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    As expected, the kid didn’t fail the part-time job interview.

    The boss, who had judged the skill after seeing it a few times, opened his eyes wide and gave it a thumbs up, showing that he was very pleased with it.

    Declaration of passing.

    And the positivity that comes back as if it were a given.

    Starting tomorrow, there will be one new part-time worker here.

    There has never been a day as boring as today.

    Deep down, I thought it would have been better if I had started from today.

    So, I ended up making an uncharacteristically celebratory mistake.

    The next day, I couldn’t sleep.

    I don’t know if it’s because I wait for my part-time job for quite some time, or because it’s a time when stress builds up regardless of whether I’m at home or out.

    But as they say, after hardship comes happiness. The time for part-time work has come.

    I was wondering where to start when I made eye contact with that kid. I was flustered, but I thought it would be okay to raise my hand slightly and let him know that we were both from the same school.

    However, the reaction was not so pleasant.

    Don’t you react indifferently? Don’t you pretend not to see it and go about your own business? Don’t you just quietly go about your own business?

    Time passed so quickly that my part-time job was over.

    Until we parted ways. No, until he finished what he had to do and disappeared in a flash. I couldn’t even say a word to him.

    …you might not feel so good.

    If I have time later, I guess we can talk about it then.

    But during the time I was working after this, there was no conversation again. Because there were so many people, I had to work without even having time to open my eyes.

    The next day arrived.

    Today, I definitely have to do it! I clenched my fist and tried to talk.

    It would be perfect if it was under the pretext of teaching something. After all, I am the one who has worked here the longest, and I am suitable for teaching new employees who have just joined.

    …But, that kid was too perfect.

    Once you teach them something, they never forget it and just do it. Even though there are so many tasks, and other part-timers make countless mistakes and cause problems, and they often have to clean up after themselves, they just completely broke away from this custom that no one avoided.

    He never forgets what he has learned and does his assigned duties. While doing all those things, he just looks at the manual and does everything. Even if his grades are top, is this something he can do?

    The boss told me to teach him personally because he knew I could make a mistake somewhere…

    Mistakes? There’s no way that could happen. Even correcting and fixing mistakes was something I should have learned from.

    What is this? I can’t teach like this.

    I was really resentful of the customers who kept flocking in while I was just working silently.

    And so the next day came again.

    The next day came. Another series of bad news struck and I couldn’t say a word.

    Now that my main job has increased and I have more things to do, it’s become difficult to keep up with them.

    This can’t go on.

    Today, I deliberately spoke first. I felt like I had to say something.

    “Over there!”

    “…”

    “We’re in the same class. Did you know?”

    ah.

    I want to run away.

    Why do you insist on keeping the facts that both you and I already know in your mouth and making the conversation more awkward?

    Of course, you must have seen the list of kids who will be in the same class in advance…

    “No. That’s the first time I found out about that.”

    “…Huh?”

    You really didn’t know?

    Obviously, the bachelor’s side must have sent me to a class that was assigned in advance…

    “Anyway, I don’t care which class I’m in or who’s in it.”

    …Ah. Looking at those eyes that had sunk like a pile of ash, I came to understand something.

    This kid. It didn’t make sense to start working part-time.

    How could an adopted son from a wealthy family be working part-time?

    It’s not a situation where you can be happy about things like being in the same school or in the same class.

    And the fact that I had to earn money by taking on the work before the downsizing… I could guess that in my own way.

    How did you come to have such a twisted personality?

    I figured out why he was so cold-hearted and only did his job while putting the word “deal” first.

    Maybe if he had been just a little bit off track, he would have become someone like that.

    You were in the same situation as me.

    This kid, too, was alone like me.

    No one would have believed it.

    The world won’t look so pretty when even your family turns their back on you.

    I couldn’t help but understand that feeling.

    That no one thinks this kid is special.

    There is no feeling of seeing anyone as special.

    That’s an unnecessary emotion for this kid.

    For a thoroughly cold-hearted person who only considers gains and losses, numbers and symbols, formulas and theories, such emotions would not be necessary.

    If so… it’s clear how others will see you.

    I’m just the number one girl in the same class as you.

