Inspire people's dark side...

Guazawa Miyako thought of the various manifestations made by "Saki Yoshida" before and thought: "In other words, Saki Yoshida is not schizophrenia, nor is she being parasitized by others, but a patient with multiple personality?"

The so-called multiple personality is a kind of psychological illness, which is manifested in a person showing personality traits of two or more different "role". These different "role" each have their own behavioral habits, ways of thinking, their own living environment and their own cognition, and take turns to dominate a person's behavior, just like "a few souls live in a body."

Each subpersonal personality of multiple personality is independent and separate from each other. When one personality appears, the other personality will automatically leave. At any time, there is a main personality that predominates the body. Which personality is dominated by it, and it completely follows the principle of "whoever personality is most suitable for the environment and needs of the time will start and appear."

Dorothy nodded after explaining at Guazawa Miyasu, "You can say this, the Saki Yoshida whom you are talking to is not hers, but the dark side she has been hiding all the time."

"So, can I have a conversation with this aspect of her personality?" asked Uezawa Miyagi.

"It's very difficult." Dorothy shook his head helplessly, "The personality of Yoshida Saki is not dominated by the subject, but is the side that is born by the 'companiment seed'. It is a symbiotic relationship with Yoshida Saki's body, and it is divided into primary and secondary. As long as Yoshida Saki himself does not have that kind of idea, he cannot have any dialogue with him."

"Even gods can't do it?"

"If I had faith, it would be fine, but now..." Dorothy said very clearly. "Even the detection technique I used just now, it only borrowed the magician's casting process and simulated it with the power of faith. Don't expect too much from me."

"But..." Dorothy changed his tone, "Do you still remember what you said to you when you asked me for help?"

“…Will some special effects be produced when using the ability to print?”

"Well." Dorothy nodded, "These beliefs we have now are obtained through ntr Yoshida Saki and Inoue Yao, which have caused their spirits to undergo violent stimulation and mutation. It can be said that this belief carries their feelings, whether it is pain or pleasure.

In other words, although there are still memories between them, knowing each other and knowing their importance to them, they no longer have the feelings to carry this memory. When they wake up, they will feel strange when they see each other, just like the person who accidentally enters the Dragon Palace returns to the ground and feels like a sense of alienation to the people around them."

"It's like the uncertainty I felt about my memory after traveling through time. "Humazawa Miyaki understood it. It took him a long time to accept the sudden death of a young man who traveled through time to "****". This is because his predecessor did not have too many connections between people, which allowed him to quickly bring in.

"Now there is a seal on Yoshida Saki's lower abdomen that belongs to me, which allows me to establish a temporary contract with her. Through this medium, I can bring this faith back to Yoshida Saki and let this memory reappear."

"...It's like you parse the source code of a program that can run and then redesign it and run it in a computer programming language like python, right?" Uchizawa Miya understood.

...What is this guy talking about?

"Well, it's not bad, believers, they react very quickly, that's it." Although Dorothy couldn't understand, he still nodded with an expression that he understood completely.

"So, let's start analyzing." Dorothy's hand flashed again with a pale yellow light.

......

My life in the past sixteen years is very simple.

No talent, no specialties, no wealthy family background, and no experience worth mentioning...I am the kind of guy who can never be found if I am left in the crowd.

The only thing worth mentioning is that I like reading.

From the time I can remember, I have been with books, from comic strips to fairy tales to popular novels and literary classics, these books have all had the same appeal to me as a child. To me, these books are just carriers of emotions, and as for what type they are, I don’t care.

Perhaps, I am what people often call "literary girl"? Is it all my mind on books. When I come to my senses, I was already in the fifth grade of elementary school. It was obvious that this was the time when children were playing in groups, but I didn't make any friends.

Normal people may feel very panicked at this time, thinking that they have left the crowd and are very conspicuous, and they are eager to return to the crowd, right?

At first I thought I was thinking this way. Maybe, should I make friends? I thought this way in my spare time when I finished reading another book.

Do it as you say it.

I closed the book and came to the two people who were talking. When I was about to speak, I suddenly discovered something - people communicated with each other to exchange information that they didn't know, to express their feelings, and to relieve their uneasiness. But... I didn't seem to have anything to say.

For me, all the information I want is in the book, and there is no need to communicate with others. It is better to read two more books than to maintain the extremely shattered friendship after saying a few words.

With the strange eyes of the two, I turned back to my position and opened the "Summer, Fireworks, My Corpse" that I had seen twice.

I've forgotten what day it was, and it seems that it was the night when I was sure I didn't need friends, and when I closed my eyes and prepared to go to bed, a voice rang in my mind.

"Actually, you are very lonely, so let me accompany you."

The voice is very familiar, just like mine.

从那天起,我的脑海中就多出了一个声音,她和我不同,她喜欢对任何事情进行大肆的评论,嘲笑,喜欢看别人的糗事,经常会告诉我谁谁谁已经十岁了还尿了裤子,谁谁谁因为过家家和女生谈恋爱说要娶对方,结果却被自己的父亲听到,狠狠地揍了一顿......

I was not interested in what she said, but I couldn't stand her chatter.

Later, I had a cell phone, but I didn't use any social networking website. For me, there was nothing else except books that could draw information. However, she often seemed to pick up my cell phone with great enthusiasm and browse some adult-level things on it.

Thanks to her, I knew what h and * sex were earlier than my peers... When I first bleeded in my lower body, I was not panicked, so I calmly took out the sanitary napkin I prepared in advance and put it under me.

Although she is very noisy and selfish, she often encourages me to do things that bad girls do, she is an integral part of me, and she makes me understand the complex world outside the book.

I think I might continue to live with her.

Until that day.
Chapter completed!