Author's Notes: I am so sorry for the long hiatus guys. Life has been terrible for me. But here I am, writing an update :) I would like to thank my silent readers, reviewers, to those who faved and followed my story and especially to those who waited for me to update (I don't know who and I don't want to expect, but really thank you! You're the best!

Thanks guys! And I hope you'll enjoy the latest chapter of Remember (even though it's kinda short hahaha).

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"So.. is everything fine?" Riko paused, and then pursed her lips together for a moment to listen to the other line's reply on her phone call. "That's good to hear, but I'm gonna visit there sometime this week. I'll contact you later. Yes, yes. Thank you. Bye." She then ended the call then sighed before looking at the view, her hair flowing with the afternoon breeze of the rooftop.

"Nice view, isn't it?"

Riko was startled from the voice behind her, however she didn't show it and replied calmly without turning to face her. Riko knew she's just there, standing with her long, white hair flowing beautifully, with her cream-colored eyes gleaming. "You're the principal of this school, right?"

The newcomer's long, white sleeveless dress with a big ribbon on her back moved with the breeze. "Yeah."

"Then what are you doing here, God's 'secretary'?"

The girl smiled, almost forming a grin. "I thought we agreed that you'd call me Shiro?"

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Kuroko Tetsuya tried to walk silently in the hallways of the four-storey fourth building of the Teikou Afterlife School, however, his footsteps still echoed through the silent hallways.

Even after Riko told him that it was not really necessary for him to go to the classes except when he needs to gather information as it might be a factor for a soul to vanish, Kuroko is not really fond of skipping classes, even if it was to help Pinkish Nightmare for their performance tonight.

And he's also not fond about what he had found out from the mysterious Momoi earlier.

"Wait, what?"

Momoi smiled. "You heard me, Tetsu-kun. My memories tell me that I knew you in the real world."

Kuroko was surprised about finding out about it. He was glad though. It means he's another step closer in taking back his memories fully

"But I'm sorry."

"W..what?"

Momoi smiled sadly. "I'm sorry Tetsu-kun, but I can't tell you anything more than that. There's something that stops me.. I'm.. I'm so sorry--"

"Momoi?" Koganei peeked from the doorway. "I'm sorry to interrupt but we really should get to practice."

He sighed. What's going on with everybody?

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Riko rolled her eyes. "So? What do you want?"

"Aside from you hard-headed guys giving up, nothing else." Shiro said after snorting out. "And you knew full well that it's not me who wants something, right Riko-chan?"

Riko finally faced Shiro, her face full of seriousness. "Kuroko Tetsuya. You know him, right?"

"No, I don't." Shiro answered sarcastically that made the brunette fume in anger inside. "Of course I knew every soul and non-soul here, what do you think of me?"

"I think he's special." Riko said truthfully. "I think he has something your rainbow-haired representatives have too. I knew it from the moment I saw them protecting him."

Shiro 'hmph-ed'. "Are you a fool? Of course the Generation of Miracles would protect Kuro-chan, he's a soul. What's more, he's a living soul."

"I'm not stupid, white head." Riko said, narrowing her eyes. "You may deny everything, but the evidences are enough for me."

Shiro smirked. "Sometimes the thoughts of the actions are not enough without words clarifying it, and silence is not as.. golden as what you think." She then walked past Riko and stood at the top of the rooftop's metal railing, savoring the coolness of the afternoon breeze.

Riko stared at the being in front of her. When she first arrived here in Afterlife, she thought everything was normal until she met this woman that was introduced one day as the principal in an assembly. She then thought that something is wrong. She tried to every information she needed, with her memories resurfacing slowly one by one, that her life has been miserable and that if God exists, she would fight him and ask why something like her life happened.

And Shiro was the one who confirmed His existence.

However, as much as she is valuable as the GoM because it is only them who could communicate with her one and only enemy, Riko couldn't help but to notice that they were useless when it comes to information, and they wouldn't come to her side no matter what, so she decided to treat them as enemies too and search a way to find God themselves.

"Well.." Shiro's voice snapped Riko out of the latter's reverie. "I guess I should go now. A lot of things have been out of order since little Kuro-chan had arrived. Time to arrange things a little bit." She was about to leave when the stern brunette stopped her.

"Wait."

Shiro turned to look at her. "What?"

Riko took a long breath. "You told me before that.. everything that had happened before and right now.. it's because of our free will and not your boss's.."

"Yeah." The white-haired lady answered silently.

"I still won't believe it." Riko said. "Not until we.. I.. will find a way out of this hell."

Shiro smirked again. "Do whatever you want, Ai-chan. Though.. I'd like to warn you that not everything you see is what it really seems."

Riko frowned.

"You may all have free will.." Shiro continued. "..but someone high up there still exists." She said, motioning the heaven. "A warning: Don't continue what you're planning on doing later. Or you'll definitely lose one of the things you treasure the most." She then jumped from the railing. Riko ran to see if she landed somewhere, but the only thing she could see down there is empty space.

The brunette shook her head in disappointment. "I don't like her warning at all."

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"You're serious?"

"Yes, Akashi-kun. Let me join you."

"And why?"

whispered to Akashi Yuuri's ear. "..."

"But why--"

"Let me join you and I'll tell you why."

The redhead sighed, but smirked either way. "It couldn't be helped then."

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A/N: I still need your traps guys.