I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!
<"AWW. My parents and I were there last weekend.">
"I know that your parents visit the Binnuri Temple often, but it seems like you've been visiting the place more frequently these days," Nero said. He had his earbuds on while talking to Hanna on the phone and packing his things for his weekend trip with Neoma and their mother. "Does your family need that much blessing from the shaman?"
It was just a joke.
Fortunately, he heard Hanna laugh softly on the other end of the line.
<"I haven't told you yet, have I? Actually, the shaman's granddaughter has been accepted to our school through my father's recommendation. She'll be in Neoma'< em>s class.">
"Oh. She hasn't come to school yet?"