Mr. Hat who was forced to lose his memory

Honda Ju woke up early as usual, but when he was going out, he realized that something was wrong.

He looked up at the high-rise buildings not far away, and wondered in his heart—was this place so prosperous before?

Without thinking too much, Honda Ju shook his head and walked along the familiar road towards work.

That's right, although as a national soul that has existed for thousands of years, Honda Ju also has a formal job.Although most of the work is relatively leisurely, it is only very busy at special moments.The work place is in Nagata Town, the same place as the emperor and cabinet ministers.

After arriving at the building, a man in a black suit saw Honda Chrysanthemum and immediately greeted him very respectfully: "Good morning, my lord."

"...Good morning." Honda Ju looked at this strange man, feeling very confused.He doesn't know this person, but he will know his identity as the soul of the country... probably a new official.

"The Chinese visitors to Japan arrived here an hour ago. Would you like to greet them first?"

"China?" Honda Ju repeated it a little strangely. He didn't remember that there was such content in the future schedule?Or did these people forget to inform him about it, and only remembered to tell him when it happened?

I was not mentally prepared at all, but since everyone has already arrived here, there is no reason not to meet, otherwise it would be very rude.Honda Ju bit the bullet and went to the VIP room, but the moment he opened the door, he was very surprised by the guests that greeted him.

"Mr. Wang Yao?!"

Sitting on the sofa in the VIP room was a young man in a red Tang suit, his long braid tied up with a rubber band.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Wang Yao turned around and immediately showed a happy smile: "Good morning, Xiaoju!"

"Good morning..." Honda Ju responded subconsciously in a daze, "You... why are you here?"

Wang Yao showed a somewhat strange expression: "Didn't we say a month ago that we would visit Japan? Could it be that we forgot because we were too busy recently?"

Honda Ju can be quite sure that China's visit to Japan was absolutely not included in his schedule a month ago.He was confused by this sudden change for a moment, and then, a hoarse voice that he had never heard before sounded in the VIP room: "It's been a long time, Brother Honda."

Honda Chrysanthemum turned her head when she heard the sound, and when she saw the unexpected situation, she was extremely shocked——

"What is this? Dragon?!" He exclaimed.

In his impression, the dragon is a creature that only exists in myths and legends, and has never existed in reality.But the nine-like creature with the length of a scale insect in front of him is clearly a typical image in myths and legends, and this creature can actually speak human language!

"What are you talking about, Xiaoju?" Wang Yao's expression became even more strange, he even stretched out his hand to touch Honda Ju's forehead, "I don't have a fever... Have you forgotten, he is my boss."

"Boss...boss?" Honda Ju chewed the word dryly, feeling terrified in his heart.

He felt that today was like a dream. When did China change its boss, or was it a legendary creature like a dragon?Why do other people look like they are used to it?

It was too scary, he must not have woken up yet.

And what happened after that made him feel like he was in a dream. The emperor was still the original emperor, but the cabinet ministers had changed, and the current Honda Ju didn't know him at all.

Honda Ju once asked the former prime minister?The answer he received was that he had long since passed away.

Passed away?How can it be?Wasn't he fine when I saw you yesterday?

What made Honda Ju even more psychedelic was that those people talked about topics that he couldn't understand at all.

"Excuse me, excuse me." Honda Ju said cautiously, "Excuse me...what is the supernatural power you are talking about...?"

Why does he feel that the whole world has changed when he wakes up?

Although things like the national soul are very unscientific to normal people, everything else is normal. What about those people with supernatural powers that appear out of thin air?

Unexpectedly, Wang Yao was more confused than him: "Isn't it Xiaoju? You don't even know people with supernatural powers?"

Honda Ju: Should I know about this kind of thing? !

After explaining to Honda Ju what a person with supernatural powers is, Wang Yao began to mutter again: "Why do I feel that you suddenly lost most of your memory overnight?" At the end, he said jokingly, "No It must have been pierced by the soul."

He does not mean that.Honda Ju's heart skipped a beat immediately.

Since waking up in the morning until now, there are too many things that are wrong.In order to make sure there was no problem with his memory, Honda Ju went to the large library located on the third basement floor after sending Wang Yao and his boss Long away.

Being the soul of the country and working in Nagata-cho has such advantages. He has the authority to override everything, and he can call all the data in the archives to find the information he wants.

The investigation lasted for four or five hours. After coming out, Honda Ju still had a sleepwalking expression on his face.

"Let me ask you a question." Honda Kiku stopped the guard at the entrance with a blank face, "Do you know... Mori Ogai, Natsume Soseki, and Akutagawa Ryunosuke?"

He cited the names of the three great writers of modern Japanese literature. Their achievements in the literary world are unmatched, and their national popularity should be quite high.However, the guard who was asked the question straightened up quickly in fright, and replied with some trepidation: "I'm sorry, I... I don't know."

Honda Ju asked again: "Where's Osamu Dazai? Where's Yasunari Kawabata?"

Guard: "I'm sorry, I don't know Osamu Dazai...but I know Mr. Kawabata Yasunari, he is the Nobel Prize winner in literature."

It’s weird.

Honda Ju frowned, just now he found some incredible information in it.What happened in ancient times in historical documents is not much different from memory, but in modern times, amazing changes have taken place.

Like Mori Ogai, Natsume Soseki and others I asked above, their existence seems to have been erased, and even their previous works disappeared without a trace.

