looking people before. I looked around the room and noticed the bookshelves and file cabinets were all organized and not out of place. The old man, whom I'm assuming is the headmaster, cleared his throat.

"Welcome to Mahora Academy, I am the headmaster, Konoe Konoemon. I've been told of your predicament. Tell me, do you remember anything?"

I thought about it and all I remember was floating in water and some phrases that made me uncomfortable. Other than some a few skills or basic knowledge, I do not remember much of anything. I decided to be honest since I didn't have much to hide.

"…I cannot recall much... I don't remember if I was traveling or anything. All I remember is a few things other than anything regarding to my identity…"

"Oho, you seemed calm."

Normally, I think a person would be frustrated with all the fact that they can't recall anything and fed up with answering questions with no answers to them. The headmaster spoke once more.

"Tell me, does the word magic mean anything to you?"

I kept a neutral expression but I noticed Mr. Springfield tensing up and the headmaster waiting for my reply. I tried to recall my skills: Agi, Zio, Garu, Bufu, Assault Drive, cleave, bash, Dia, and a few level one spells. Although, we referred them as spells, and can only perform them due to certain conditions, I'm not sure if this counts as actual magic but then again its close enough…

Huh? Conditions? Who was "we?" Wait, something's off…

I pondered for a couple minutes and noticed I kept them waiting for long enough. I sighed in my mind and decided to come clean.

"I think I know a few skills but I'm not sure if it counts as magic."

Mr. Springfield was shocked but the headmaster stared at me. I suppose, he's deciding what to do with me. He decided to break the silence.

"…Tell me, what are these skills you speak of?"

"I am able to use techniques to defeat my enemies, but I am also able to provide healing and support."

"I see, are you a mage, then…?"

"Please refer me as Hanshou for the time being. No, I don't believe I was a mage, however, I'm not too sure due to my missing memory."

"Hmmm, Hanshou, is it?"

"Yes?" I said.

"How would you like to marry my granddaughter?"

I almost tripped myself but I was able to catch myself. However the tension died down a bit.

"H-Headmaster, please take this seriously!" Mr. Springfield said.

"Very well then," he sighed, although he looked serious about the proposal, "Hanshou, how would you like to work as a nurse assistant?"

I was taken aback by this proposal but I straighten myself up before replying.

"I don't believe I have either a medical license or certification for first aid."

"I apologize, but we took the liberty to look through you belonging in order to investigate any potential threats toward the academy. We must take precautions. I hope you understand."

I nodded.

"Tell me, what to do when someone is having a heart attack?"

"There is little time to act, but a method would be to perform artificial respiration and cardiopulmonary resuscitation if the person is not breathing. Of course, call the paramedics immediately since time is the essence as it gets worse as time goes by. The symptoms that led up to a cardio arrest would be chest pain, shorten breath, etc. I'm not an expert, so I think it's better to get them into the hospital as quickly as possible."

The headmaster continued to ask me medical questions and I automatically like a computer. After one hour has pass and silence engulf the room. I soon returned to my thoughts.

It sure takes me back to the time at the art club. He always looked out for me and the other members. I always listened to his lectures about staying healthy, and he even lent me some medical books… Huh? Wait? Art club? Wait, who was he? I thought I was always drifting in a sea when I existed? Hold on, wasn't it something else?

I was confused and furrow my brow. Mr. Springfield looked at me oddly since caught a glimpse of me changing my facial expression.

"Are you remembering something Hanshou?"

I glanced at him and sighed.

"…It's… Probably nothing…"

He then turned his attention to the headmaster but I know he was worrying about me for some odd reason. I don't know why he was fretting over a stranger's problem, it's quite odd since most people either don't want to impose on other's business or just don't care.

"The reason why I'm asking you all these questions is because we found an old worn out book regarding medical information and procedures."

He placed a guitar and a few worn out books on his desk. However, what drawn me was not the books but rather the guitar. It felt like it's been with me for many years. In addition, the design looked like a lyre…

"I think you are qualified to at least assist Shizuna-kun's job. Being the guidance counselor and the nurse is very taxing therefore I think it'll help her greatly in her job. In addition, we can accommodate you, that is, until you regain your memory and wish to leave. So, do you wish to take the offer?"