    From the beginning, this kid didn’t care who was in the same class as him.

    Because everyone in the world will look the same.

    …Yeah. Strictly speaking, we’re just in the same school. We just happened to be in the same class. And this time, we might just be in the same class.

    No matter how hard you try to get closer, nothing changes.

    It is only a one-sided position on my part to think that the kid who offered a helping hand was special.

    The other party wasn’t paying any attention to this.

    I was the only one who remembered that day and never forgot that time.

    That is, it becomes visible only to the south.

    After a while, he is just a person who will disappear from memory.

    Once I learned that fact, my excitement subsided immediately.

    As the gloomy timing came, customers began to flock in.

    Yeah. Let’s do some work. I need to focus on my part-time job.

    …but I couldn’t focus on my part-time job like that.

    My body wouldn’t listen to me. It was like I was turned into a rock.

    Both eyes were about to close on their own. The weight of my eyelids was unusual.

    Because of that, while carrying the necessities as usual, my body was leaning to one side.

    My body was completely exhausted from staying up all night for several days, but I had not been able to sleep for a day or two, so this might have been expected.

    Ah. If something like this happens, it’ll be a big problem.

    My body will also be badly injured.

    You’ll probably have to stay in the hospital for a while.

    I can’t come back here to work again.

    …Oh, today is a day I don’t want to remember.

    With my eyes closed and my body falling, that was all I could think about.

    but.

    -Tub.

    The body that was about to fall to the floor was firmly caught by someone’s arm, preventing any mishap.

    “I was wondering why you were staggering like this earlier. Sigh.”

    Just before both eyes close due to drowsiness.

    I heard the child sigh.

    As time passed, I opened my eyes. When I checked my surroundings, I couldn’t help but be terrified. I had fallen asleep in the break room for several hours…

    ‘oh my god…’

    When I hurriedly tidied up my clothes and face and came out, everything had already been left behind.

    To that kid, and no one else.

    “Are you awake now?”

    “That’s…”

    My lips were still wide open at the fact that I had left all that work behind.

    It’s not strange to hear some bitter criticism.

    He had done all the work and had to take care of other people’s work, but then he just slept soundly and woke up, so it was hard not to look at him with displeasure.

    Still, the child did not complain.

    He would just nod his head once to give a signal that said, “From now on, go do your thing,” and then silently go about his work.

    It wasn’t just right now. Until the end of my part-time job, I just quietly did my job without complaining or even saying a word.

    …my heart started beating wildly again.

    In the end, I was able to finish the remaining part-time job safely while regaining my condition.

    No mention was made of this to the boss or other part-timers, so it was unknown.

    I could have asked for a deduction from my hourly wage or, more broadly, asked for more money because you made my day difficult, but I didn’t do either.

    In a word, it meant pure goodwill.

    With a kid like this, should I just remain a stranger?

    No. I don’t like that.

    “Excuse me. I’ll go a little early today! Sorry!”

    I started to get greedy.

    Even though I was just another girl from the same school, I didn’t want to remain like that.

    I don’t want to give up.

    He may seem cold on the outside, but he’s actually the kindest person ever.

    There is a clear difference in that I am the only one who remembers that time unilaterally, but on the other hand, there is a commonality in that we had the same experience.

    No one helps me or believes me.

    It’s the same mindset that you have to live alone because there’s no one you can trust in this world.

    So you can know better.

    Because I know that psychology and have experienced it, I will be able to dig deeper.

    Okay. Let’s start from the beginning and take it step by step.

    If you are not much different from other people, let’s start by becoming friends.

    If you keep trying, maybe one day this feeling will come true.

    No. I’ll make it touch you.

    “Gasp, gasp… Wait a minute!”

    I was out of breath. When on earth did you finish cleaning up so quickly and disappear without a sound? I could barely follow the footprints left by the falling snow.

    The kid looked back.

    “Are you thinking of doing the same ‘deal’ this year too?”

    “…”

    “Right! I guess I should start by paying you back for helping me today. Take this.”

    “What is this…?”

    “I organized it myself. When you turn each page, the meaning comes right after. Isn’t it easier to memorize it this way?”

