A man who pursues rationality in every action.
A woman who closed her heart due to childhood wounds.
Because they realized they would never truly understand one another, they decided to part ways.
”I won’t eat it if it’s not strawberry flavor!”
…If only he hadn’t started speaking with a lisp that day.
* * *
”It seems he has regressed to his seven-year-old memories following a severe impact to the head.”
Medicine, shock therapy, and even alcohol—she tried everything to bring her husband back.
Was there finally some progress?
As time passed, he would occasionally show a serious look in his eyes.
He even displayed the resourcefulness and brilliance of a full-grown adult.
…Except, only when his wife wasn’t around.
”Please prepare everything so that we can divorce as soon as his memories return. There is no scenario in which we stay together.”
The preparations for the breakup were complete.
Once he returned to his original age, they would go their separate ways.
But something is strange.
Since when did it start?
”Shasha, they say I’m incredibly smart. They said that except for my memories, I’m not at the level of a seven-year-old in any other area.”
“…….”
“So, what I’m saying is… I want to do more than just peck you on the cheek now, Shasha.”
The smile he wore every night with the soul of a seven-year-old…
It no longer seemed so innocent.
