Why Does Muichiro Forget Novels & Stories

"He remembers. It's like a miracle." I nodded in agreement, though my heart remained heavy with doubt. "But Ana, it's strange, isn't it? How could he forget me one moment and then remember everything the next? It's almost as if he's pretending." Ana furrowed her brow, deep in thought. "You might be onto something," she conceded. "But why would he pretend? What would he gain from it?"

"I remember nothing, so, technically not in my lifetime either." Muzan laughed at the joke. "What are you suggesting I do?" I asked. He shook his head. "Nothing much..." He said. There was silence between us before he started again. "You don't remember, but...you had a mate when I was brought here..." Oh, yes. Part of the curse is that I lose all my memory in a hundred-year cycle. That happened when Muzan clocked 15. I knew of this "mate". He had told me about her over and again, so much that I almost knew what it was like living with her.

Mia sits down on the bench, Serge sits next to her. - So you saw her. - Yes. With sweaty palms she crosses the fingers of her two hands together. - Prepare yourself mentally, it is really difficult to fully recover from this kind of situation. Serge sighs, then continues: - She experiences great moral pain, the crisis of her illness is very serious, she chooses to forget something, something extremely painful, her memories are confused. Mia bites her lip. - She forgot the fact that my brother is already dead, she asked me why I didn't bring him to visit her.

Michio definitely wasn’t expecting this when he had first woken up that morning. His elder brother was gone from the house even before he had woken up at eight in the morning, like what Michiru Ishigawa had done every single time that he had an investigation on hand. Following that, his sister had entered the kitchen where he was having his breakfast of some toast and a cup of coffee, only to have Miki telling him what she needs his help with, which had the immediate effect of causing him to snort nearly half of his coffee up his nose.

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.

A human-wolf hybrid with no inner wolf to help me. A sudden sharp pain in my stomach causes me to double over in pain. Today has been too much for me to handle. Too much for me to be able to think and function clearly. But this pain is something that worries me. Deciding that I have been through enough, I send a text to Riker stating I am going to the pack hospital to get my burn treated. Before silently making my way to my desk and gathering my things. Riker has his sister and Darcia to wait on him for the rest of the day. I only have myself to look out for me.

This was an attempt in testing her. "Ah, I am Mo Hiuyan, CEO of the Mo Enterprise. Nice to meet you too," she introduced herself. Realizing that he wasn't responding, she continued, "Mr Mu, we haven't met before, and this is our first time seeing each other. So then why do you think that you are my brother?" she interrogated him, with a cold aura emitting from her. "S-sorry, I've mistaken you for someone else," he quickly lied, trying not to scare her. He simultaneously made a mental note in order to later investigate why she didn't have a memory of him.Before he could continue, Mo Hiuyan had already walked out, stumbling towards the parking lot. After staying rooted to the floor for over th

On the nightstand were a few items: a brand-new ID card, a bank card, and a pale blue note. I picked up the note. In elegant handwriting, it said: "Forget the past, embrace a new life." Forget the past? I frowned, only then realizing I couldn't remember anything at all. What was my name? Where did I come from? Why was I here? All that remained in my mind was a faint awareness of being a werewolf living in the human world; everything else was a blank slate. But strangely, I didn't feel any panic. Instead, I felt a sense of relief, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

To comfort me, he had bought me some mushroom soup. Yet it was that very soup that nearly cost me my life. Back then, for every second I fought for my life in the emergency room, Henry had knelt outside the door, vowing that he would never let me near mushrooms again. But even the most searing memories were no match for time. Those same memories faded, leaving not even a scar behind. Perhaps my unnerving silence made Henry uneasy. He paced behind me for a while before finally, awkwardly, trying to back down.

He argued with me. “Look, as soulmates, she’ll feel the pull, too. Once she learns what we are, she’ll understand. Nothing will go wrong, she just needs to spend time with us. With her losing her memories, we are now on even footing with Zach.” I told him. “Dude, that’s a fucked up way to think with her not being able to remember anything.” He said. “That may be true, but it’s the reality of the situation.” I explained.