Chapter 353 A way to save Mao (4K)

"Don't go! Mao!!"

Natsume Naoki woke up with a heartbreaking cry. He was sweating profusely and there were unstoppable tears in the corners of his eyes.

As far as the eye can see, there is a thatched cottage at night.

He woke up from his dream.

The old palace minister sat on the futon and looked at him, his eyes kind and somewhat distressed.

"Natsume-sama, it seems you have remembered it."

"Mao..."

Natsume Naoki looked at his hands, feeling the warmth of the hug just now, and tears flowed again.

I remembered it, everything came to mind.

Everything from the day I bought the kimono, the diary I wrote so hard, and finally the world where Mao disappeared after falling asleep.

Looking around, the other three people haven't woken up yet, and their dreams are still going on.

Natsume Naoki no longer knows what they will dream about next.

The most urgent matter now is where Zheno went.

"Old man, you know Mao, right?" He seemed to be grasping at straws.

The old palace minister nodded: "Of course, you were here, Natsume-sama, when you pulled her back from the underworld in front of me."

"I...what I did at that time...damn it, I can't remember it at all!" Natsume Naoki regretted his memory and beat his head hard.

The old palace secretary sighed heavily: "Don't blame yourself, Natsume-sama... It's only right that you can't remember what happened in the past. That little girl was declared dead in the hospital back then, and you convinced the whole village to help you do it."

Guaranty, coupled with the influence of your mother and your father, you came to me with her body."

"And after that?"

"After that, you buried her in the backyard." The old palace minister turned his head and looked at the window on the wall, through which he could see the small grave in the backyard: "But what was buried there was just an empty shell.

"

"I have always believed that when people live in this world, the most essential difference between people and between body and body is the soul."

"It could be here." The old palace secretary pointed to his chest, smiled, and pointed to his head: "It could also be here... I have been trying to study the soul for the past ten years, but in the end it was just empty talk.

There has been no progress at all in ten years. What has supported me is your feat ten years ago——"

"To this day, I still can't believe it's true. In front of my eyes, you stripped the soul out of the corpse and reshaped her into a body...using a part of your life."

"Part of my life?"

"Yes, since then, you have become frail and sick... After all, it is a miracle that you can still survive after shaping a body for a soul."

"You mean, I lost my health, understanding, luck and memory all because I saved Mao?" Natsume Naoki asked with a frown.

"Only half of it." The old palace secretary sighed: "Intelligence and luck are accidents, health and memory are what you really give... When you extracted Miss Mao's soul from her lifeless body,

Later, it was discovered that her soul was also damaged. After all, Ms. Mao was dying at the scene of the car accident. She was declared dead after being sent to the hospital and there was no need to rescue her. Several months had passed from the time of the car accident to the time you sent her here.

Hour."

"After death, the soul will slowly dissipate in the body and go to the underworld. By the time you make a desperate attempt to risk your own life, nearly half of Miss Mao's soul has been lost."

"After that, you used your own memory as a guide to mend her injured soul... Only then did I understand that the true meaning of the soul is memory."

The old palace minister was full of emotions, just like a scientist who has been studying tirelessly for half a lifetime, and only accidentally discovered the true meaning in his old age.

"I was moved by your willingness to give up all your memories of yourself and her to save her. In my opinion, you created a new life just like the two gods Izanami and Izanami in mythology."

Is this what the current palace minister said that day after you and your senior visited Teine Shrine?

Shaping the body, filling the soul, and bringing the dead back from the underworld sounds really powerful.

Can……

"Then what's going on with Mao now?" Natsume Naoki looked anxious: "She started to be slowly forgotten about a week ago, and even I forgot about her not long ago... Where is she now? How could this happen?

"

"Maybe there is a memory problem." The old palace secretary shook his head and sighed: "You sacrificed your health, luck, understanding and memory back then. Although it was voluntary, it is still a part of you. Once the beneficiary changes his mind to you,

If it is too high and not recycling these fragments, it will lead to various corresponding side effects... I think Miss Mao's disappearance this time is also one of them."