    I took out a dictionary of English words that I had made easy to memorize efficiently and handed it to him.

    I made this to look at and memorize whenever I have spare time, so it will be useful.

    The biggest advantage, more than any other reason, was that it could be hidden on the body.

    “If necessary, let’s do this year’s group project together. I have to get my grades. When studying for exams, if the kids mess up on purpose, I’ll copy it for them so we can study together. Plus, I can share the workbook I bought separately. Wouldn’t that save more money? It’d be better than asking them to take care of it every night.”

    “If you can copy the main parts… and the workbook too…”

    “And during my part-time job. I also don’t know a lot of things while studying. Don’t you think it would be efficient to teach each other while studying?”

    In response, Minhyuk seemed to be racking his brain.

    “…But there is one condition.”

    “What is it?”

    “There are so many guys around me who come to me and hang out with me. So… How about… pretending to date me?”

    The conversation is almost over.

    Although there were some rather absurd conversations, a successful ‘deal’ was concluded.

    I still won’t be a special person to Minhyuk.

    If you ask me how I look, I think he’s someone I worked with on a group project with… but I still felt a little relieved that his reaction wasn’t dry like other people’s.

    “…You were the one who woke me up when I was alone.”

    It was you who taught me the word ‘kindness’ that had been trapped in the world.

    “So. This time, I’ll approach you. Minhyuk.”

    I don’t intend to end up as friends.

    Because I like it. A lot.

    ***

    “…”

    The tomb of the Duke of Baghland, consisting of four inner chambers.

    And there is a hidden memorial in each of those chambers.

    I had no choice but to follow the intention of the status window that revealed the number of the next memorial as if it wasn’t over yet.

    In fact, the memorial was right there, emitting a bright light as if it was waiting for me.

    The vacation period between the end of the second year of high school and the start of the third year.

    Most of that vacation time was spent working part-time.

    From then on, I started saving money like crazy to escape from that house. I couldn’t let go of the high-paying part-time job I had.

    A part-time job that I got by luck… no, with the help of others.

    The story began from there.

    But for the time being, there were still a lot of things we didn’t know.

    Because it wasn’t my point of view.

    He made chocolate and made it again and gave it to me with success.

    She made me some porridge because I had a cold.

    In a situation where I was pushed back by many people, I deliberately called the teacher.

    I went to the student council president of the kendo club, who was trying to frame me and punish me, and told him the truth.

    In a case that grew into a distorted incident, I worked hard to find small pieces of evidence that proved it was a false accusation and to receive a fair judgment from the vice president of the student body.

    When I suddenly collapsed because my body wouldn’t listen to me, he supported me while struggling and took good care of me.

    While working part-time, I deliberately tried to avoid being caught by the youngest, Eun-ji.

    I had a strange feeling, and when the second grace came, I tried to dispel her suspicions by telling her that we were studying together.

    While working part-time at a convenience store, I quickly drew attention to what my eldest son and his adoptive mother had almost discovered nearby.

    Other events include retreats, school trips, after-parties, visits to the sick, sports competitions, family birthdays, etc.

    …all of it.

    It passed quickly in the form of a memorial.

    The remaining two memorials were both like that.

    This long memory was not all my memory, but the author’s memory.

    Even though it was the same incident, it looked different from the author’s perspective.

    It showed differences in many areas, not just what I knew.

    “…”

    It was confusing.

    It’s not just about showing my past, but it’s also based on the author’s memories, so the images are drawn vividly.

    The end of Memorial ended with only one ambiguous scene showing the passage of time after we parted ways.

    But it was a truly strange scene, as if looking at the Marquis Teresia and the Duke of Bagrand.

    “The notes…as expected.”

    Harnie muttered in a serious tone and bit her lips.

    I was so focused on the memorial that I didn’t remember the contents of the note Roselle left behind.

    But it won’t be her.

    “…Listen carefully. Karsin. Actually, I felt something right after seeing these notes. So, there’s something I want to say here and now.”

    Meeting my eyes, Harnier said:

    “Your relationship with your family didn’t just get worse, it was ruined by someone else’s intentions.”

    …what?

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