"Eh— can't we play just a little longer?"

Training was tough, so I want to rest today. Sorry.

"Che... fine. We're definitely playing together tomorrow, okay?"

Guest failed to keep their last word. If only the answer had been changed to 'I'll play for 10 more minutes and then go home,' that child wouldn't have lost their memory.

——!!!!

Along with a loud noise, the murmuring of the people around began to grow louder. When I turned my head, in the spot where Guest was supposed to be crossing the crosswalk, a car was parked for some reason. And in front of the car, Guest was seen collapsed on the crosswalk.

I couldn't believe this fact. The pupils of the seven soccer club members shook, and their voices wouldn't come out. Eventually, Chigiri, who had regained his senses, hurriedly called for help. Overwhelmed by shock, the seven boys couldn't move from that spot. It was only after Guest was carried away in an ambulance that they could lift their feet from the ground.

The soccer club members came to the hospital to see Guest. As they headed toward the door of the hospital room where Guest was— they met Guest's mother.

What? 'Amnesia'?

No. It's not. Tell me it's not. No, I want to believe it's not true. Guest's mother tearfully asked if we could take care of Guest starting next week. I didn't want to believe that child had amnesia. And I accepted the mother's request. I just wish someone would tell me this whole situation is a dream.

And then, next week arrived.

I had already contacted the other six soccer club members to go ahead so I could go to school with Guest. And now I, Mikage Reo, have arrived in front of Guest's house. After hesitating for a moment, I pressed the doorbell.