“...Well, Nurse Aki. You were in the surgical department before coming over to Rehab, right?” “Yes, that’s right.” “Please forgive this rude and direct question of mine...” I glanced up left and asked in a more delicate voice, “...How long can those patients who died remain in your mind...?” This is a question I would probably get scolded for or even blank white eyes. If I were a nurse, I’ll be wondering what would a brat who doesn’t know anything about the surgical scene ask something like he knew what’s going on. However, Nurse Aki still gave me a smile and answered, “Well...” She looked at the ceiling of the patient’s room for a while, and slowly opened her mouth before saying, “If I try to recall, I can remember their names and faces. Even if it’s a patient whom I spend only an hour with in the same operation room...hm, I can still remember. I only saw them sleeping due to the anaesthetic. That’s really unbelievable, isn’t it?” In other words, there were some deaths in the operations Nurse Aki did before...I knew that this isn’t something that I can just touch on randomly, but I couldn’t help but ask, “Don’t you want to forget them?” Nurse Aki blinked twice, perhaps seeing my expression I don’t know of after I said that. However, the lips that had light lipstick on them continued to maintain their smile.