The plain and unnoticed me is no more

As I watched the other side of the door, Sin, who had finished his morning workout, came in with a wooden sword.

"Ah, oh. Owner, it looks like Levi left the door open while we were sleeping."

"Morning, Sin. Did you try to open this door?

"No...."

"Look, it's a room I don't know. It's so strange."

Open the door wide to show Sin the room.

On the other side is a stone wall, a room like a large warehouse.

From the two side by side small windows, you can see the windy leaves of the trees, and soft morning light is pouring in.

Sin touched the door with interest and peered into the other room.

I wonder if this door is Artemis. Looks like some kind of famous secret tool.... "

"Oh, yes!

Since when have I felt so happy in the morning?

I didn't think that the time would come to talk about Japanese cartoons with someone, so I couldn't help but be happy that Shin had Nin's memories.

While we were talking with the door open, some fairies in the form of animals flew over here and circled around to invite us back to their original rooms.

If they think they're going anywhere, they look at us like they're suing something.

"He said come here. I'll be late for breakfast, but why don't you go?

"... just a little bit?

I looked at the door first and wondered whether Singh was interested or not.

I walk indoors in excitement, following Sin.

I thought there might be some discomfort because I went to another space, but I was able to get through without any resistance.

The air is a little chilled.

And it smelled like a newly built tree.

I looked around the room, but there were only two small windows and an arched opening with no doors to enter or exit the room.

The fairies made sure we followed them and flew away.

"Does Singh remember this building?

"No, the beams and pillars are new, and they've been built recently.

"Hmm, so someone built this part... by the way, where's Levi?

"You said you were going to continue talking last night and tomorrow morning."

"And you haven't shown yourself this morning, have you?"

Let's look around a little bit.

We came out of the opening into the hallway and chased the fairy earlier.

Among the doors on the left and right, the door on the left, where the fairies flew, was half-open.

Guy, pushing the door, it was a lovely garden with colorful and beautiful flowers in bloom.

Beyond the brick trail stands a lovely house with a straw roof on a white wall.

"Owner, that's Lyla's house in my memory. Then what is this building?

Singh looked up at the building, looking back into the courtyard to see what was happening.

"Seriously... Owner, like Levi said... hey, what's up?

In front of Lyla's house, I suddenly overflowed with unspeakable emotions and shed tears.

When I look at that house, I feel nostalgic and lovely because I have memories carved into my soul. It's terrible that I can't remember anything back then.

When Sin noticed me weeping, she rushed in haste.

"Hey, what's going on? Did you see that house and remember Lyla?

To Sin, who peeks into his face worriedly, I shake my head to the side.

I don't really know myself. Emotions that I can't explain are confusing me.

When I remembered Will's erased memory, various emotions were upset, but the quality was different from that time.

After all, it was anger at him, who ignored me as a party, and the adults who didn't stop it.

I think I'm crying now because I miss this place. But what I feel more intensely is despair that makes me want to die.

What kind of life did Lyla go through as an adult?

Shin and Taki told me all the stories of the previous life that were fun and happy, but I feel very uncomfortable.

I want to know what happened to Lyla. There is no basis for this, but if we can find Lyla's treasure, I think we'll figure something out.

I wiped my tears and stared straight at Singh.

"Sin, let's start the treasure hunt tomorrow."

"Ah, that's good, but... are you okay?

"I don't remember anything myself, but my soul remembered this place. Lyla lived in such a lovely house."

"... the house that Lyla's father, a carpenter, built for the Goddess. Let's take a closer look."

Walk down a brick path with a view of the beautiful garden. Then, for some reason, you notice that the windows and doors are open.

Singh looked carefully inside the house and shouted.

"Is anybody there?