I was hesitant to take the offer. To take it means I must take responsibilities, but since I don't have anywhere to go…

"I accept."

"Well, then, please wait a moment to fill out the paperwork, for now, why don't you stay with Negi-kun's place for the night?"

"E-eh?! Wait, why not Takamichi? I mean, the place I'm currently staying at is a bit crowded."

"Prof. Takahata is currently on an errand and he won't be back until the Kyoto trip. Besides, it'll only be one night."

"…Understood sir…"

I glanced at Mr. Springfield whom seemed a bit hesitant and nodded to the request. I proceed to follow him right after I took my guitar and its case. The headmaster stopped me before I left.

"Before I forget, please keep the knowledge of magic a secret or there will be dire consequences…"

I nodded once more and found myself under his gaze and he then chuckled.

"Good, forgive me and carry on…"

I turn and continued onwards as well as pondered.

Why was my only possession a guitar and a few books? Was I a medical student? If so, the only thing I remember really is my skills, some basic knowledge in medicine and life. But most of all, I only remember I was drifting in a certain sea.

I rubbed my head a bit since I can't remember much and that person that lend me his books and Award Letter…

Hold on… That's right, he gave me a letter and decided to follow his path… but why did he did he give me it? What was that letter?

I decided to put that aside since I feel too tired to think about it.

I realized why Mr. Springfield was reluctant to take the headmaster's suggestions for letting me stay with him. One of his roommates were against the idea. Of course, I tuned out the bickering until she pointed her finger toward me.

"It's already crowded as it is here!"

"Please Asuna! It was ordered by the headmaster. He's only staying for one night anyways!" Mr. Springfield pleaded.

"C'mon Asuna, I don't think this person will be much trouble, he seems like a reserve and decent person. Right?"

Miss Konoe turned to me.

"You won't do anything will you?"

I paused, and just nodded my head and closed my eyes. In all honesty, I wanted to sleep.

"…Fine," she groaned, "He can stay, but he better not do anything or I'll report you!"

I nodded once more in hopes of letting me sleep because I'm now tired. She then went back to packing.

"…So, Mr. Hanshou, why are you here?"

I turned to Miss Konoe.

"…I'm working part-time at the nurse's office …"

"Really, where did you graduated?"

I'm not sure how to answer that question seeing as how I don't remember anything. However, Mr. Springfield stepped in and answered for me.

"Actually Konoka…"

He explained my amnesia and how the headmaster assumed I was a medical student.

"… I apologize if I was rude…"

I don't recall her being rude to me but she looked rather sadden. I sighed.

"Don't worry, I have no qualms about it, besides, I'll eventually get my memories back."

I tried my best to cheer her up. Although, it wasn't a hard feat to accomplished…

"Right! Would you like something to eat?"

"No, I'm afraid I'm a bit tired today. May I know where I might be sleeping tonight?"

"Ah, of course, please, let me lay out the extra futon…"

Finally, I slept.

I dreamt that night, the night that there was a celebration, however, I cannot recall the reason behind it. The people that gathered had the same uniform as I did…

"Whoa! Nice Spread!"

"The Slices are huge!"

"Man, I'm starving! Can we eat now?"

"Hey, where are Miss Aegis and Mr. Ikutsuki?"

"He took her to the lab for a tune-up or something. He said they'd join us later."

"The chairman just can't stay away from the lab, can he?"

[…]

"Listen up everyone… I have an idea… How about we all take a picture?"

"You mean you brought a camera with you into battle?"

"Well, it was our last battle after all. Hey, could you take our picture?"

"…I feel like such a tourist, but I have to admit, I kinda want a picture, too."

"Oh wait, Mr. Ikutsuki and Aegis aren't here… I guess we'll have to take another one later. Alright everyone, get together!"

"Is everyone ready?"

"You bet!"

"Knock it off!"

"Awwww…"

"C'mon, quit fooling around, Junpei."

"Knock it off, will ya?"

The young man fell down as the picture was being taken.

