"This is..." Kamijoo Toma only felt like he had a long dream. He was not doing this dream steadily. He felt that his head was always sending a signal of "pain" to his body, making him feel drowsy, but he didn't know how to wake up completely. He could only try to open his eyes in a confused manner, but he couldn't do it for the moment.

During this process, some sound came from his ears.

"Really... Is there no way?" A low voice came, with a hint of hoarseness, and it felt like a teenager, but according to Shangjo's feeling, the voice should have been very nice, although it was a male voice.

"...I really don't want to say this. This should be the most powerless thing for me, right?" With a sigh, another voice came, which sounded like the voice of a middle-aged and elderly uncle. "But you also saw it..."

"Amnesia..."

This... is the doctor? Katsujou Dangma thought in a drowsy way, saying, what's wrong with me? What's missing?

etc......!

who I am?

An invisible huge terror suddenly exploded in Kamijo Tama's heart, which made him awaken his great perseverance in an instant, and supported him to try hard to spread his eyelids that were as heavy as a thousand pounds.

Opening his eyes, the strong light shook suddenly, making Katsujou squint his eyes suddenly and looked out the window carefully, and the sun was shining brightly.

The ward is a single room, with the walls, floors and ceilings all white, giving people an extremely spacious feeling. The windows beside the bed are open, and the pure white curtains sway in the wind, bringing a unique romance in summer, making people feel inexplicably cheerful.

But the boy couldn't be cheerful at this time.

Thinking of what the suspected doctor said before, a trace of gloom surged in the boy's heart.

No wonder I don’t remember who I am, what happened before, and I don’t even know why I am here...

Have you... lost your memory?

In this case, it is actually the most insecure. From childhood to adulthood, everything I have experienced, everyone I know, and my previous experiences, even when I didn’t even know when, and all of them disappeared. This feeling of being abandoned by the world is enough to drive people crazy.

It is already very rare for a boy to remain calm.

But even so, what should I do next is still confused for the amnesia of Katsuki Toma.

Who am I, and where do I belong?

"Hmm?" At this moment, the young man's light accidentally glanced at something beside his pillow.

It was a notebook.

"journal......"

Although it was strange that a diary suddenly appeared in his ward at this time, the boy still opened it.

The diary is not new and even a bit old. It can be seen that it was not a temporary forged thing. Looking at the handwriting on it, the boy pulled a pen from the head of the bed and wrote a few words on the diary. He found that the handwriting of the two was exactly the same.

Although I have lost my memory, will the familiarity of writing over the years still change?

So, is this really my diary?

"My name is...Samu Kazuki?" Looking at the name written in the lower right corner of the first page, the boy couldn't help but murmur.

After a while, Shangzhao finished reading the diary and took a deep breath.

"Dad, mom? Qing Palace to Xia? Tuyumen Yuanchun? Blue-haired earrings? Indyx...?"

"Academy City?level        5? Superpowers? Magic? Fantasy Killer?"

"My past experience is really... rich and colorful."

"but......"

Just as Kazuki was worried about gains and losses due to the diary in his hand, the door of the ward opened, making Kazuki lift his head.

As the door of the room opened, a boy slowly walked in.

The boy looked about the same age as him, about sixteen years old, with black hair hanging down to his ears, and his almost flawless face made Shangjo unable to help but raise his eyebrows. His light golden eyes were deep in his eyes, and his pair of chestnut-colored glasses made him a little more bookish and gave him a feeling of being as gentle as jade. Although it was summer, the boy was still wearing a long white windbreaker, which made his originally slender figure feel a little more chic.

"This is..." Shangyong felt a little nervous. In this case, the person who came to visit him must be the person he knew, but who was he?

There are only a few people who are familiar with me who appear in the diary, from Qing Palace to Xia, Tuyumen Yuanchun, or blue-haired earrings?

No, since I called him blue-haired earrings, I think it should be blue-haired, right? This is not. Shangbiao frowned and thought to set off, who is that?

Wait... When Kazuo accidentally noticed the boy's light golden eyes and the pair of chestnut glasses, he suddenly thought of the records in his diary...

'Today is another unfortunate day. The egg I finally bought finally broke! It seems that the goddess of luck still refuses to visit me... But I met a strange guy. She was obviously in a thin sweater... and she also wore a pair of glasses. But that kid looked really handsome, with her light golden eyes...'

