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Chapter 1 The City of Oblivion
There was a ruin with many large trees growing in abundance.
The objects that were buildings had already lost their original form, collapsed, broke, and cracked. There, trees and moss were growing on it as if covering it, facing the sky quietly, and stretching out.
The sound of water could be heard.
It was flooded out at one's feet. Each time I walked forward, a ripple would slowly extend out, and the water's surface would shake.
The town where people once existed, has become a nature dwelling.
Right now, there are no signs of people other than us.
As I walked on the flooded ground in moderation, I turned around suddenly inside the collapsing private house and squatted. While hanging my broom beside me.
At that moment, I noticed fireflies dancing frivolously in my surroundings.
"We've come to a splendid place."
While stretching her tired body, she said. "I wonder how much longer it will take to go to my hometown."
"…… I do wonder how long."
It might take one day, two days, or perhaps even several months.
Her hometown is to that degree far away, as though it existed like mist in emptiness.
"…………" She looked out over here which used to be a town.
Her soft white hair swayed with the wind that carried moisture. Did it feel good I wonder? It appears that her lips relaxed only just a little bit.
However, her eyes were in some respects lonely.
"…… People used to live here in the past, right."
"Well, it is a ruin after all. Is it not?"
"I wonder what happened to the people, to everyone who lived here."
"…………" The townscape has been weathered so much. "At least a hundred years——no, it should have taken even more time for nature to recover, so the people who used to live here have surely died."
"I don't mean that sort of thing when I spoke. Come on. That's tasteless."
"…………" What she wanted to know, was whether those descents were alive or not. It's indeed difficult to know. "It's difficult to ascertain whether they had to move out from here because of war, or cast away their hometown to wander to a somewhere a bit more peaceful. I wonder what happened?"
"…… It'd be nice if they were alive."
She turned to another place and stared at the ruins beyond that.
"It's a sad thing, to be forgotten completely."
She leaked a voice, so tiny, that it was mixed among the wind and disappeared.
It was an uneasy, very frail voice.
"Regarding that, I don't think it's a problem."
When I responded, she opened her eyes just a little and turned her face this way.
While gazing at her jade green pupils, I said,
"After all, this is such a lovely place, isn't it? It's the most optimal for a cool summer resort."
"Even if people are not settling down now, one day, someone will surely perhaps live here. Perhaps it might become famous as a tourist attraction. No, even if not so, perhaps it might already be talked about as a hidden place."
Therefore it's fine—I said.
"This place will never become a real ruin unless people come here and forget it."
She cast down her eyes at those words.
"—I'll forget though."
While talking like that. While smiling as if she resigned herself.
Her name is Amnesia.
I wonder if her clothes were from some chivalric order——under the white toned robe were clothes that had the same white tone.
A single hairband on her white short hair.
She would lose her memory on the first day of the month and be suffering from a mysterious curse that made it impossible for her to even remember her own name.
"If that's the case, please regain your memories, and remember it after that."
I said to her.
"I'll do that," she nodded indifferently, and responded, "Elaina-san, don't forget."
"Of course. I will not forget about this scene for a while——."
Then, I tilted my gaze.
Even if it was crumbling, still, even so, the strong beautiful ruins continued to exist absolutely.