Why Does Muichiro Forget Everything Novels & Stories

Zacharias' thoughts were once disturbed again as he heard my voice and footsteps striding towards him. "Mr. Jiro, let's cancel this whole partnership." I directly said. Allura lost her memories. She also made a pledge with herself that she'll never go back to her past, even if she has forgotten her other past events. The past memories in her... are not complete. They're like puzzle pieces scattered all over. And she doesn't want to make herself struggle even more just by trying so hard to go back to her forgotten past. Zacharias' chest tightens by hearing my words as if they were words of objection. "Why so sudden?"— Was he only replied.

"I needed to know if there was even a flicker of recognition left in him, some part of him capable of understanding what he'd done." "Was there?" "No." The word came out flat, final. "He didn't know who I was. Called me Kade twice. Asked the nurse, completely without malice, completely without memory, why his son had come to visit without calling ahead." He laughed, a short, broken sound with nothing of his usual charm in it. "Twenty-eight years of being the disappointment, the reckless one, the spare. And in the end, he doesn't even remember enough to know which twin tried to destroy him professionally, let alone which twin he tried to destroy in return."

"Mr. Shaw, we can't continue!" One of the doctors shouted, "The damage to her brain and spine is too severe! The connection is becoming more unstable by the second. We can't extract any more memories!" Daniel acted as though he hadn't heard a word. By now, he realized that there seemed to be a reason behind everything I had done. A reason that drove me to this point. "Faith, what are you waiting for? Tell me." He crouched down in front of me and asked with genuine seriousness.

- "He... I don't recognize him Emma. That's not the Mauricio I know. I didn't make a commitment to a man who tries to take me by force, Emma." I got up without action and got dressed, looked for the bedroom door and when I left I found Roberto and Clarice in the hallways, trying to understand what had just happened. Emma Since Mauricio killed his father, he always has some crises that end up resulting in this, in his losing control, but this only happens after he dreams about what happened. I had never seen him like this before, it was a surprise even to me. I thought that he didn't have this anymore, because he has had years of intense psychotherapy and it had been a few years since this ha

I said, my face lowered as tears fell out of my eye. "Do not ever touch me, the only person allowed to touch me is Giorgia and my family members not you." He said sucking his teeth at me. All I could do was leave the room. This is my life now pending when Marco gets back his consciousness, his normal being. Silver and Marilyn rushed out to check up on me as I sat down on the ground, "he doesn't remember me, the doctor said he suffered a memory loss and only remembers things that happened before me and Giorgia was in his life before me."

And if what he’s saying is true, then… I had really been here before. It’s not just burned food, running faucets, or forgotten chores that I’ve been missing out on. Even this—something so serious, so life-altering—I had forgotten. What else might I discover about myself, all because of this memory loss? I suddenly recalled the worried looks Marco had been giving me, the frequent scolding whenever I forgot things. Now… I’m starting to understand why he acted that way. A sudden heaviness weighed down on me again. I remained silent, unable to find the words.

How did he lose his memories? He had so many questions running through his mind that he felt his head would burst. Who could he trust now? What truly happened five years ago? Why were they not living in the mansion anymore? Why did his father leave them? Why did his mum never talk about his dad? Could it be related to what happened five years ago? What was everyone hiding? Why did Ryu think he was dead for five years? Why did Toshiro and the rest kill Ryu's sister? Who was she anyway? What was her name? Why couldn't he recall everything related to her? He could clearly remember his second and third year. She must have been with them during those years so why couldn't he remember her?

It's as though every possible clue or piece of advice slips through my fingers like sand. The anxiety builds up in a crescendo in my mind, making it difficult to think straight. Just as I'm submerged deep in thought, I hear Michal’s voice cutting through my mental cacophony, pulling me back to reality. “Babe, can you bring me a towel, please? I forgot,” he calls out. His request makes me chuckle, the sound bubbling up unexpectedly, because how is it that a person like Michal, who is trusted with significant responsibilities as Sebastian’s right-hand man, can’t remember the simplest of things, like grabbing a towel before a shower?

“Don’t tell me what to do when you clearly have the hardest time listening to anyone. Mom said to leave her alone, Lui said to leave her alone—there isn’t a guardian in the entire tower who doesn’t think it’d be better if you left her alone. She’s happy again. You don’t need to be involved. Maybe…maybe her forgetting is for the best. I know it’s not what you wanna hear but…it’s time to let go.” “She hasn’t forgotten.” “What? Don’t be ridiculous—” “No,” he said firmly. “No. I’m sick of everyone trying to tell me I don’t know what I’m seeing or what I’m doing. She didn’t have sleeping problems before; they haven’t vanished with her supposed memory. And, yesterday, I saw it in her eyes—for a sp

I don’t want to remember anymore. Knowing that this happened makes me feel very awkward and out of place. I can’t think about this anymore, I just need to lock it in the titanium box at the deepest part of my mind. “If you don’t, I could tell you more…to jog your memory”. Miyamura says, feigning a look of concern. “You like to lick and…”. “I do not need to know that sir!”. I shout in protest. He should just shut his damn mouth. “You don’t need to be so shy Sorahiko”. He smiles at me. “Your body’s natural response is not…”.