[My English] One Hundred Ways to Follow Shouta Aizawa

"Your personality is more than just 'listening'."

The hand that was shrunk under the quilt suddenly clenched the fabric and then loosened it suddenly, but on the surface it was still calm and calm.

"Why do you say that?"

I put the teacup on the bedside table beside me, and put the horizontal pillow upright behind my waist. I leaned on the soft cushion and turned slightly sideways to look at Aizawa Shouta calmly.

"I still remember that day you were waiting for me downstairs. Although I forgot what we said later, I passed out in the end." Aizawa Yuta didn't answer my question, he poured a glass of water and drank it himself I took a sip to moisten my throat, and continued without waiting for my response, "After that, I saw a memory, it should be a memory."

Messy, full of pain and struggle pictures.

The line of sight is the first perspective, maybe it is a memory, the picture is so real that he really wants to deny it.

Aizawa Shouta couldn't tell who the owner of the memory was, his brain was in a mess at that time.He vaguely remembered that it was dark at first, and the voices filled his ears in the dimness, there were adults and children, some were greedy and some were crying, and it was impossible to distinguish them together.

Although he knew that this kind of "listening" was uncontrollable, he never expected that it would be so painful, unable to suppress the range, unable to choose the information he wanted to obtain, the noisy and inferior inner voice was disgusting, how did the owner of the memory persist So many years?

However, this is just the beginning, and what follows is hell.

The owner is still young, so he has to look up at the researchers.The next clip I saw was the backs of my parents, the pale overhead lights in the laboratory, the sharp scalpels, the injections pierced into the skin, the mechanical display screen, and——the viscous blood flowing from the body .

It's already up to your feet.

In this messy torrent of memories, what he absorbed were only some fragments, and he fell into a coma directly because of the overwhelmed brain without having time to recall them.

He knew that Risao Ino's experience was not as simple as what he said in Principal Xiongying's office that day, maybe she was lying at all, but when he thought about how carefully she lived her life, he couldn't help but feel sad, if this kind of chest suffocation You can understand the pain as heartbroken words.

Aizawa Shouta's eyes are so similar.

I suddenly turned cold, and rarely called out his full name:

"Shota Aizawa, are you sympathizing with me?"

"Sympathy? No, nothing." He denied it flatly, then put down his water glass, and turned to face me, "It's all your own choice, isn't it? I don't believe that you can't escape a person with your ability." laboratory."

In those memory fragments, Riyao Ino had several chances to escape smoothly, but she didn't.She seemed to have something unfinished, let the opportunity slip through her fingers, and willingly lay back on the experimental table and continued to be her own experimental subject.

He couldn't understand, nor could he detect what the girl in front of him was thinking at that time. Although he got the same picture through those golden eyes, it was not a personal experience after all.

He seems to have broken skin with me, and now I don't mind being continued to dig into the secrets deep in my heart under his prying eyes.

I leaned back and replied quite casually: "So what." Then I smiled indifferently, "Maybe you can guess what I wanted to do at that time. If you guess correctly, I will answer your question." first question."

What exactly does Rika Ino want to do?Even Yue Yintou, who was the most intimate and harmonious during the laboratory period, couldn't understand.

Although Yue Yintou had a good relationship with me at that time, he kept a proper distance from me, a distance that neither seemed alienated nor was too intimate to cause suspicion.

But it was because he was too self-aware that he could never cross that boundary, and I finally cleaned up all the memories about the laboratory and became who he is today, even though that memory was not a pleasant one at all.

Aizawa Shouta was still thinking about the reason.

【revenge?No, it's not that simple. 】

He guessed that this purpose should be related to personality.

It is indeed related to personality, but it is not that complicated.

I'm not going to give any hints, and it's fun to watch him fret and fret.

"Is your other personality related to memory?"

"No, I have only one personality from beginning to end."

[A personality?What kind of personality can encompass so many branches? 】Whether it is the personalities of the enemies I have seen since I became a hero, or the personality types registered at the police station, Aizawa Shouta has never seen such a special personality.

After all, mind reading is not a particularly common ability, let alone a personality related to memory, which is simply a rare treasure.Psychic abilities are particularly rare in today's personality society.

[Wait, Psychiatric Department?Could it be that her personality is related to her spirit? 】

"Your personality is related to spirit?"

I shook my head and replied, "I don't know, just guess for yourself. This kind of game is not fun if you give hints."

The temperature of the tea water gradually cooled down with the passage of time, Aizawa Shouta still maintained that thinking action and fell into deep thought, but he had stepped into a misunderstanding, running further and further on the wrong path, his inner voice exposed everything , although I know it, but I don't care much.

When the nurse knocked on the door to remind Aizawa Xiaota that the inspection time was almost over, he realized that he had been sitting here for nearly an afternoon. He raised his head and looked at the bed, only to find that the girl on the bed had passed away at some point. Fell asleep.

It is rare for the sleeping girl to lose her former beauty. Although she looks easy to get along with, in fact no one can break that fragile heart full of sharp thorns.Her face was full of sleepiness, and she was restless even in her sleep, her lips twitched and murmured, but Aizawa Yuu was too close to hear what she was saying.

Maybe it was a dream.

He guessed so.

Glancing at the nurse who was still waiting at the door, Aizawa Shouta stood up, tucked the quilt up for the girl and said good night softly.

Let's go here first today, and it will be too late to ask again tomorrow.

Thinking this way, he stepped out of the hospital gate, but he didn't know that the girl on the hospital bed suddenly opened her eyes.

"Hey, is that Yue Yintou?"

"It's rare that Missy is willing to use the phone, but this number doesn't seem to belong to your cell phone."

"This is the hospital call."

"Did something happen to Miss? Why are you in the hospital?"

"Don't worry about it, just check someone for me."

"Who?"

"Eraser Head."