In the Shura field, I just want to work and earn money

"He's really suspicious." Before leaving, Undead Hara Chihiro said in a low voice to the intuitively close Liudaokuo. Before he could bear to comfort her who was suffering from amnesia, her next words made him feel uneasy. He turned and left mercilessly, "The kind that is more suspicious than you."

Closing her residence with an illusion barrier was the last mercy he could show her.

In this way, the immortal Chihiro Hara, who was in a state of amnesia, was arranged to go to Satoru's home.

"If you have any requirements, you can ask me." Gojo Satoru vacated a room and helped her push the suitcase in.

"Can't I go out alone?"

"It's okay, but it's better not to." Gojo Satoru rubbed his chin in distress, "Because I don't know how powerful Ms. Undying Hara is now, if someone bullies you while I'm not around, I will be angry. I am very angry. oh-"

After all, he made a crazy cat gesture.

"..." Immortal Chihiro Hara suspected that he was only three years old, she silently looked away, and whispered, "But I think I am very strong."

"Yes yes yes, Miss Immortal Hara who lost her memory~" Wujo Satoru emphasized emphatically.

"..." Undead Chihiro Hara, who was poked in the sore spot, felt aggrieved, "What does it have to do with the current me before I lost my memory, anyway, I don't remember it!"

Gojo Satoru was amused by her annoyed reaction, although in his opinion, the former Immortal Chihiro Hara was also very cute, the delicate and lovely girl like a doll always had a sweet smile, and her attitude towards others seemed to be very friendly, but to him He felt a faint sense of alienation.

"Then, in order to celebrate the official arrival of Ms. Undead Hara, let's go out to eat tonight!" Gojo Satoru announced enthusiastically, he changed the subject, pressed the black-haired girl's shoulder, and pushed her into the room, "I can have dinner with you!" It’s dinner time, I’m really looking forward to it—alright, let’s go and pack your luggage~”

"Bam—"

"..." Immortal Hara Chihiro stared at the closed door speechlessly.

Maybe it was because they were friends before, she felt that this suspicious gentleman seemed to be a little talking to himself, but now that she was dependent and protected, she should be more grateful.

She lowered her head to look at the suitcase at hand, and instead of choosing to pack her luggage immediately, she took out her mobile phone and opened the few text messages that she hadn't had time to read just now.

The contact person is "Nakahara Chuya". Whether it is intuition or Liudaoshouzhikou, she thinks they are very familiar. She originally wanted to look through the previous records as a reference, but before losing her memory, she had a good habit of clearing text messages.

[Don't go there, a curse of this scale must be hooking you, and leave it to the magician to solve it. 】

Sorry for the lateness, she has already gone.

[You won't have gone, have you? 】

so smart.

【Are you OK?do not scare me. 】

It's okay, just amnesia.

[Answer the phone. 】

Everyone is in a coma!How to answer the phone!

【…Call me when you see it. 】

It's the last one, it's time to call.

Immortal Chihiro Hara went through all the text messages while complaining. Several text messages spanned several hours, but the simple words could feel the mood of the sender.Perhaps because those who don't know are fearless, she dialed Chuya Zhongya's mobile phone number without the slightest panic.

The phone was connected quickly.

"Are you okay!?" The anxious voice was a little blurred in the noisy environment at the other end, "Do you know how long you have disappeared from the world? If I can't contact you again, I will-tsk, forget it... What happened to you?"

"I'm fine." Immortal Hara Chihiro tried hard to recognize the other party's voice, "Your side is so noisy."

"I just finished the task, so I was a little noisy." Zhong Yuanzhong also keenly noticed a little weirdness, her tone was different from usual, he hesitated for a moment, and chose to ask the other party directly, "Why are you acting weird today?"

Immortal Chihiro Hara said frankly: "Because I lost my memory."

"………………ha??????"

"I didn't expect it!"

"What are you so proud of!!???" Zhong Yuanzhong was almost choked by her, "You really lost your memory!? You're not playing with me again, are you?"

"Hey, did I like to play with you before? Okay, I'll make a note of it."

"Don't memorize such things!"

In short, after some simple communication, Zhongyuan Zhong also dubiously accepted the fact that she had lost her memory. When he learned that she was staying at Wutiao's house temporarily, he almost staggered and fell down.

"Are you all right, Mr. Zhongyuan?" She asked with concern.

"...Just call me Zhong." The orange-haired young man on the other end of the phone pulled the brim of his hat and said uncomfortably, "Be careful."

"Isn't it true that Chuya, who can walk and wrestle, needs to pay more attention to safety?" Chihiro Fushihara changed her address quite smoothly, she thought about it, and gave a sincere suggestion, "If you are really worried, you can join the catch and fight against me. The ranks of the curse master who laid down the black hand, I can go back as soon as possible when I recover my memory."

