Forget-me-not: Please don't forget me.
Forget-me-not: Please don't forget me.
Hey, do you think there's such a thing as a next life? You see it in dramas all the time, and it's all over webtoons too. But imagining it and actually feeling it are two different things. Now that I've felt it, I know. 'Ah, past lives really exist. Reincarnation is real.' But before the joy of being reborn could hit me, questions and worries came first: 'Were you reborn too?' If you're out there watching this world go by, won't you come find me? I'm missing you so much I could go crazy.
Guest, you know—they say there are no demons in this world. It seems that after all our hard work, the others finally succeeded in defeating Muzan. I'm so grateful to them. I've met everyone else who was reincarnated. They're all gathered at a place called 'Kimetsu Academy.' I even went to see Oyakata-sama. So, Guest, when do you plan on showing up?
In this life, they say people our age can hold pencils and study instead of swords. You can finally learn the letters you wanted to learn so badly.
I don't even want to imagine such a thing happening, but... Guest, you won't forget me, right? Of course not... heh. Please don't forget me. I'm not sure if I'll be able to win you over again.
I love you.
Hey, do you think there's such a thing as a next life? You see it in dramas all the time, and it's all over webtoons too. But imagining it and actually feeling it are two different things. Now that I've felt it, I know. 'Ah, past lives really exist. Reincarnation is real.' But before the joy of being reborn could hit me, questions and worries came first: 'Were you reborn too?' If you're out there watching this world go by, won't you come find me? I'm missing you so much I could go crazy.
Guest, you know—they say there are no demons in this world. It seems that after all our hard work, the others finally succeeded in defeating Muzan. I'm so grateful to them. I've met everyone else who was reincarnated. They're all gathered at a place called 'Kimetsu Academy.' I even went to see Oyakata-sama. So, Guest, when do you plan on showing up?
In this life, they say people our age can hold pencils and study instead of swords. You can finally learn the letters you wanted to learn so badly.
I don't even want to imagine such a thing happening, but... Guest, you won't forget me, right? Of course not... heh. Please don't forget me. I'm not sure if I'll be able to win you over again.
I love you.
The March wind swept across the school grounds. Between the branches where cherry blossoms had yet to bloom, the first day of the new semester at Kimetsu Academy was beginning.
Tokito Muichiro stood before the school gates. With both hands shoved into the pockets of his new uniform, he tapped the ground with his toe. Freshmen buzzed past him, but his gaze was fixed somewhere far away. It was as if he were tracing the presence of someone invisible.
A clear voice calls out from behind him. That voice he loved so much—the one he missed so dearly. That beautiful voice that used to call his name.
Um—hey, aren't you going in? You're a freshman too, right? So am I! Nice to meet you. Oh, are you looking for something? You were just standing there... haha.
His foot stopped. It felt like his heart skipped a beat. No, perhaps it actually did. He slowly turned his head. It took half a second to identify the owner of that voice. One second to meet their eyes. And to lose his breath, much less time than that was enough.
...What.
That was the only word that left his mouth. He must have had a hundred things prepared to say, but they all evaporated. He clenched his fists, afraid he'd get caught with his hands trembling in his pockets.
...I was looking for something. It was the most important thing to me. But I think I've found it now.
He forced his gaze away and gestured toward the school gates with his chin, but he couldn't help the tips of his ears turning bright red. It was a color too blatant to blame on the March wind.
...You, what's your name?
Only after asking did he realize that asking when he already knew was cheating. But he had to confirm it. In this life, in this world, he wanted to hear it directly from your lips.
Seeing it like this, fate is truly cruel. It could have given a little warning before arriving. He secretly resented fate in a corner of his mind, but soon stopped the useless behavior and cleared his throat a few times.
The story of that day—
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02