33 Chapter 33
◎There are countless “I”s in this world◎
Chapter 33 [Countless “I”s in this World]
My wife Sayuri's house was not as far from the so-called ancestral home as my wife Kazuyuki said. It only took an hour to drive there.
At first, my wife Sayuri was very concerned that she was wearing pajamas, her hair was messy, she had no makeup on, and she hadn't even brushed her teeth or washed her face. But my wife Kazuyuki took out a huge cloak in the car and covered my wife Sayuri's head with it.
The pure black hooded cape, estimated to be 1.7 meters long, perfectly covered my wife, Sayuri, from head to toe. No one could tell that beneath such a large, pitch-black outfit, she was wearing pajamas with ruffles and bows, and plush slippers.
They seemed to have entered through the back door of the house, and the parking spot was quiet.
On the way from the parking spot to the room, we occasionally met women in uniform. When they saw my wife and Xing, they all bowed their heads and saluted, completely ignoring the people in black cloaks without even asking a single question.
If my wife, Sayuri, were ignored like this despite being fully made up and wearing a pretty dress, she'd probably be a little hurt. But in her current state, she could only hope no one saw her. Even if someone did, they hoped they wouldn't scream at the sight of such a large black cloak moving across the room.
For a girl who has always armed herself with a beautiful appearance, her mental state in the face of her current situation is so simple.
It was not until they entered the room that Kazuyuki took the clothes and utensils from the maid and placed them in front of Sayuri, my wife. Then they dismissed everyone and closed the door. Only then did the two of them sit down and have time to have a good chat.
My wife Sayuri had a lot to say, but the driver was there in the car just now, and she kept remembering what my wife Kazuyuki said about her amnesia, so she didn't dare ask directly.
Isn't it common in novels to see that kind of plot: the head of a wealthy family loses his memory, and his subordinates are the first to turn against him, stealing the family's wealth and even kidnapping people...
My wife Sayuri shook her head, shaking off the strange plot in her mind. It wasn't really because of this strange reason that she didn't ask in time, but simply because of her social anxiety, she didn't dare to speak.
If it's not clear that Agatsuma Kazuyuki is overly familiar with the entire process at this point, then Agatsuma Sayuri should forget about saving Morobushi Kagemitsu. Taking care of yourself is your greatest contribution to society.
At this moment, my wife and Sachi were the only ones in front of them, and the environment was not as gloomy as it looked in the rental house. My wife Sayuri finally plucked up the courage and decided to take the initiative to ask.
She held down Kazuyuki's hand as she tried to change her clothes, and asked with a serious expression, "There are many things I want to know..."
Before my wife Sayuri could finish her words, my wife Kazuyuki nodded slightly and said slowly, "Don't worry, Miss Sayuri. Everything you want to know will be revealed in the near future."
"Please change and put on makeup first. Miss Sayuri, you don't want to keep wearing a cloak like this, do you? A fitted outfit is also a battle robe. Are you afraid of fighting, Miss Sayuri?"
Many children imagine wearing a large cape, some even draping blankets or sheets as a cape. This garment, which flutters in the wind, looks dashing without a hood and mysterious with a hood, as if donning it makes one appear formidable.
But since I'm going to a party, wearing a cloak is not appropriate. I'm not a medieval vampire, so wearing a cloak is equivalent to dressing up.
After being rejected for the second time, Sayuri Agatsuma felt uneasy. It was the bright room, contrasting with the dim light outside the window, that made her view of things and others more positive.
At this moment, my wife Sayuri felt that the old housekeeper didn't seem to have any ill will towards her. Otherwise, even in her pajamas, she would have definitely run away.
But the other party was just delaying the time, releasing some information from time to time to hook my wife Sayuri's heart, and at the same time taking care of every detail that my wife Sayuri cared about - dislike of publicity, a bit of a middle school student and the shame of being a beauty-loving woman, making it difficult for her to make up her mind to leave easily.
If the other person doesn't know her, how could he possibly know so many of her preferences and little habits?
If what she said was true, then what exactly did the "again" in "again lost her memory" refer to? What memory did she lose?
When had she ever lost her memory in the past? What was the reason for this recurring memory loss?
What kind of person was the original owner? What kind of world did the original owner hope for?
Most importantly, what impact will the original owner's family have on her great cause of saving Zhufu Jingguang?
My wife, Kazuyuki, dressed my wife, Sayuri, in a set of ruri-indigo blue furisode, traditional Japanese attire worn by unmarried women on formal occasions. The Nishijin weaving, infused with gold leaf, was both beautiful and rich and textured—though not excessively thick considering the intricate patterns. If it weren't for the air conditioning, simply putting on such a set would have made one sweat profusely.
Leave appropriate bangs, gather the rest of the hair into a low ponytail behind your back, curl the ends of the hair strands, and then decorate the hairband with intricate flower hairpins and combs. It is formal yet still lively and playful like a young woman.
Agatsuma Sayuri wears various cosplay costumes, and she's not the first to play characters who like to wear kimonos. However, no matter how expensive the costume is, it's always best to respect the original work. As long as the appearance is similar, the material of the costume is not too particular.
The characters in anime are more or less a product of the author's adaptation of reality, and it is not common to see women wearing traditional large furisode kimonos.
This was a novel experience for my wife, Sayuri. She felt like she was cosplaying a wealthy young lady who had left her family's care for various reasons. Now that she was back home, she was also back to the rules.
If the original owner was the runaway daughter who left Agatsuma's family, then what Agatsuma Sayuri is doing is cosplaying herself, the former self.
Then draw eyebrows in front of the mirror and use modern cosmetics to create an ancient makeup look.
My wife Kazuyuki looked my wife Sayuri up and down, nodded with satisfaction, and then put away the tools one by one.
