My older brother, my only family, lost his memory. He had always been a fool who cared for me ever since he took me in from the temple… Not wanting to burden a brother who no longer remembered me, I left. But in my absence, tragedy struck, and I was powerless to stop it. So, I turned back time. Back to the moment he lost his memory. I couldn’t allow the same fate to unfold again. With determination, I said— I let out a small laugh and pulled out a document I had prepared. The writing was large and clumsy, but its message was clear. [I hereby transfer all my assets to my younger sister.] As my stunned brother stared at the paper, I retrieved his seal from the drawer, pressed it into the ink, and placed it in his hand. Then, with the saddest expression I could muster, I whispered— “Stamp it. Now.” This time, I will protect you.