Mygo, you guys seem to be getting a bit heavy-hearted.

We must find that person; at the very least, we must know his name.

I found a small box at the very bottom of the wardrobe where the underwear was stored.

Inside the bottle was a white medicine bottle and a small note.

(Attached is the note's contents: A highly effective medicine for treating lung diseases.)

When did I get this disease? And to the point where I need medication?

……wrong

This is not my medicine, but belongs to ○○.

……

As she finished writing this part of her diary, Toyokawa Shoko put down her pen, sighed, and looked at the small medicine bottle beside her.

"Who are you...? Why don't I remember you at all?"

Xiangzi muttered to himself, suddenly feeling a lump in his throat.

"We absolutely cannot let this go... At the very least, we need to know your name."

“You definitely exist, unlike oblivionis… definitely.”

Xiangzi composed himself, made himself a cup of the remaining instant black coffee at home, and then continued writing.

……

Regarding ○○, besides the traces he left at home, I actually have some rather unreliable guesses.

First, one's own memory deceives oneself.

Although it seems incredible, such a possibility does exist.

I don't know who ○○ is, nor do I know how he changed my perception of him, but he obviously doesn't do this kind of thing often, leaving loopholes in many places that I could discover.

It wasn't a logical flaw; in fact, the person did a very good job in terms of logical consistency, with no gaps in their memories.

The reason I became aware of the loophole was entirely due to other people.

The most serious point...

So Se-se would come out and comfort me after Crychic disbanded? Please! That's Nagasaki So Se!

Nagasaki, the ghost of Crychic, always thinking of everyone, with an unparalleled widowly aura! (Sound)

Unless she suffered something even more traumatic than the disbandment of Crychic and went completely insane, how could she possibly do something like that?

She doesn't need me to comfort her; that's already saving me a lot of trouble.

However, while this part of the memory is somewhat questionable... it is also quite clear.

Every word Su Shishi said, every thing she did for me, I could recall vividly in my mind with just a little recollection... Could it be that I really like her?

But I'm straight!

...I should find an opportunity to confirm with her.

Let's see if we can get any information about ○○.

Also, my father is definitely hiding a lot of information, but I can't think of a good way to get him to talk.

Perhaps we can start by looking at this property register to find the previous owner of this house, and maybe then we can find out what happened.

Also, when I go to school tomorrow, I should go to the next class and ask them about it... I have a feeling that this matter is also related to them.

Ideally, we could gather all the mygo！！！！！ members together to discuss this, and mujica should be included too.

No... Toyokawa Shoko

When did you start believing in intuition? What if you make a fool of yourself in front of Xiaodeng?

Forget it

Let's talk about it tomorrow.

……

Frustrated, Xiangzi scratched his hair, threw down his diary, jumped onto the bed, and covered his head with the blanket.

"go to bed!"

Starting today, I must write a diary every day to record these things.

...Just thinking about it is such a hassle; I've been incredibly busy lately.

There are performances in Mujica this weekend.

Miaomeng somehow got hold of an interview video with a senior in the industry, which brought the band a huge wave of traffic online, causing the agency to assign them a whole bunch of new tasks.

Most of the tasks fell on her shoulders as the team leader. If it weren't for Chu Hua helping her share some of the pressure, she would have been working herself to the bone.

If only someone could be with her right now... oh dear...

"so tired……"

After drinking coffee, Xiangzi fell into a deep sleep.

Half-asleep, the girl curled up uneasily, tears welling in her eyes.

"Where...did you go...?"