I kept dreaming about the fun times, painful struggles and laughter being shared by the people around me but in my place, I can only see a blank silhouette. I did not know the group of people but I felt an odd companionship between these people despite not knowing who they were. However, deep down, I had a feeling that, I was never going to see them again which saddens me greatly…

"Morning, Hanshou, are you awake?"

Staring down at me was the girl I met yesterday. She had long dark brown hair and a friendly smile. I believed she was the headmaster's child, and her name was…

"Good Morning Miss Konoe…"

"It's fine if you call me Konoka," she smiled.

"No, I believe that is rude seeing as I only met you yesterday."

"I said its fine, no worries."

She was rather persistent but I didn't feel that we are close.

"…So did you dream?"

"…I think I did…"

"Really, what was in that dream?"

"I… Don't remember…"

"Really?" she asked.

I just nodded and helped her clean the table and wash the dishes.

"Anyways, I shall be heading off to see the headmaster about my job."

"Ah, don't you want some breakfast?"

I decided stay and eat and to my surprise, the food was delicious.

"It's good…" I said.

"Glad you like it."

Miss Kagurazaka quickly greeted us, grabbed some toast and left. I didn't ask and continued to enjoy my breakfast.

I stepped outside of the dorm and standing at the entrance was a man in his forties. He was wearing a white suit and he looked like he was carrying many years in his eyes. He had a sober smile and reached out his hand.

"Hello, you must be Hanshou. I'm Professor Takamichi Takahata, but you can call me Takamichi if you like."

I shook his hand.

"I'm referred as Hanshou. I take it that you know my situation, Mr. Takahata?"

"Yes," he answered still smiling, "I do. Would you like a ride?"

I nodded my head and proceed to follow him into his car. He took me around the campus a bit and played tour guide for me. I then parted ways with him after he introduced the other teachers to me. Apparently, my memory problem is known among the staff.

I entered the headmaster's office. Waiting there was the headmaster himself, as well as Miss Minamoto.

"Greetings Headmaster…"

"Ah, Hanshou-kun, good morning," he said, "Today, you are helping Shizuna-kun with her work."

"Don't worry, you'll only be watching the infirmary today and filing some paperwork. You're lucky that we already taken the girl's measurements."

"…Are you sure it's a good idea that a guy is working as a nurse assistant at an all-girls school?"

I actually realized that, accepting this job was not a good idea…

"Don't worry, you'll only handle the paperwork and treat minor injuries. In addition, another nurse assistant will be working with you."

"Ok, understood."

"Good," she giggled, "We'll be on our way, Headmaster."

"Very well," he said, "Hanshou, before you go, would you be interested in going to Kyoto?"

I stopped in my tracks and tilted my head in confusion.

"You see, I entrusted a very important letter to Negi-kun and was hoping that you would back him up."

"With all due respect, headmaster, but I'm afraid I don't know what my full abilities are or my potential…"

Potential? Why does that sound so familiar?

"I just need you to look out for him, since this is an important mission. Also, think of it as an opportunity. You might even find a clue to your identity."

"I understand. Excuse me now."

I then left the room and saw a girl with a sheathed sword in hand. She bowed slightly and knocked on the headmaster's door.

"Ah, Sakurazaki, come in."

The wooden doors closed behind me but I felt uncomfortable as the doors creak and shut creating a small yet heavy slam.

"…And this is where we file them. Any questions?"

Miss Minamoto was giving me instructions and a little tour around the campus, or at least the portion where I'll be working. I shook my head to indicate that I have no questions. She didn't mind that I don't talk much but she always smiled brightly. She opened the door to the infirmary.

"Hello Miss Minamoto," greeted a girl with light blue hair and red eyes. She was in her gym uniform and was sorting some paperwork.

"Morning Miss Izumi, how are doing today?"

"I'm fine Teach!" she then turned around and looked surprised.

"Ah, you're the guy that was floating in the river."

"Nice to meet you, I'm referred as Hanshou. I'll be helping out around the nurse's office."

"H-Hi! I-I'm Ako Izumi..."

"…Thank you for helping me out of the water."

"I-It's no problem. A-Actually, you should thank my friend. She's part of the swimming club and she brought you back to land…"

"Still, I feel like I should thank you in some way…"

"It's fine… R-Really…"

"Well then, I'll be leaving it to you two. If there's a problem, please contact that number on that broad. Also, wear this lab coat and here's your ID."

