Chapter 11

“How can you be so calm about this situation, Dad?! How can you not do anything?!”  said a very pretty girl that looks like she was about to cry.

She was holding on to her father who stayed still. He remained firm, tough, decent. Her father who never changes the expression of being expressionless. Her father, one of the most influential people in the whole of Japan and the whole world itself. Her father who has all the connection. She couldn’t understand why he doesn’t even care.

“How can you be like this... when my sister is nowhere to be found?!” the pretty girl was already crying, staining her pinkish cheeks with tears.

“You know very much that your sister is dead, right?” he said, still without any change in his expression.

“She's not! She's not dead! You know that! She's not the person we buried! Mirai is not dead~! I'll find her and I'll prove it to you!” she cried, tears were already flowing down her pretty cheeks when she rushed out of their mansion.

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“I finally found you...” Miyu felt the guy move closer as he pulled her into a tight hug. And there it was again, the feeling that being in his arms isn't new. It always felt like she belonged there, like it was meant for him to hold her like that.

“You...?”

But even though she felt right in his arms, she knew she needed to let go. She pushed him gently and stared at his face with confusion. She needed to know who he is. And she needed to know who she really is...

“Don't you remember me, Mirai?” he asked, eyes full of pain as he looked back into her eyes. She knew he was searching for something as he looked at her, but then it was also clear that he knew how she doesn't have the answers as well.

“Please, Mirai it's me... Please remember me...” he was pleading yet her eyes showed nothing but confusion.

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