"Ah, I'll pay attention." It's not just about paying attention, if he is caught, Zhongyuanzhong will definitely let him experience how terrifying the revenge from the port mafia is.

only--

Is she really that straightforward?

After hanging up the phone, Immortal Chihiro Hara opened the suitcase. She didn't bring a lot of things and tidied up the room in a few minutes.

It was still early for dinner, Gojo Satoru was sitting on the sofa watching TV, when he noticed the black-haired girl coming out of the room, he cheerfully invited her to sit down and watch together.

On the TV screen, a red humanoid creature with a circle on its head was happily skating on a scooter, and beside it were several colorful creatures with strange patterns on their heads.

Immortal Chihiro Hara stared at the screen for a while. When the plot progressed to the point where they were eating baby milkshakes together, she couldn't help asking Gojo Satoru, who was watching with gusto, "What are you looking at?"

""Teletubbies"." Wujo Satoru turned his head, he had already taken off the black eyepatch, and his soft white hair was put down, from a suspicious man wearing an eyepatch to a suspicious man wearing sunglasses indoors, "Don't you know? ? Ah——sorry~ Even if you know, you don’t remember, do you?”

"..." Immortal Chihiro Hara looked at the grinning expression of the white-haired man, and couldn't tell whether his words were intentional or unintentional—no, it must have been intentional, right?Would a normal person repeatedly emphasize the fact that she lost her memory in front of a young girl who unfortunately lost her memory? ?

Huge, super hot!I really want to stuff his smiling face into her plush bunny bag and seal it forever!

She knew she had amnesia! ! !

"Speaking of it——" Gojo Satoru leaned on the sofa and turned his head slightly. His natural advantage of height gave him a condescending aura. From this angle, the eyes behind the lens revealed a hint of ice blue, " You have behaved calmly until now, are you not afraid?"

Immortal Chihiro Hara didn't expect the other party to ask such a question, subconsciously raised his head, and stared blankly at him.

The living room was silent except for Teletubbies playing on the TV.

——Are you not afraid?

She had just woken up that day, and her empty mind confirmed that she felt a little uneasy. It is normal for human beings to be full of fear of unknown encounters.

But that was only short-lived, and she recovered quickly.

Because she is very strong.

Even if she lost her memory, she still had such strong confidence in herself, like an instinct carved into her soul, constantly clamoring for her own strength.Absolute strength can dispel all fear, even if others have other plans for her, she will not pay attention, let alone fear is useless.

but……

It is an undeniable fact that the car overturned, no matter how much you argue, you can only admit it, otherwise she will not move into Wutiao's house so easily.

However, when asked if she was afraid, she had only one answer——

"Why are you afraid?" Chihiro Undead raised her head with no timidity in her eyes. She raised a sweet smile that was different from the one before amnesia, and asked herself in a half-joking tone, "Maybe it's because the strong have nothing to lose." fear?"

"I see." Gojo Satoru smiled, he suddenly leaned forward, reached out and touched the black-haired girl's head, and said in a tone like coaxing a child, "Miss Immortal Hara is amazing."

"..." There was no feeling of being praised at all.

Immortal Chihiro Hara snorted, slapped away the hand that was acting recklessly on his hair, and turned to watch "Teletubbies".

The sulking look of the black-haired girl made Gojo Satoru feel even cuter. He moved down and narrowed the distance between the two: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

He put his hands on the back of the sofa, and at first glance, he looked like he was hugging a petite girl in his arms.

"It's up to you to decide." She held a little grudge, and said deliberately listlessly, "Anyway, I lost my memory, and I don't know what I like to eat."

And she really didn't know, she just knew that she hated strawberries.

"Are you angry?" Gojo Satoru asked softly.

Immortal Chihiro Hara, who was concentrating on watching TV, didn't bother to pay attention to him. She was more interested in the baby milkshake on the show than the strongest magician—ah, could it be that she likes sweets?

Then the TV was turned off.

She turned to look at the culprit helplessly.

Gojo Satoru, who regained his attention, held the remote control panel with a proud face, as childish as a child who won a fight in kindergarten: "Does the Teletubbies look as good as me?"

Immortal Hara Chihiro looked up and down the white-haired man with a subtle expression. His image in her heart was no longer suspicious, but a little sick, but she still answered his question honestly: "They so cute."

"..." Gojo Gojo's eyes widened. He didn't expect to hear a second answer to such a simple question. He asked in disbelief, "Do you think I'm not as cute as them?"

Immortal Chihiro Hara was dumbfounded, and all the silence after amnesia seemed to be explained to Gojo Satoru: "Is this an admission test question that will be kicked out if you answer it wrong?"

How could someone compete with the Teletubbies for favor?

"Yes." The 28-year-old people's teacher, who was competing with the Teletubbies, nodded solemnly. He thought for a while and added, "You can't go against your heart just to move out."

Immortal Chihiro Hara couldn't laugh or cry, the vigilance that had arisen from the meeting dissipated a lot under his gag: "You are cuter."