46 Chapter 46

◎I was so focused on guarding against the criminals that I didn't realize the source of the attack was you◎

Chapter 46 [I was only concerned about guarding against the criminals, but I didn't realize that the impact came from you]

There are a lot of things to move, and it is inconvenient to sort them out at night. My wife Sayuri and Koyasu Ryo agreed to go to the rental house to sort them out during the day tomorrow.

This time, as I was moving temporarily, I could only choose a few items to take with me, and would move the larger items after I found a new place to live.

Even so, my wife, Sayuri, still needed help. Koyasu Ryo's willingness to help with the tidying up was a real help.

The two chatted about some daily life. Agatsuma Sayuri spoke with reservation about the reasons and consequences of her coming to Mori Yuya, and Koyasu Ryo also shared his work experience.

My wife Sayuri knew that she had not confessed everything, and she also knew that Koyasu Ryo would definitely not tell her everything.

But the two of them maintain a relatively sweet relationship, and from a third-party perspective, there is no problem.

=

That night, my wife Sayuri was unable to update because she had no drawing tablet or pen and paper.

But she went to the platform specifically to check and found that her comics were still updated normally at the previous update time.

Since that was the time when Ryo Koyasu called her at her doorstep, and the other party did not find any signs of anyone entering from outside the door, Sayuri Agatsuma could only think that the house was haunted again.

It's a pity that she had the guts to stay in such a place last night.

What exactly is the reason for this phenomenon? My wife Sayuri is puzzled.

It would be fine if the other party randomly updated a few pages with content that was completely unrelated to the previous ones, but it is very tricky if the updated content is completely consistent with the plot that my wife Sayuri had imagined in her mind.

Could it be that this "ghost" could read what was in her mind?

The most terrifying thing was that Agatsuma Sayuri discovered that she had inexplicably discovered a memory of drawing the previous night's update. Even the process of doing it gradually became more vivid. It was as if some invisible force had shaped a reasonable memory and implanted it in her mind.

After a long time, will her own consciousness be erased by this power, leaving only the fictional part?

Were the memories of Agatsuma Sayuri's past, the memories of the original owner, disappeared due to the influence of this power?

Everyone in Agatsuma's family knows that Agatsuma Sayuri will lose her memory, and it has happened more than once... How long has this power existed? What is its principle, reason for existence, and can it be controlled?

These are all things my wife Sayuri urgently needs to know.

She even suspected that the members of my wife's family did not tell her too much about the family, perhaps because they knew she would encounter this situation and were afraid that this mysterious power would use her memory as nourishment to increase their understanding of my wife's family.

What would happen if this power gained too many memories related to this world? Would it be passed on to the next victim, or would it affect the world itself? No one knew.

With a light sigh, my wife Sayuri looked at her makeup and neat clothes and felt that it was a bit of a waste.

She had just woken up, but there seemed to be no reason for her to go out at the moment, and there was no message from Kenji Hagiwara.

The girl lifted the curtains and looked at the night sky outside the window. Various artificial light sources in the city emitted brilliant colors, making the dark sky appear colorful.

The night sky in her previous life was similar, just as lively and busy at night as it was during the day. However, every light in the non-residential area of ​​the downtown area at night meant that there were people working hard for various reasons.

My wife Sayuri wanted to do some handicrafts again, but unfortunately all the materials were in the rental house, so she had to draw a simple design on her mobile phone first.

=

200 kilometers away, the Nagano Prefectural Police were ordered to transfer several inmates connected to a case in Tokyo. Due to the large number of inmates and the relatively dangerous nature of the case, in addition to the Metropolitan Police Department's proactive escort, Nagano Prefectural Police also provided assistance.

Typically, at least two officers are needed to escort one prisoner. If a large number of prisoners are being escorted, it's best to do it in batches. If a simultaneous escort is necessary, a force three times the number of prisoners will be needed.

This is not only to prevent prisoners from escaping during escort, but also to protect prisoners from being sought after by others and dying during transfer.

"Inspector Morofushi, I'm leaving this mission to you."

The man called the Inspector was fair-skinned, slender, and gentle-looking. Rather than calling him "Inspector," it wouldn't be surprising to call him a scholar or researcher.

If people knew that this person also had the title of "Kong Ming", I'm afraid the impression of him as a military advisor would be even more deeply rooted in people's minds.

Zhu Fu Gaoming said a brief farewell to his colleagues and set out on the road to escort the prisoners. It just so happened that he would have a few days off after this mission, so he wanted to see if there was a chance to meet up with his brother, whom he hadn't contacted for many years.

He always had a feeling that his younger brother, Morofushi Kagemitsu, was still in Tokyo and had not left.

Back then, my younger brother sent a postcard of himself dressed as a police officer, leaving a message saying, "Brother, I'm a police officer too." Then, there was no news. I imagine he either died in an unknown location or became a public security officer, carrying out secret missions and unable to contact his only family.

For several years, Zhufu Gaoming had never taken the initiative to go to Tokyo to search for his brother. Now, he had this opportunity to go to Tokyo. Although he still did not actively search, just strolling around the streets of Tokyo, perhaps he would have the same encounter as his brother...

Just let him maintain the illusion that they still live under the same sky.

=

"Liang, I'm still a little scared..."

My wife, Sayuri, stood in front of the rental house, timidly asking her boyfriend for help. Showing weakness at this moment is most likely to arouse her boyfriend's desire to protect her.

Zi Anliang's smile was somewhat helpless, and he held out his hand, "Give me the key, I'll open the door."

My wife Sayuri handed over the key without hesitation.

