“Anyway…”

"I won't remember my current memory tomorrow, right?"

Xiaomazuru sat down, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

I was so skillful that I was a little surprised, as if I had developed a habit for many years.

"Funny little girl, you're reacting very quickly today,"

"But from tonight, I'm no longer going to seal your memory,"

"On the contrary, I will return your memories to you."

The gray-haired young man squinted his eyes.

Looking at the beautiful face as fairy, Matsushita couldn't guess the other party's thoughts at all.

"I said,"

“It’s just a game.”

The young man seemed to see through the thoughts in Matsushita's heart and said lightly.

"May I have your name?"

“Ajura Pill.”

Silent overnight.

When I woke up the next day.

Masaki seemed more silent than before, and there was a hint of doubt on his little face.

From five to ten years old, on countless nights, the vampire nobleman named Ajuluo Maru chatted with his former self every night.

It was like the same dream, that guy cycled countless times.

Most of the conversations were surprisingly consistent, starting with her amnesia-lossing doubts, and finally ending with tea and chatting.

The chat content is diverse, including what happened to her that day, her life experience discussion, about a dish from yesterday, or the brand of shower gel at her home...

Is this really fun?

Anyway, she didn't think it was fun at all.

Especially after all, there were so many memories in my mind.

Even her, she felt like her head was about to explode at any time.

"Good morning, little girl,"

"It seems you need a little help."

The gray-haired young man appeared in the classroom and sat on her desk.

"?"

"Go back!"

Masaki's face changed and he quickly said.

No matter why this guy ran out, she definitely didn't want her ghost to be discovered by others.

I don't want my own changes to be discovered by others.

"True day?"

"Are you calling me?"

The girl in front turned her head, with a little confused face.

When the little girl saw this, she realized that the young man's body was like an illusion, and it seemed that only she could see it.

"No, nothing."

Mahashi smiled awkwardly.

The girl in front turned back, and the little girl continued to look at the ghost in her heart.

"Why are you showing up here?"

"This has not happened in the records and experiments in the book."

Masaki asked in confusion, his voice lowered to the extreme.

The vampire was placed in her body, and it was already unacceptable that she could affect her spirit so easily.

Unexpectedly, this guy could even run outside?

"This is my special ability,"

"You also know that you were born in this world, and it was not an ordinary experimental product."

"Masaki, you are special."

The young man smiled gracefully.

I don’t know where I got the red wine and wine glasses, and enjoyed them alone.

"Okay, Ajuramaru,"

"For your blessing, my head is about to break open now."

"If there is a way to deal with it, please calm my spirit down. If I go through this state, I will not be able to participate in the experiment today."

Masaki whispered.

"certainly."

The young man's phantom came over and patted the little girl's head with his hands.

Although the phantom just doesn't feel the real feeling of touch, Mahara feels much better.

If you have to describe it, it is probably the messy room that was clean and organized in an instant.

“Ajura Maple,”

"I really doubt you are a vampire."

Mahara sighed comfortably, her eyes returned to the phantom in front of her.

Despite her physical signs and appearance, there is no doubt that this handsome man is of the identity and race, Masaki always feels inexplicably.

"If I weren't a vampire, probably no creature in the world would be considered a vampire."

The young man shrugged.

Drinking red wine on his own, he suddenly sat on the classroom window again.

It was clearly a phantom, but the breeze would still lift its long white hair, which made Masaki feel very strange in his heart.

"Little girl, why do you like to wear purple lace panties?"

The young man asked suddenly.

He was obviously a beautiful noble boy, but he was talking like a gangster.

Mahashi couldn't help but turn dark. For the first time, he felt the urge to erase a creature in this world.

He knew too much about this bastard Ajuluoman, so he could kill him ten thousand times without any guilt.

Having said that, did she feel guilty about anything?

It doesn't seem to be.

Even an innocent person can kill ten thousand times without blinking as long as she has a necessary reason.

No reason.

Because, this is Shinshishi.

Because there is no love.

......

"I'm going to do an experiment,"

"Ajuluo, can you please not affect me?"

"It's best to go back and rest."

Knowing that he had no choice but to deal with the ghost in his body, Mahashi also calmed down a little.

all in all.

There is no need to provoke this guy to anger before there is a way to deal with the ghost.

"Miss Masahara,"

"Your breasts are already developing, remember to buy a bra,"

"By the way, purple is indeed suitable for you."

“…”
To be continued...