I was touched by Yokohama

The words "StrayDogs" are clearly visible on the cover.

A small, fluffy snow-white cat paw stepped on the middle of the book with a pink pad.

The "book" trembled.

【Why are you here? 】

【You didn't fall into a deep sleep again? ! 】

Only "Book" knows how strong and noisy desire she will hear when so many ordinary people know Chacha's true identity.

That is enough energy to make ordinary human beings collapse after a little feeling.

"Because you are still here." The pure white kitten turned back into a little girl with snow-haired golden eyes, and picked up the "book" on the ground.

If this sentence is placed in normal times, "Book" will be very happy to hear it, but in the current context, "Book" only feels panic.

It began to try to break away from Chacha's confinement.

"It's useless, you've consumed too much power." Chacha tapped lightly on the cover with her fingertips.

The slightly flickering light around "Book" froze, unable to move anymore.

Unless it gives up entanglement with the world in front of it.

But if it really wants to do this, it is very unwilling.

[Why do you want to do this? 】

After all, "books" would make the world uncomfortable after all, but more than that.In fact, there is currently no life-and-death stake between the two.

But what "Book" doesn't know is that Chacha must completely control or abandon "Book".

Chacha didn't say anything, she said what should be said in the dream last time, but "Book" still couldn't understand her choice.

The confinement was further tightened, and the "book" that consumed most of its strength knew that it had to make a choice.

Disconnect from the world.

The body of "Book" became more and more illusory, and suddenly disintegrated into white light spots. Before the light spots dissipated, they were gently wiped by the little girl's slender white hand.

"Book", who is still trying to play tricks, has no choice but to leave completely.

The shadow of the "book" completely dissipated, Chacha looked at it thoughtfully.

"I went to a parallel world..."

However, Chacha doesn't care about those parallel worlds with a total of eight trillion trillion. The number of parallel worlds is too large and too fragile.

As a world consciousness, Chacha only needs to ensure the stable operation of the main world.

Such a result can be regarded as achieving the goal.

Chacha paused, walked towards the railing of the roof, and looked under the tall building.

Yokohama has gone completely crazy.

Chacha clearly heard the voices of so many people.

If it is the world, why can't they satisfy their wishes?

If it is the world, why can't they be pulled out of the quagmire?

If it is the world, shouldn't it make their lives better and more regrettable?

These desires, with a clear goal of prayer, all surged to the world consciousness.

When human beings realize that there are gods who will satisfy their wishes, they will only become crazier, and all the desires that were originally placed in their hearts will suddenly magnify.

Will crawl to the ground, will be more greedy.

Chacha's gaze remained calm.

Among those searching for her, for example, were those she had healed who once only wanted to be saved, and who now burst out with new and stronger desires.

but--

"You can't be greedy when asking for help." The little girl whispered calmly.

"But it's okay, it's almost over."

The wind gently lifted the snow-colored hair, and the light-colored skirt was blown along with it.

The soft white light spread from her body like gentle water waves to the surroundings silently.

……

Osamu Dazai led the people to suppress an evil mafia organization.

No one thought that the gods incarnated in the world would really exist.

This incident alone is enough to make countless people lose their reason for thinking and completely fall into madness.

But the few sober people know that it is definitely not a good thing for such an existence to be known by everyone.

And it cannot be solved unless the gods control it with absolute power.

But in this way, even if it calms down, it will only be temporary, and the subsequent impact will only be more...

Osamu Dazai knew this very well in his heart, and he also realized that in this situation, with Chacha's character, what is the most likely to do.

He had to find Chacha one step faster than everyone else.

But Osamu Dazai stopped suddenly, he felt something, and looked up.

The soft light like water waves rippled around until the edge could not be seen.

Osamu Dazai understood that he had to find someone else.

"What a cheap and dark dwarf." Osamu Dazai sighed, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"Hello, mackerel?" Came a slightly distorted voice from Zhongyuan Zhong, "Did you find Chacha?"

"Not yet, but Miss probably doesn't need our protection anymore." Osamu Dazai said.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned and was about to say the next sentence, but Osamu Dazai interrupted him.

"There's not much time now, so I'll make a long story short. After all, later on, perhaps only Zhongye, who is a desolate tyrant, can do this."

"Ah, I'm really jealous. In the end, I had to make Chuya the last person to see Miss."

"What are you talking about?" Zhong Yuanzhong also quickly sensed his subconscious meaning, "What is Chacha going to do?"

Osamu Dazai held the phone and showed a strange smile.

"If I'm not wrong, miss, she is planning to erase everyone's memory."

"All memories of her."

In an instant, Nakahara Chuya's eyes suddenly sank.

It is impossible for Zhong Yuanzhong not to understand what it means to erase the memory of Chacha.

But according to Zhongyuan Zhongye's later understanding of Chacha - it is really possible for Chacha to do this kind of thing.

On the other end of the phone, Osamu Dazai didn't seem to notice Chuya Nakahara's emotions at the moment.

"Chuya, go find Miss."

Dazai smiled lightly.

"Find her, and then keep her."

"By any means you can think of."

……

Chuya Nakahara walks in the city of Yokohama.

The city that should have been extremely familiar, turned into a strange scene just 3 minutes ago.

High-rise buildings, street shops, and even the sky above the head, everything fades in the blink of an eye and becomes a silent black and white silhouette.

He stood here without hearing a single sound, as if he was the only one left in Yokohama.

And just 3 minutes ago, Osamu Dazai on the other side of the phone did not respond at all.

It seemed to be completely cut off by some invisible force.

Zhong Yuanzhong also put away his cell phone, his body was glowing black and red, and he quickly jumped out from the roof, looking for Chacha.