She handed me a coat and a card with my photo and temporary name. Although, I don't ever recall getting my picture taken, I didn't really care that much…

"Okay then, I'll be off. Don't get in trouble you two," she winked and went her way to whatever her task was that the headmaster had given her.

Miss Izumi was flustered while I made my way to work. I filed the girls' measurements into a cabinet but Miss Izumi's was glancing at, probably checking if I was going to look into people's personal files. Although I have amnesia, normally I think I didn't care about people staring at me. However, I was getting more uncomfortable with this awkward silence.

"Miss Izumi, may I inquire why you have been staring at me? If it's about the girls' measurements, then I promise you I won't look."

"A-Ah, no it's not that… I-It's well… U-Um…"

I tilted my head while I showed no facial expression except the same bored look.

"Y-you're very mysterious looking… So I was just curious."

I put down the files and turn toward her.

"I don't know."

"Huh?"

"I can't remember anything after being pulled out of the water. All I remember is the phrase "Hanshou," and some medical knowledge as well as some basic information. The only thing I can't recall is my life or my identity."

"Oh… I'm sorry…"

Even though I bluntly tell people I have amnesia. I wonder why people apologize even though they were not the cause of my memory lost. I walked over to the window and opened it so I could feel a spring breeze passing by, early in the morning.

"Its fine," I ensured her, "It's not like you did anything wrong. Besides, I'm alive aren't I?"

I smiled a bit and made her blushed a little.

"You better get to class, or you'll end up late," I glanced at the clock that read, "8:20 A.M."

"Ah, you're right, see you later, Mr. Hanshou."

She left the room and I return to my work.

I looked at the clock and it was about 10 o' clock A.M. I pondered a bit about that peculiar dream I had. I can't recollect anything. Rather than being depressed or discouraged, I find myself a bit obsessed with it. I tried concentrating in order to remember that dream but to no avail. I looked around myself and saw the infirmary was more organized when I first awoken here. However, I felt at peace here for some reason.

"Prof. Minamoto, ah, who are you?"

A girl with two ribbons in her hair was standing in the entrance way while I was seated at the desk.

"I'm Hanshou," I said, "I'm filling in for Miss Minamoto while she's on an errand for the headmaster. Can I help you with something…?"

"Ah, I'm Mei Sakura from class 1-B. I'm here to give her to inform her there's a package of medicine that the school ordered, but..."

"Ok, lead the way, I'll carry it."

"Huh?"

"It's sorta my job, y'know, I'm the nurse's assistant."

"…Ok."

She led the way while I follow along. I noticed the girls that were passing by were murmuring but I couldn't quite make it out.

"Here they are," she directed her hand towards three heavy looking boxes. I lifted one of them and I was right, they are heavy.

"Do you need any help?"

"No, No, I'm fine. Thank you for informing me. Besides, I don't want to hold you up when you have lessons."

"It's not a problem, later Prof. Hanshou."

She left. I don't think it's proper to call me professor but I let it go since I didn't really mind. I proceed to carry the boxes back to the nurse's office. I noticed that Negi was teaching and he stopped and waved at me and girls looked in the direction he was waving and they stared at me.

"Hanshou, what brings you here?"

"Prof. Springfield, I'm just bringing this box to the nurse's office. So I'm passing by."

"Who is this person, Professor?"

"This is Hanshou. He's working as a nurse's assistant, due to several circumstances."

I could've sworn that the girl with red pony tail, eyes glinted at me. Actually, why are they giving me unnerving glances…

"Anyways, I better be off to work, sorry for disturbing your class."

I finally finished unloading the boxes and decided to store them inside the cabinets. Before I knew it, it was already lunch time. I remember that the Headmaster gave me some money in advance. I went to the cafeteria and bought some bread and returned to the infirmary. However, to my surprised, I find some girls hanging out in the office.

"Ah, Mr. Hanshou, good afternoon," said Miss Izumi.

"Greetings Miss Izumi, how are you doing this afternoon?"

"I'm fine. By the way, these are my friends. Makie Sasaki."