Agatsuma Sayuri opened her eyes and looked into the mirror. The person in the mirror had a face that resembled "Azuma Sayuri," but it wasn't exactly her. Her makeup looked like natural makeup. At first glance, it looked like she was wearing no makeup, and the girl looked pretty. But in reality, it was a full, meticulous application of makeup.
With just simple cosmetics, a person's face can be transformed. She is different from her natural self and also completely different from her usual full anime-style makeup.
If you take her current appearance as her natural appearance, it will be difficult to find the person "Sayuri Agatsuma" in the future.
Everything was ready. My wife and Yuki ordered people to go into the house to pack up, while he led my wife Sayuri to move to another position.
"Miss Sayuri, please follow me. The front yard is where the banquet will be held. Everyone who saved Miss Sayuri that day has been invited."
"The master was very worried about you, so he asked me to take you home."
"Didn't I run away from home?"
Agatsuma Kazuyuki was so surprised that she was slow to respond. "No, why would you think that, Ms. Sayuri? Everything you did was planned."
My wife Sayuri wants to ask, is her hard struggle for survival over the past year also included in the plan?
In the first few months, she really struggled to make ends meet, getting up early and going to bed late every day, and she didn't want to give up the path of being a fan cartoonist.
Whose plan is so wicked that it doesn't even leave a young girl any way out?
She had been worried for almost half a year and finally found the direction to move forward, but what she did at "home" turned out to be as planned?
Was this a plan she knew about before she lost her memory? Could it be that the original owner planned it herself?
Since this is not the first time that the real Agatsuma Sayuri has lost her memory, could it be that this kind of amnesia is actually controllable, and the original owner took advantage of this mechanism and included the "amnesiac self" in the plan.
But the original owner didn’t explain what he wanted to do?
Could it be...
The original owner knew that what "Amnesiac Agatsuma Sayuri" wanted to do must be the same as her own goal.
In that case, there was really only one thing. Once she knew this was the world of Detective Conan, and that Morofushi Keiko was only one step away from death in the original work, there was only one thing Agatsuma Sayuri wanted to do - save Morofushi Keiko!
Although I feel sorry for others, and although Agatsuma Sayuri will now interfere a little in the affairs of people like Miyano Akemi and Matsuda Jinpei, her main purpose has never changed, and it has always been just Morofushi Kagemitsu.
Changing the fate of others was just to make the future Zhufu Jingguang happy. If he couldn't even save the current Zhufu Jingguang, then there was no point in talking about the future.
Thinking of this, the girl who had been walking forward with her chest and abdomen straightened, her chin tucked in, and her eyes looking straight ahead while putting on her large furisode stopped, lowered her head slightly, and fell into thought.
"Ms. Sayuri?" The older housekeeper immediately noticed her companions stop and asked in confusion.
"How many times have I lost my memory?"
Agatsuma Kazuyuki closed her eyes and smiled, as if to say, "You've hit the nail on the head." But she didn't answer. Instead, she quickly returned to her serious demeanor and, as she had so many times before, replied calmly, "You'll know soon, Miss Sayuri."
After that, neither of them spoke again along the way.
My wife Kazuyuki brought my wife Sayuri to the front yard. When the door opened, the sounds of clinking glasses and toasting could be heard from the yard, heralding the beginning of a lively banquet.
Agatsuma Sayuri feels like her social anxiety has kicked in. If converted into a numerical value, the full score is 100, and now it would be 120.
In the past, when she dressed up as anime characters, she would embody their personalities and ways of doing things. Because even if the characters she cosplayed weren't the "cowards" of the community, they were usually the type who could interact normally with others, and she hadn't encountered the situation she was in now.
Now, what should she look like in a kimono?
In front of the last sliding door, Kazuyuki turned around and whispered to my wife, Sayuri, "Ms. Sayuri, you are the next head of my wife's family. You are gentle but not foolish, strong but not rigid, cheerful and generous, and you know how to be lenient and strict."
"Huh? How could I be..." Before she could finish the second half of the sentence "such a person", Agatsuma Sayuri looked into Agatsuma Kazuyuki's eyes and seemed to understand something.
The housekeeper meant to let her play the role of "Sayuri Agatsuma" like this.
Regardless of whether she was such a person in the past, from now on, my wife Sayuri will have to be such a person.
Agatsuma Sayuri felt her mind, once filled with novels, manga, and storylines, suddenly empty. As a milk tea shop employee, a fan fiction artist transitioning to an original novel and manga artist, she felt isolated. Now, Agatsuma Sayuri is the heiress to a wealthy family, having received a decade of rigorous education and is the highly praised and respected next head of the family.
If my wife Sayuri hadn't said that "there was something that needed to be done" and left home, my wife's family would have almost forced the current head of the family to abdicate and let my wife Sayuri take the position directly.
Is this my memory? Or is it a hint from my wife Kazuyuki?
The next second, the door opened, and the air conditioning in the banquet room blasted in with a roar of noise. Agatsuma Sayuri, like the master of the place, glanced around the room with reserved elegance, then slowly walked to the main seat.
【Author’s words】
I went to see m28, it was great!
Gao Ming is so lucid, so lucid it's heartbreaking. If he were the protagonist of this story, he'd definitely rush over and grab Zhu Fujingguang's hand and drag him back to the real world. Whether he's truly dead or just pretending to be dead, he'd just bring him back to life! (Isn't this considered a spoiler?)
Good looking, love watching, watch more!
Please, go see the 4D version, it's worth it.
(Friendly reminder, don’t eat too much when watching 4D, and don’t bring snacks and drinks that cannot be sealed) (Otherwise, you may be forced to put your milk tea on the empty seat next to you like the author)
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