"You've become smarter."

Asai Mao was stunned for a long time, looked at Natsume Naoki and smiled softly, her voice as soft as the melting snow on Mount Teami.

The slight smile disappeared fleetingly, and then there were a few tears in his eyes.

But she did not let the tears flow down. Ever since she opened her eyes and looked at the world again ten years ago, she vowed not to cry again.

So very gently, I stretched out my hand to wipe the corners of my eyes, and took a deep breath through my nose, as if nothing had happened.

She is still the all-powerful maid who cannot be defeated, and she is still the Nanami Mao who gave up her name as Asai Mao.

After calming down, she looked at Natsume Naoki and said solemnly: "Welcome back, Brother Naoki."

Natsume Naoki opened his arms, glanced across his body, then tilted his head and looked at Asai and smiled: "I don't think there is any difference between myself now and myself in Tokyo, and myself in the past ten years."

Asai walked over, slowly approached his arm, and finally pressed against her chest.

The two hugged each other, and she pressed against Natsume Naoki's shoulder, "Of course you have always been you, you just forgot some things... Maybe I was wrong, you never left."

"It must be." After feeling Natsume Naoki's hot chest and beating heart, she understood immediately and shook her head gently: "At that moment ten years ago, you must have been sure that this day would happen, and I would Come to you, you will always wait for me."

"I'm glad to hear that you are finally willing to be honest." Naoki Natsume sat on the edge of the bed, patted the seat next to him and motioned for Asai to sit over: "But it's not right for me to say such frank words at this time. So happy."

Asai sat over and suddenly smiled helplessly: "You think I am a dying person and my words are good?"

"To be honest, I can't imagine that someone as powerful as you would be involved with death one day."

"No matter how good the physique of a human being is, he will eventually be unable to avoid death."

"It's not about the fact that you are a strange maid... it hurts, it's not about the fact that you have a good physique." Natsume Naoki rubbed the flesh on his arms with a ferocious expression: "It's about your attitude towards life... …It’s almost like Binchotan with a poker face.”

"Binchotan is also an orphan."

"Isn't it okay to poke your own sore spots?" Natsume Naoki frowned and interrupted her words, then asked: "Tell me about the diary. I forced you to tell me about it today. It was the agreement between the two of us in the past. The other party won't ask about things you don't want to say, but today I'm going to break the contract."

"I have never agreed on such a thing with you," Asai shook his head: "It's just a tacit agreement. What if I don't want to say it?"

She really didn't want to say it, because before she figured out why, he would be worried if she said it, right?

But when Asai Mao met Natsume Naoki's serious eyes, she knew that she couldn't escape today no matter what.

"Even if you don't tell me, I will use all the clues to deduce what happened to you. The first thing that is suspicious is the conversation between you and my mother. Obviously you are confused about my mother not knowing that there is food in the kitchen, not her If you forget, you have forgotten. I just need to ask my dad again. Even if he may forget that you cooked the food, I can determine who has the problem by asking if he cooked the food. "

Natsume Naoki frowned and continued, but his tone did not mean to question, and remained calm, like a kindergarten teacher coaxing a child who lost his pencil: "Also, when I was selling clothes today, I saw you talking a lot to the clerk.

If you don’t say anything, I’ll go back and ask in the afternoon... You know, I do what I say.”

Finally, he held Asai's hand and said solemnly: "I don't know what happened ten years ago. It seems that I saved you. You are right, I just lost my memory, but I am still me. I was the same person ten years ago."

I would do something like that, and now I will have the same choice... Living with you is what I yearn for. I feel very comfortable living with you. You have taken care of the house so well that I have been raised to be naughty.

You have to take this responsibility. So I will hold you in my hand and I will never lose you."

Asai looked at him, and for the first time in a long time, he took the initiative to look away.

Natsume Naoki also rarely saw Asai with a red face.

"It's so disgusting. How did you say such a thing?" Asai calmed down for a while, then looked up and looked back with a slight complaint in his eyes. It seemed that he was complaining that he had said something embarrassing on his own initiative, and he also seemed to be complaining.

Make yourself blush.

Or maybe this actually means the same thing.

"This is called showing true feelings." Natsume Naoki smiled slightly, feeling disgusting. What's wrong with being disgusted with the girl you like?

Single dogs haven’t had a chance to be nauseous yet!

Besides, if a man and a woman live together in the same room now, it will not violate the "Singles Protection Law".

"In this case, I hope you will only tell me, and never tell anyone else in the future." Asai Mao squinted her eyes and smiled like a little girl stepping on a mushroom: "After all, looking at your recent situation, do you want to

It seems like I’m not the only one living together!”

"But since you are so persistent... okay." She opened the blank notebook on the bedside, took the pen on the table, and began to write on the blackboard seriously.

Juanjuan’s small characters are so beautiful.

"It's actually pretty much what you guessed. Otherwise, you've become smarter... It's rare to praise you once."

She wrote in her notebook: "While shopping today, I was forgotten once by the store clerk, and when I got home, Aunt Natsume forgot about the cooking I had said in the morning."

Natsume Naoki looked at what was written in her notebook, and her expression became particularly serious.

The seriousness made Asai feel strange.

"It may be a coincidence, but we have to think about the worst." Natsume Naoki's expression became solemn: "How could this happen? Are you saying that not only me, but other people have also forgotten you?"

"I don't know." Asai shook his head: "I want to ask the previous palace minister during the sacrificial ceremony. That old man might know something. Before that, in order to prevent possible forgetting in the future...start with me

Keep a diary!"

Natsume Naoki looked at his diary and nodded solemnly: "I understand."

The afternoon passed by in a hurry.

Since he had already taken leave and did not need to go back to work, he stayed in his room and continued to practice full-stack knowledge.

Perhaps the chief planner of Smart Game Company is right. He is more suitable to be a planner who coordinates the overall situation, rather than writing code.

But the usual habit of forgetting to sleep and eat once he started working and studying no longer existed. In the afternoon, he spread out his diary on the table. As long as Asai came in, no matter what he was doing, he would immediately write down the entire thing in the diary after she went out.

Everything went through, no matter how detailed it was.

At night, after washing, Asai hinted for the first time that he could go to bed and do something slightly outrageous.

After adding two more muddy parasols to the trash can, Natsume Naoki waited for Asai to fall asleep, then took out his diary and looked at the lamp line by line, making sure that he had an impression of each item before closing it and turning off the light.

sleep.
Chapter completed!