"Hello!"

"Yuna Akashi."

"How's it going?"

"Akira Okochi. She's the one that got you out of the water."

"Hello."

"I see," I said. I then bowed my head slightly, "I'm Hanshou and thank you Miss Akira for helping me."

"It's not a problem…"

"Not to be rude Hanshou-kun, but why were in the river in the first place?" Miss Sasaki asked.

"To be perfectly honest, I don't know…"

"Huh?"

"Well," I sighed, "I have amnesia, so I don't exactly remember why I was drifting in the river…"

They had apologetic expression which made the carefree atmosphere a bit awkward.

"Ah, you don't need to worry nor feel apologetic for asking questions. However, I appreciate your concerns," I smiled.

Rather than they looked relieved, it looked like they were captivated. Yet, I don't know why that is…

"Then Mr. Hanshou, is Hanshou really your name or…" Miss Okochi hesitantly asked.

"Well, no, but it's a phrase I felt some connection with it and Prof. Springfield decided to call me that."

"So you don't know your age, friends, family, or even your likes and dislikes?" asked Miss Akashi.

I stood up and walked toward the window much to their confusion as to why I would do so. I did not turn around when I spoke to them. Although I know it is rude, yet I needed to pause for a moment to think. An odd and unknown emotion started surging deep within my soul which felt soothing. I think that, I was remembering…

"No, I don't, but I know for a fact that, I was once surrounded by many people. Whether or not they were friends or family, I don't know. Despite that though, I have this warm feeling deep in my heart, that they were people I held bonds with. Through tragedies and miracles, we probably stood by each other. Even if I forget, even if they move on, this emotion, this bond we shared, cannot be broken," I turn around and I was obscuring the sun's rays and had a sober smile, a nostalgic one that I haven't felt in a long time…

"That being said, I'll eventually remember since this is what I truly feel regarding my memories. So that's probably why, I don't need to fret. Besides, Mahora Academy doesn't seem like a bad place to be," I continued to smile while I look outside watching the students enjoying their everyday life.

"That's amazing…"

I turn to face Miss Izumi.

"Well said!" shouted Miss Akashi.

"I hope you find your memory as soon as you can!" said Miss Sasaki.

"We'll help you as best as we can," said Miss Okochi.

I simply smiled and looked at the clock.

"You girls better get to class."

The girls looked up at the clock and they started to leave. They said their goodbyes while I went back eating my lunch. However a voice echoed in my head.

Strength of heart, when united is barred by no doors…

"Strength of heart… when united… is barred by no doors…" I repeated the words in my head. Yet, I do not comprehend the meaning of those words…

Miss Minamoto finally came back and said that the headmaster wanted to see me about my living arrangements. Miss Minamoto lead me a classroom instead which I find it quite odd but I didn't voice my concerns.

I walked through the doors and to my surprised party streamers popped and confetti was dancing in the air. I was certainly confused.

"WELCOME TO MAHORA ACADEMY!"

In the classroom, over thirty people were shouting and welcoming me.

The girls surrounded me and pulled me inside and sat me down in the center of the room. Mr. Takahata and Mr. Springfield were seated next to me.

"Sorry I had to trick you like that," Miss Minamoto said, "The girls wanted to surprise you."

The girls held conversations and presented their talents to me. It was already well-known about my memory loss which confused me since I've been here less than two days. Mr. Takahata tapped my shoulders.

"I almost forgot but about your living arrangements," Mr. Takahata said. I listened closely as he continued on, "You'll be living in the dorms. The room number is 662."

"Heeeh?! Our room?!" Miss Izumi and Miss Sasaki blushed.

"I hope it's not a problem…"

"No," I turn to face them, "I'm new here so I'll be in your care."

I bowed my head slightly as they did the same, except they were nervous. Although, I find it odd as of why I'm not affected by the revelation that I'll be sharing rooms with girls. Was it because they were younger than me? Or was it because I used to live with someone? Well, I don't think now is the time to ponder. Instead, I'll enjoy the company of this eventful evening. After all, it felt nice being welcomed…

Thank you Elizabeth…

Huh? Elizabeth?

To Be Continued…