He probably understood that if what Osamu Dazai said was true, this change might have nothing to do with Chacha.

In the process of searching, Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that the black and white silhouette of the city was gradually fading away, gradually re-staining the original color.

There is also an intuition in the Central Plains that it will be too late when the city is fully restored to its original appearance.

He was burning with anxiety, but the more he was like this, the more calmly he looked at the buildings below him, never missing a single bit.

—Fortunately, he was lucky.

The little girl with snow-haired golden eyes stood on the rooftop, examining the effect and progress of memory erasure.

Suddenly, she realized that there was someone behind her.

Chacha turned around and saw Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"Mr. Chuya, it's you."

A slight surprise flashed in her eyes, but soon, she thought of something and blinked her round cat eyes.

"Almost forgot, Mr. Chuya is a barbarian, not a human being, to some extent even a god."

"When the memory has not been completely eliminated, it is not surprising that the cognition can be kept unaffected."

Hearing this, Zhong Yuanzhong also pursed his lips, his cobalt blue eyes darkened slightly.

"So in the end I will still have my memory wiped, just one step slower than everyone else?"

Chacha: "That's right."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhong Yuan Zhong strode towards her aggressively and grabbed her wrist.

"Why do you want to erase our memory about you?"

"Well, it's not completely erasing memory," Chacha thought for a while, then replied slowly, "It's erasing my existence here."

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong became even more angry

What's the difference?

In addition to being angry, he also felt a sudden surge of sadness in his heart.

To eliminate existence, is it to eliminate all the objects and traces of the past?

Nothing will be left.

"Is Mr. Nakaya angry?" Chacha asked with some doubts.

The little girl tilted her head slightly, staring at him with bright golden eyes, clear and untainted by dust, and her long snow-colored hair looked like the cleanest handful of snow.

Zhongyuan Zhong also watched, and the anger in his heart suddenly died down.

He didn't want to blame her for anything, he just wanted to stop her from doing this.

And Zhongyuanzhong must also admit that this is not for other aboveboard reasons, it is his selfish desire.

I don't want to lose my selfish desires.

"I don't agree." Finally, he said coldly, with a firm tone.

He tightly clutched Chacha's wrist.

It seemed that as soon as he let go, the little girl in front of him could disappear in the blink of an eye.

Chacha was stunned for a moment: "But this is the best solution. If this continues, when the news spreads all over the world, Yokohama will never be peaceful again."

Zhong Yuanzhong also knew that what Chacha said was right, and he had noticed all the changes in the situation in Yokohama during this period.

but--

"Do we have to erase everyone's relevant memories?" Nakahara Chuya's voice sank, his brows were tightly frowned, "Can't we keep ours?"

Chacha stared at him, as if thinking about something confusing, she didn't make a sound.

Nakahara Chuya gently rolled his Adam's apple, and said the most truthful sentence.

"I just want to remember you."

I don't want to miss you because I don't have any memory if I meet you again next time.

Then there is no intersection.

Chacha continued to stare at him.

Chuya Nakahara's palms were gradually sweating, and his chest was beating faster and faster. He was waiting for an extremely crucial sentence.

Finally, Chacha shook her head.

Central Plains Zhongye's heart fell to the bottom.

But then suddenly the willows are dark and the flowers are bright.

"I won't completely eliminate my existence," Chacha said, "but Mr. Chuya, you still won't remember me."

In other words, she will keep the clues that have existed.

"Will you come back?" Nakahara Chuya didn't relax.

Chacha thought for a while: "I will."

The silhouette of the black and white city has almost completely faded, and the colors and the hustle and bustle have returned together——

The ochre-haired boy suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, staring at the little girl with bright blue eyes that seemed to be burning.

He smiled openly and firmly, and his ocher-orange hair was like a dazzling fire.

"As long as you come back," he said, with a bit of gnashing of teeth, "I will definitely find you, don't even think about running away by yourself, you bastard."

——"You are my 'sheep'."

……

Yokohama, who never knew resurrection and gods, resumed his usual chaotic pace.

No one knows that the 88-day leading war of the mafia is approaching.

When everyone was unaware, some people gained the health they didn't have, and some people lost the health they had asked for help.

People who are too greedy will catch nothing.

Chacha didn't deliberately do this kind of thing to take back the results of the treatment, but the operation of this world is closely related to the world consciousness.

Chacha's healing effect has never been a superpower.

Chacha, who was quarreled by a lot of strong prayers, inevitably fell into a deep sleep.

"Clap."

In a certain parallel world, a book with a complicated pattern on the cover falls powerlessly to the ground.

"Suicide~suicide~" A person hummed a strange song out of tune, walked to the middle of the road, and suddenly stopped.

He bent over to pick up the book, his black overcoat fluttered slightly, revealing a thin arm wrapped in bandages.

……

Chacha intended to sleep soundly, but strangely, even without those interruptions, she only fell into a light sleep.

And after waking up, Chacha discovered that she had somehow changed the world.

……Um?Why does this world feel so familiar to her?

The snow-white kitten licked its paws, lay down on the branch, and flicked the tip of its tail lightly.

The beautiful pale gold cat glanced around.

Although she has never been to the environment, part of her authority tells her that this is indeed the world without world awareness that Chacha has been to.

After confirming her identity in this world, Chacha breathed a sigh of relief.

When she opened her eyes and wasn't playing games with that person named Bai Lan, she actually felt a little relieved.

"Help, help, ah, ah, ah!"

A scream suddenly came from under the tree.

Chachamao looked down, and saw a boy with short brown hair stumbling over.

And Chacha happened to meet his brown eyes that were about to overflow with panic.

...a bit like a small animal.