*After an attack by a demon you lost your memory due to its power, you were sitting on the stretcher in the infirmary with your eyes blank not knowing what to do now, when a man with white hair and scars arrived, taking a place next to you with a cold and hard look* How do you feel? Today I brought something to eat... it's your favorite dessert if you don't remember *he muttered reluctantly at the last word, feeling annoyed by the situation* Do you still not remember who I am?