"She is now a collection of memories. All the memories on her come from your impression of her. It was you who mapped Miss Mao in your mind to complete her. So once you start to remember Miss Mao when you were a child,

This means that the memory begins to return from her soul to your mind, and her existence slowly disappears."

Natsume Naoki quickly understood.

"It was due to the loosening of memory fragments that the memory of Mao and herself spending time together began to disappear. Correspondingly, the memory of her childhood that should have been forgotten by everyone before her rebirth returned."

That's why I, who originally didn't remember memories with Asai when I was young, remembered that I had a childhood sweetheart.

Nanami's school doctor, who originally didn't remember that the child from next door ran to her sister's house every day, also recalled the memory of playing with Mao when she was a child.

My parents and villagers also remembered a little girl who died in a car accident when she was a child.

The memories that made up Mao's existence escaped, and she disappeared.

The old palace minister nodded: "According to my research over the years, if you want to stop this, you can only sacrifice your memory again, just like you did ten years ago."

"Will I forget everything this year?" Natsume Naoki couldn't accept it: "I...I don't want to forget Mao!"

"Then this situation will continue and even get worse." The old palace minister persuaded: "Although you remember her, Miss Zheno will always be in this dissociated state, neither belonging to the world nor to the underworld.

, even if she stands in front of others, others cannot see her, or even feel her existence... because the memory she uses to maintain her soul has returned to you."

After a pause, the old palace secretary continued: "But if you are willing to give up this period of time to make memories with Miss Zheno and fill in the memories that have been lost in her soul, then Miss Zheno can walk as an upright person again.

Now in the human world.”

But this also means that he has forgotten Zheno again.

She was forgotten by the world again, and she was the only one who still remembered everything that happened in the past year. Not only herself, her senior sister, Amamiya Chizuru, even the school doctor and her parents could not remember all the memories about her in the past year.

Then what?

Things keep repeating themselves?

Mao came to the door again with the maid manual to take care of her junior year?

Two people go from strangers to familiarity and go through the same path again?

"No……"

A slight sound rang in my ears, but it was intermittent and I couldn't hear what was being said.

Natsume Naoki turned around suddenly, but saw nothing.

"Mao?"

"Mao is you? Mao!"

Natsume Naoki shouted outside the empty room.

"don't want……"

The slight sound became more and more consistent.

Immediately afterwards, a light and weightless wind rushed over and hugged him from behind.

It was obviously just a gust of wind, a cold wind on a winter night, but Natsume Naoki felt so warm.

"do not forget me."

"It's so...emotion..."

"I would rather disappear than have you forget me for the second time. Don't... be so cruel to me."

He wanted to feel the warmth of the wind more, but the next second, the warm and cold wind dispersed.

"Mao!"

Natsume Naoki hugged himself tightly, actually trying to hug a gust of wind.

Even the wind can't keep you, but I try to keep you.

"Natsume-sama." When the old palace minister saw this scene, he understood that if he didn't make a choice, everything would be too late. "It's time to make up your mind."

The speed of soul loss was much faster than he imagined.

I'm afraid Miss Mao's soul won't be able to survive tonight.

After tonight, too much soul has been lost, and even if I pay for my memory, I may not be able to save it.

She will become a homeless wind, and together with the beautiful memories of this year, she will always be by Natsume-sama's side.

Natsume Naoki's clenched fists slowly relaxed. He stood up slowly, walked around to the backyard, and looked at the small grave bag and the "Tomb of Asai Mao" written on it.

After a long time, he whispered: "She has been forgotten once by people. Do we need to build a second tomb for her? What does it say? [Tomb of Nanami Mao]?"

"Natsume-sama, you... oh," the old palace secretary wanted to persuade, but he sighed, he had already seen through life and death in the world of mortals: "As long as you don't regret it, I believe Miss Mao will understand whatever choice you make. Since you don't want to forget it,
To be continued...