Chapter 13: Moon
Hime sighed frustrated.
“The stupid mochii is so picky. I offered it the cookies and the chips and it accepted neither of them!” Hime complained.
“Maybe it just does not like those two options? Did we being anything else?” Kiki asked.
“We brought up a tomato,” Jenny said, taking it out of her pocket.
“It never occurred to me that Dino’s memories might be being passed onto someone else…If that’s true…I’m sure…because of that voice I heard…They are being passed onto—“Chero pondered.
“Miss Chero? Are you alright?” Francis asked.
“Francis…” Chero sighed.
“This is not like you. That expression does not suit your face! Even if it is just for a moment…can’t you smile--”
“Um…Francis?” Chero questioned.
“Hmm? What is it?” he asked.
“Can I ask you a question? If there was someone I didn’t want to forget me again…What should I do? If you all were to forget about me…and asked me, “Who are you?” what should I do?” Chero asked.
“Well…you…as…No. No no…” Francis pondered.
“You’ve been breaking a lot of clocks and getting your memories back. If it’s too much and you can’t fit them all in…What if you turn out like me…and lose all of your memories..?”
Francis frowned and then smiled, “You must remember your important people.”
“What?”
“You’re the only one who knows from experience what it is like to forget something that you do not want to forget, right? It’s sad, but we will definitely forget something,” Francis said.
“Yeah…I just don’t want to forget my parents’ faces again…”
“Then…you must remember them. You have been remembering us so far, so we all started to remember little by little. Your memories are never really gone, are they? They just sink to the back of your mind, oui? You must keep remembering them, so that you can have your memories of them at all times,” he said.
“…Do…Do you have someone you also do not want to forget, Francis?” Chero asked.
“Well, yes…That is why I live with my memories. We nations have to, so we’ll …never forget .”
“I see. You do say smart things every once in a while,” Chero teased.
Francis laughed and flipped his hair, “And I am good-looking to boot! In fact I am too good-looking to not escape from this house~”
