Eris, I'm actually from another world called Earth. In my previous life, I was a simp who died trying to save a girl from being hit by a truck, and now I've reincarnated into the body of a catgirl!
...
Yeah, no.
Like hell I can tell her that.
That would make sound absolutely insane, and the last thing I need is to confuse her—or worse, make her think I've lost my damn mind.
Besides... telling her I was a man in my past life?
Yeah. That would make things super awkward.
I take a deep breath, forcing myself to focus.
The past doesn't matter anymore.
I'm not so overworked salaryman drowning in deadlines, grinding away at a soul-sucking corporate job, throwing money at gacha gas like a degenerate.
That life is gone.
Now, I'm a catgirl in a fantasy world.
A fresh start. A new beginning.
I have to let go of who I was and embrace this new reality.
So, what's my best play here?
Simple.
mory loss.
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"No way..."
Eris gasps, now sitting beside on the bed, her hands wrapped gently around mine. Her touch is warm, yet rough in places—calluses, perhaps from wielding a sword.
"You really can't rember anything? Your family? Your ho? Nothing at all?"
I shake my head slowly. "No... Whenever I try to rember, I get this terrible headache... like a black fog is covering all my precious mories..."
A complete lie. But a harmless one.
Eris's breath hitches. Her blue eyes shimr as she quickly wipes away a stray tear with the back of her hand.
"That's awful!" Her voice wavers. "I can't even imagine waking up one day and not rembering my parents or my siblings... Just the thought of it is... heartbreaking."
Her empathy catches off guard. She looks genuinely pained for .
"It—it's okay, though," I say quickly, trying to ease her worry. "Since I don't rember anything, there's nothing for to feel sad about."
"I guess that's true... but still..."
"Thank you for your concern, Eris." My voice softens, cutting in before she can worry further. "Honestly, I'm fine. And I'm really glad you were the one who found . If it had been soone else... soone with bad intentions... who knows what might've happened to ?"
Eris looks down briefly, then back at , her expression easing. "No, don't ntion it."
Then she hesitates.
"But... your na... You've forgotten that too?"
I freeze.
"Y-yeah..." I whisper. "I can't even guess what the first letter might be... Eh?"
Suddenly—
A voice.
A whisper in my mind.
Feminine, distant, yet so clear.
A single, beautiful word.
Without thinking, I say it aloud.
"Felicia..."
Eris blinks. "Felicia? Wow! That's a beautiful na! So you do rember sothing!" She beams, her face lighting up with excitent.
But I—
I'm stunned.
What the hell was that?
The mont I heard that voice, the mont I spoke that na, sothing inside ached. A deep, poignant sensation blood in my chest, like an echo of sothing I can't grasp.
Felicia...
Was that the catgirl's na? The original owner of this body?
I don't know.
But it feels right.
And since Eris already believes it's my na...
I'll go with it.
"Felicia..." I murmur again, letting the na settle on my tongue.
Then—
"WAIT!"
Eris suddenly gasps, her ears perking up as if she just rembered sothing crucial.
She jumps up and strides toward the corner of the room. There, a massive wooden chest sits, locked tightly with thick chains and an iron padlock.
"Your stuff! Maybe if you see it, you'll rember!"
I blink. "Huh? My... stuff?"
"Yeah! The dress you were wearing, your jewelry—I kept everything!" Eris exclaims, quickly fishing out a key and unlocking the chest.
She lifts the lid.
And then—
My breath catches.
Holy...
I'm stunned.
Eris pulls out a striking black dress, unfolding it carefully.
It's beautiful.
The luxurious velvet catches the dim light, highlighting the intricate details. A high, ruffled collar. Long sleeves that end in delicate lace cuffs. The bodice is adorned with silver embroidery—delicate vines that weave down the asymtrical skirt, short in the front and cascading longer at the back.
It's elegant. Dark. Stunning.
And I know it.
Recognition slams into .
I've seen this dress before.
Because—
It was the catgirl's dress. It was my dress.
"Oh!" Eris gasps. "Your face—you look like you just rembered sothing!"
I reach out.
My hands tremble as my fingers skim the fabric. A deep, inexplicable emotion stirs inside , squeezing my heart.
"I-I still don't rember everything..." My voice wavers. "But... I recognize this. It must be important to ."
"Wait a minute! There's more!" Eris exclaims, digging further into the chest.
She pulls out a small wooden box and holds it out.
"Here—your earrings and necklace."
Jewelry?
I take the box, my pulse quickening.
I hesitate before opening it.
And then—
My heart stops.
My chest tightens—a wave of emotion crashing into like a tidal wave.
I don't know why—
But suddenly—
Tears well up in my eyes for no reason.
And before I can stop them, they fall.
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