"I feel like I am forgetting something. Fenrir, do you know what I am forgetting?"
I asked, and the puppy gave me a look of surprise.
"You are forgetting the second serving of my dinner. And also the third… and maybe those vegetables you put in the attic… and the fourth serving of my dinner… master, are you alright?"
My body jerked as soon as I recalled the vegetables. I was supposed to bring them back down hours ago.
'Tsk, darn it! I was supposed to have them pickled by now. Oh well, better late than never, I guess.'
I stood up, and Fenrir followed me as I walked out.
"Oh—! Are we leaving for something? Where are we going? The stairs?"
The puppy questioned, and he was far too hyper. Even normal kids were not this vocal… most of the time. Not that I knew any that were like this… outside of some of my extreme sessions.
'Block the memory. Otherwise, you'll get more of a headache.'