‘By the way, his claim is…’

"Qing...Qing Palace?" Shangjo said tentatively, and at the same time he was secretly complaining. He really didn't know what he called Qing Palace before, and he didn't know whether it was his name or name, so he could only miss it.

The Qing Palace has actually been here for a long time.

I tried my best to release the air wall and try to push the upper part out of the feather, but for some reason, it was a little bit short of it, which caused me to fail.

This made the Qing Palace silent for a long time. To a certain extent, I could say that I had done a lot of failure. Even with myself there, I couldn't avoid the fact that I lost my memory. So will everything happen next?

However, since things have happened, the Qing Palace will not be depressed by it. All he can do is to try his best to help his friends recover.

The lost memories can never be found again. Since that is the case, continue to create memories.

Start now.

"Oh, Ah," Qing Gong pretended to be relaxed and greeted Katsujo, "I heard that you were hospitalized due to an accident, so I came to see you. I heard that your head was injured? Is it okay?"

"Ah, no problem." Kamijo answered a little nervously. He also knew that he had a good relationship with Qinggong, but after he lost his memory, he didn't know if they had any habits when chatting, so he could only answer carefully.

Seeing Shangyou's appearance, Qinggong couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

The memories of the past, under the "Sigh of the Dragon King", were completely wiped out. He no longer remembered what he had experienced before, no longer remembered that he was classmates with him, nor did he remember that he was his friend, and even his name might have been obtained from his diary. His cautiousness is just because he was afraid that he would say something wrong and let himself guess the fact that he had lost his memory.

"But, it was really dangerous before." Qing Gong calmed down and said to Nakajo with a relaxed look. "I didn't expect that in addition to the ability, there is also magic in the Academy City, just like before..." Then, Qing Gong used the words he said, and said in detail what had happened before.

"Fortunately your right hand can solve all the power of magic." Qing Gong said with gratitude on purpose, "If you are hit by that level of magic, you just need to touch it with your hands..."

"Yes." Kamijo smiled bitterly, but said in agreement.

The reason why Qinggong came here was to let Kurajo ask for the panic of not knowing anything as soon as possible. Even with the help of what he said, he had to let him know what was going on. Everything about Kurajo's previous friends, hobbies, tempers, etc. were secretly revealed to him under the clever verbal skills of Qinggong, without Kurajo's notice.

"I didn't expect it? I said before that guy Tuyumen always likes meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow

"That's actually a cute little bit of the girl, right?"

"Also, the guy with blue-haired earrings actually said that he wanted to control all the women in the world. He was simply a pervert, even more abnormal than you..."

"Hey! What the hell is he more perverted than me!"

Soon, Shangjoo was able to chat with Qinggong normally. If you look carefully, the tone of the two of them actually was no different from before, and it was still like friends complaining and hurting each other, no difference.

However, in this case, this "harmony" makes people feel even more sad.

"Forget it, if you stay, the doctor may have to drive me out." Qing Gong stood up slowly and smiled at Shangyou, "Ah, you should cultivate your body well, and I will come to see you again if you have time."

"Okay." Kamijo raised his eyebrows at Qinggong and smiled casually, "But I will be out soon, I don't necessarily need you to come again!"

"Haha, that's the best." Qing Gong laughed, turned around and pushed open the door and walked out.

Outside the door, the frog-faced old man looked at him with a worried look on his face.

"Is this okay?" The soul chaser sighed, "I know he has lost his memory, but he still handed the diary to him, so he won't let him..."

"Kunojo is my friend," Qinggong interrupted the soul-chasing of the underworld, "regardless of whether he remembers me or others, he is my Qinggong Zhixia's friend, and he has always been."

"Memory continues from now on." Qing Gong said softly, "I also hope that if one day I become like this, someone will treat me like this."

"Is that right..." The soul-chasing man sighed again, "Forget it, that child is here too. I'll go in and talk to the boy first, and then let them meet."

"Okay." Qing Gong chuckled, turned around and walked towards the other side of the hospital corridor. The breeze came gently, blowing away the solemnity of the courtyard and bringing new air.

At the other end of the corridor, a silver-haired girl wearing a pure white nun's suit with golden patterns was rushing towards this side.

"Hope...you can find yourself." At the corner of the corridor, Qinggong turned his head and sighed at Shangyou's ward, then raised his lips slightly.

"My friend."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!