"Wow! What is this?"

"It's Mao."

Natsume Naoki touched the face of the figure who seemed to be scattered in his arms with some distress, and answered like this.

Her figure was so blurred that she was about to disappear. Asai Mao was held in Natsume Naoki's arms and her cheek was caressed by her beloved, but she showed no sign of waking up.

She was sleeping, and would probably fall asleep.

If she disappears from Natsume Naoki's memory, she will really die.

Izumi Mio came over to watch all this and asked: "What's going on?"

"She forgot what happened before she met me." Natsume Naoki said something that neither of them could understand: "The memory has returned to my body. Her eighteen years of life are equal to eight years less, and only this little bit is left.

The memory is still struggling to hold on."

Mao originally came back to life because he used his own life to create a container and filled his soul with his own memories.

Now that the memory has returned, it is equivalent to taking away nearly half of Mao's soul. Once the complete soul is damaged, it will slowly dissipate, let alone half lost all at once.

Now he is on the verge of disappearing.

When manifested in the outside world, it is gradually forgotten by people, and finally its existence is completely erased from the world.

Her soul has been damaged since that day when she bought clothes. Today, less than one tenth of it has been lost.

"I won't let you die."

He pressed his face against Mao's, but he couldn't feel any warmth or touch.

This is just a soul with some memories left. It even has to rely on itself hidden in Natsume Naoki's memory to enter a deep sleep to barely maintain the last bit of human form.

"Now there is only one way left to save her."

After Natsume Naoki said this, he looked at little Natsume who was being held in Aunt Asai's arms and looking at his sister with a determined expression on his face, and waved his arms resolutely.

"Crack!"

Just like a broken mirror, everything around is full of cracks, space is distorted, and collapses in an instant!

The little rich woman was startled and quietly hid behind her senior sister.

The senior sister protected her as if facing a formidable enemy, and even tried to pull Natsume Naoki away.

But fortunately, the surrounding environment quickly gathered together again and turned into a new dreamland.

It's already the second day.

The three of them were standing at the door of Asai's house at this moment. Xiao Natsume brought toys to visit the lovely neighbor sister again.

He stayed next door all day yesterday, staying with his sister.

A development plan slowly became grand in his mind.

"Uncle, aunt! I'm here to see my sister!" He was only two years old and knocked on the door, looking forward to seeing the lovely Mao again.

"Is this the second day?" Chizuru Amamiya quickly understood: "Are we going to watch this day by day?"

"right."

Natsume Naoki nodded, there was something strange in his eyes for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.

"Was yesterday the first meeting between Naoki-kun and Kodome Ran?" Izumi Mio was a little envious: "I'm really happy to have known each other since childhood!"

"Hmm...probably."

He acknowledged it vaguely.

What the two girls didn't know was that he actually couldn't remember yesterday, the first time he met Mao.

Even if it was actually just a second ago, even if this memory had truly taken root in his mind, even if the three of them had just experienced it all over again together.

Because the memory of yesterday was completely removed from his mind.

Those broken memory fragments are used to fill the scarred soul in my arms.

But it is a pity that there is only one day's memory to fill the vacancy in the soul, and the effect is minimal.

Even Mao, who was held in his arms and fell into a deep sleep, showed no signs of waking up, and his blurry figure was still blurry.

But there are 365 days in a year and 2920 days in eight years!

A girl who is like a new born girl, and a boy who loves the girl deeply.

One is zero, the other is 100% love.

One is gaining memories while the other is slowly forgetting them.

This is the only way to save Mao so far——

Accompanying Mao's remaining soul, he personally shattered her own memory to repair her scars.

Until the flesh-and-blood Mao stood in front of him with a smile again and asked questions in a gentle manner.

"Do you need a maid?"

"I'm a professional, so hire me home!"

"If possible, please hire me for a longer period of time!"
Chapter completed!