I shake my head from side to side.
—: Kei-chan, why?
Kei: Because……
I don’t really understand.
Yet, I don’t want to forget.
Even if I’d forget as I opened my eyes, even if it is such a fickle memory.
Kei: ……If I don’t want to forget it, then I can’t!
If I decide to promise and forget, I get the feeling I would be letting go of something important.
—: Kei-chan, I’m begging you, please understand.
I vigorously shake my head, no.
Maybe because she petted my head like a child, I was somehow being childishly stubborn.
—: Kei-chan.
Kei: No!
—: Fufu… ufufu…
A laughing voice.
As if to make a little fool of me, I am ridiculed by a stifled giggle.
Kei: Wh-who is it!?
I hear the sound of a bell.
—: It can’t be……
A cheerless expression crosses her face as I watch.
A voice mixed with laughter suffuses the sound of the ringing bell.
—: I’ve found you, hidden girl.