And this is not an isolated case. Honda Ju found that literary writers in other countries in the modern period were not spared, such as Lu Xun and Lao She in China; Fitzgerald and Mark Twain in the United States; Dostoy in Russia. Those literary giants and works such as Fusky, Gogol, and Pushkin all disappeared.

And outsiders don't know anything about those people, and there are still survivors like Kawabata Yasunari, but they are only a minority after all.

In short, to sum it up in one sentence-

The modern Japanese literary world is really dying.

At that moment, Honda Ju was a little heartbroken.

Then the question arises, why did all those people disappear when I woke up?Where have all the lost writers gone?

Honda Chrysanthemum clocked out of get off work with a feeling of subverted world view, and returned home.His home doesn't seem to have changed much, everything is exactly the same as before.It wasn't until seeing those books in the study that Honda Ju was slightly relieved.

——Fortunately, his books are still there, and have not disappeared with the disappearance of the writers.

What's going on here, will you travel through generations with your family?

After all, it is the soul of the country. It took only a few days for Honda Ju to calm down and accept the reality.

In the past few days, Honda Ju has also made insinuations on the souls of other countries, and found that he seems to be the only one who has those different memories.

The moment he confirmed the answer, Honda Ju felt a little uncomfortable.Those people were obviously living people, and even if their physical bodies have passed away, their works will continue to be passed down.But nowadays, not to mention literary works, there is not even a name left, just like...

Denied their existence in Honda Chrysanthemum's memory.

The boss saw that Guohun was in a bad mood these days, so he gave him a week off to relax.Honda Ju thanked his boss for his thoughtfulness, but did not refuse.

Coincidentally, Arthur Kirkland, the soul of the British nation, came to Japan as a private tourist, so Honda Ju entertained him, and then because Arthur said he wanted to taste the taste of Hokkaido crab, they flew to Sapporo the next day. Eat, drink and play in the city.

At dusk, Honda Chrysanthemum looked at the sunset at the seaside, and was filled with emotion for a moment.

Perhaps this world full of anomalies will never recover. Even if everyone else forgets the former literary giants, Honda Ju will always miss them. As long as he exists, he will not forget them.

That's a proof they ever existed.

The next morning, Honda Ju suddenly received a call.

"I'm very sorry to disturb you at this time, but this time the situation is very urgent!" The boss's voice was full of seriousness and a hint of anxiety.

"Tell me, what happened?" Honda Ju's heart skipped a beat, and her voice subconsciously sank.

The holiday was personally approved by his boss, so unless it was an emergency, he would not disturb him casually.

"Is such that……"

After 10 minutes, Honda Ju hung up the phone.

"There seems to be a power out of control over there in Aomori." Honda Ju digested the words of his boss in his mind in a daze, what happened to the power out of control?

In any case, he is the closest to this place, so he still has to go and see the situation.

Subsequent vacation plans were also disrupted, and Honda Ju looked at Arthur with some regret, explaining that he might not be able to continue to accompany him.

Arthur pondered for a moment, then pulled Honda Ju into a place where no one was around, and after looking around, he whispered to Honda Ju, "No matter what happens next, you must not be surprised, and don't say anything about it."

"Ah... yes, yes!" Honda Ju couldn't figure out what Arthur was going to do, and subconsciously responded.

So, Arthur grabbed his shoulder, and slowly took out a wooden stick from his pocket—that is, a wand, and then whispered a spell: "Apparition."

At that moment, Honda Ju only felt his body being pulled and torn apart. A few seconds later, when he came back to his senses again, they were no longer in the original place.

"This...is this?!" Honda Ju's three views were refreshed again.

He never knew that Arthur could also use magic? ! !

Arthur withdrew his wand, stretched out his index finger and gave a "shh": "So keep quiet, not many people know about this."

Honda Chrysanthemum swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva.A few minutes later, he still couldn't help but said, "Mr. Kirkland, I would like to ask you a question."

"Ah... tell me."

Honda Ju coughed a few times, with an unusually sincere and serious expression: "It turns out that the Howarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft...does it really exist?"

Arthur: "..."

The whole day is just to ask this question?

Finally, Arthur sighed helplessly, and told him the answer—it was real, for example, he himself was a tenured honorary professor of Hawartz School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

"But Muggles without magic like you are naturally impossible to enter." After Arthur said this with some complacency, he finally asked in doubt, "But how do you know it exists?"

Before Honda could answer, something similar to a quantum ball suddenly exploded beside him, and Arthur quickly led him away from the place.

It turns out that the so-called power out of control-does it mean that unscientific power is wreaking havoc everywhere? !

Honda Chrysanthemum is only extremely thankful that this is the wilderness, and there are no people within a radius of ten miles. Otherwise, if the power of this scale is out of control, it will cause panic, and even casualties may occur.

The boss said that this kind of power appeared out of thin air, and the person with supernatural powers who could be in charge of this matter would not be able to arrive here for a while, so he needed to check the situation immediately at the nearby Honda Chrysanthemum.

"Ah, I saw it..." Arthur stood on a high place, squinting his eyes and looking at the place where the smoke and dust billowed not far away. From time to time, quantum balls like the one just now popped up and hit the mountains, causing landslides and ground cracks.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, Honda Ju finally saw the source of his loss of control.

—is a child.

The author has something to say: Congratulations to Jiu Ye for being online!Applause.jpg