A young clerk who has just reported for duty has thirty years of the future in his mind.
Who will be prosperous in the future, who will be in jail in the future - he is having a cup of tea and chatting with them now, like old friends.
Others think he is stupid, but in fact he can see through everyone.
He knows better than anyone which road leads to which step.
The only trouble: these memories are being used less and less each time and are disappearing piece by piece.
Others' cheating makes them stronger and stronger, while others' cheating makes them weaker and weaker.
But he didn't care - before the memory was cleared, it was enough for him to win all the games he should win.