"After you go in, you just need to be responsible for packing your things, and I will move the luggage out."

My wife Sayuri nodded obediently and said that she would definitely sort things out as quickly as possible.

"Just bring the necessities. No one will take the rest if you leave it here for now... I think."

Zi Anliang added the word "should" because he suddenly remembered that this temporary move was caused by an unknown person entering the house.

My wife Sayuri did not object. The two of them made an agreement, and Koyasu Ryo decisively turned the key and stepped into the house first.

The house was naturally empty, just as it had been when my wife, Sayuri, had left. In fact, it was not much different from when Koyasu Ryo had left.

"Everyday necessities are available at the hotel. I just need to bring my pillow..." Agatsuma Sayuri said as she trotted towards her room and entered her room while speaking.

Because she needed Zi Anliang's help to move things, she did not close the door of the room tightly, but left it ajar, leaving a large gap.

Ryo Koyasu looked around the other rooms and found nothing different from when he left, so he walked towards my wife Sayuri's room.

The girls' bedroom was the only room in the house he had never been allowed to enter.

Although they were in a relationship, the bedroom was the most private part of the relationship. If things were going well, the woman should have initiated sex before entering.

Is helping with moving things considered a formal invitation these days?

Zi Anliang stopped at the door of the room, leaning against the wall, and did not push the door open to enter.

The boyfriend's behavior was very gentlemanly, but it was not so good for the girlfriend.

As soon as my wife Sayuri came in, she found the suitcase that she had worked so hard for. Last time, it was filled with many of its owner's dolls, making the entire suitcase bulging. It was not until the move was completed that the suitcase was empty.

Today, it is needed again to move the dolls.

But things are different now. The number of dolls is no longer the same as when we first came.

I haven't lived here for a long time, but the number of dolls has increased by half without me noticing.

"What should I do? No one wants to stay here..."

The person who had just been planning to pack up the things he wanted to take away and leave without any pause was now in a dilemma.

"If you put a life-size pillow in, other medium and large-sized dolls won't fit. Even a 20cm Nunu will be squeezed into a pouty face..."

"But if I don't take it, I can only take three 60cm ones..."

During the tidying process, the mountain of dolls on the bed lost its barely maintained balance and scattered like a landslide. A small amount of metal and plastic accessories on the cloth dolls came into contact with the ground, making a slight crackling sound.

My wife, Sayuri, is used to this kind of scene. Before she moved to a new rental house, she experienced it several times a day. After moving to a new room, this situation became common.

But she is used to it, but her boyfriend is not.

Zi Anliang was startled when he heard the noise and turned from alerting outside the room to alerting inside the room.

"Sayuri, are you okay?"

"Nothing...! It's just that some things fell down, uh..."

The girl lay on the bed, stretched out her arms, and tried hard to reach the doll under the bed. Her chest was squeezed, making her answer unclear and she subconsciously added particles to express difficulty.

"Do you need my help?"

"Sayuri?"

Zi Anliang hesitated at the door. He could hear a reply just now, but it was only half a sentence. Now there was no reply at all.

“Bang—”

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground became the final push that pushed him into the room.

The man pushed open the door, his worry and anxiety evident in his eyes, "Sayuri!"

The woman was stuck between the bed and the wall in a very awkward position, but judging by the way she was trying, it seemed she wanted to go deeper.

Koyasu Ryo rushed to the bedside and tried to pull my wife Sayuri up. As soon as his hand touched the woman's arm, he was startled by the smooth touch.

Only then did he remember that the girl in front of him was an ordinary person who had not received any professional training, was weak and fragile, and was a common person who needed protection.

"…Sayuri, I'll do whatever you want to do. You get up first."

The girl's muffled voice came, "It's okay, I'll get it soon."

She waved the doll in her hand and swept out a Nunu that had fallen into the deep. Although this would turn it into a mopping Nunu, it would be clean and fragrant after washing, which was better than being thrown pitifully under the bed.

Zi'an Liang felt something soft bump against his feet and looked down. He saw a mustachioed Nunu grinning smugly, wearing a blue sweatshirt and carrying a guitar bag. It wasn't entirely unlike his usual outfit; it was exactly the same.

Except for that smile... He wouldn't smile like that while on a mission.

Zi Anliang picked up Nunu and pulled the girl up.

The sorting work can finally continue.

Zi'an Liang glanced at the box on the ground and saw all kinds of dolls spread out on the ground, but the box was empty.

It seems that the progress bar is currently at 0.

He had no other choice. Considering his girlfriend's reluctance to enter the room, he asked for her opinion: "Do you need me to come in and help? Or should I continue to wait outside?"

"Um……"

Agatsuma Sayuri's reaction was a little strange. She kept her head down and only secretly observed her own face out of the corner of her eyes, but did not give a direct answer.

Speaking of which, the girl didn't react much when he entered the room. Could it be that she wasn't shy about being seen in her room, but that there was something she couldn't let him see?

He seemed to be bored waiting for the answer and subconsciously looked around.

You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.

This room, how...

When I first walked in, I was struck by the chaotic colors in the room, and I assumed it was just my wife Sayuri's personal aesthetic. After all, she often wears pastel or vibrant bright colors when she goes out, paired with sparkling zircons, artificial gemstones, or crystals, and even likes to use glitter and pearlescent powder in her makeup.

Having more colors in the room is just the preference of young girls.

Thinking of this, he took in everything in the room without any precautions.

【Author’s words】

Jingguang: Because I read too fast, it was too late to realize what I saw.

Female lead: (guilty) (peek)