What world is Lixiang in today?

"I'm sorry, yes, I'm sorry!"

Who is apologizing?One after another, hasty voices intermittently.

"No, senior, don't, please, don't go!"

"Lixiang, please, don't, no, don't..."

Who is begging?With a crying tone, choked up and called.

"No, don't go!!!!!!

"Master -Master ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

"Miscellaneous repair, what are you doing!!! Bring me back to this king! Bastard!"

Who was roaring, a heart-piercing roar of unbelievable rage mixed with grief.

"sorry Sorry--"

"but I--"

Ahhh...

It was me, I was apologizing.

I am sorry.

I forgot, but I—

I love you guys.

"Uh……?"

When the girl woke up from a distant dream, she was lying on the grass under the tree.

"Uh... where is this... why am I here..."

She blinked her eyes and sat up, rubbing her swollen and sore temples, trying to recall why she slept in such a place at noon.

But soon she realized that not only could she not remember the reason why she was here, but also all the memories of the past seemed to be erased by something, and she could not recall them at all.

"What's going on here..." She looked around, and unexpectedly found that not far away, there was a row of...

tombstone.

"By the way, this is?! Cemetery? Why? Am I already dead?"

Although I have lost my memory, I am still a young girl no matter what!Isn't it too much to die young like this?No, no, the point is why he lost his memory and collapsed in the cemetery? ! ? !

The girl jumped up and scratched her hair vigorously to vent her broken emotions.

It's too bad, it's too bad no matter how you say it, anyone please explain to me the current situation and don't leave me alone in the cemetery!Although it's noon, it always feels a little gloomy. What the hell is——

"I don't think you're dead."

Startled by the voice behind her, the girl turned her head quickly, only to find that there was also a tombstone behind the tree, and behind the tombstone stood a red-haired man in a short beige trench coat.

"You, who are you?" The girl took a step back vigilantly.

The man looked at her, then turned his head to look behind him, looked at her again, and finally stretched out a finger to point to himself: "Are you talking about me?"

"It's not that you're talking about who, don't make such horrible jokes in the cemetery!"

The girl was about to cry out of fright, and because of the other party's overly taken-for-granted attitude, she added some elements of anger into her fright, looking like a little animal with fried fur.

"Ah, sorry, I didn't expect you to see me." The man raised his hand and scratched his hair.

"What can't you see..."

The girl froze for a moment, her eyes moved down...

The man wasn't standing behind the tombstone at all, but the part of the coat that went down gradually became translucent, and it disappeared completely at the knees.

The girl stared blankly at him, and after a while, she let out a gasp.

"what--"

"? Hey, are you okay, why do you look like you're about to pass out?"

"No, I'm fine." After staggering two steps, the girl held her forehead with one hand and waved at the red-haired man with the other, indicating that she was fine, "I always feel like something has been opened up after being overly frightened." , it feels quite natural.”

Didn't it just appear in an inexplicable place, lose memory and meet a ghost (?), I always feel that I have experienced things that are much more exaggerated than this. Although I can't remember anything specific, my body's instincts are no longer strange.

"That's good." The man nodded, "I'm Sakunosuke Oda. Now, I'm probably a ghost."

"Ah, hello Mr. Oda... I can't remember my name, but you can call me Guda." Guda scratched his head, "In short, I have amnesia now—Mr. Oda saw how I got here From here? Is there anyone else?"

"I didn't see it." Oda shook his head, "After a burst of white light, you suddenly appeared there."

Didn't see anyone coming in or out at all.

"... I always feel that this appearance is too common." Guda sighed helplessly, "I always feel that you are used to this kind of thing." "Is it necessary to be strange?" Oda asked in confusion .

"...It doesn't seem to be weird." Guda choked on the other party's overly righteous attitude, "By the way, are you really a ghost? Only I can see you?"

"It should be, my friend came to visit 'me', but he couldn't see me, and he couldn't touch me." Oda pointed to the tombstone under his feet, paused, and added, "But speaking of this... ...I just showed up two days ago."

"Two days ago?"

"Ah... I should have died a few years ago, judging from Dazai's height..." Oda stroked his stubble-covered chin and calculated the height of his friend in comparison, "But I am two days old. It just appeared suddenly before, right here."

"Could it be because you ... became shorter after your feet disappeared?" Guda made a reliable guess.

"No... I still had feet at first, and I can actually feel myself standing on the ground now." Oda looked down at his missing calf, "It's a novel feeling to see myself become transparent ah……"

"No, no, no matter how you think about it, it should be classified as a thriller rather than a novelty." Guda couldn't help complaining.

"Really?" Oda raised his head again and looked at the speechless girl, "Is that the so-called 'tucao' just now?"

"...I think so, I always feel that I have been a Tucao servant for a day or two." Guda spread his hands cooperatively, "Well, amnesia is also a novel feeling, because even if you have amnesia, you can't remember it. Each time is a brand new amnesia...?"

"That's true." Oda nodded seriously.

The two were silent for a while.

"So both of us appeared here for no reason..." Guda spoke again, looking at the shade above her head, "I can't stay here forever, although I have no clue..."

"There is still something to do." She murmured.

"That's right." Oda also looked at the swaying leaves above his head, "It's a pity that I can't leave here, otherwise I can walk with you for a while."

This amnesiac girl has orange hair, golden pupils that are as dazzling as the sun, and looks innocent and ignorant of the world, but at the same time has a maturity beyond her peers.

Of course, this peer is not to be compared with a child like Dazai.

Oda secretly compared his friend and the girl in front of him, and came to the completely opposite conclusions——

Although it is just a feeling, unlike Dazai, who hides and cries deep in his heart, this girl may cry, laugh and be afraid like girls of the same age, but she has extraordinary perseverance and bravery in her heart.

It's a strange kid.

A gurgling sound interrupted his thoughts.

"...Well, you don't look too good." Guda pointed to his lower body.

The transparent part began to spread to the waist.

"It was the same a few days ago." Oda waved his hand, indicating that it's okay.

"You don't seem too nervous." Guda frowned, his eyes flickering, "It will disappear if this continues."

"Ah. In fact, I am like this, so it doesn't matter if I disappear or not?" Oda sighed, "I died a few years ago, so I just dissipated again as an undead. I don't care about heaven, hell or the so-called reincarnation. I'm not interested."

"But, but..." Guda lowered his eyes, intending to find a way to persuade the person in front of him, "Don't you still have friends? You have to find a way..."

"He can't see me." Oda emphasized, "So..."

"But I can see you!" Guda interrupted him, "I said, the first person I met after losing my memory just now is you, if you disappear in front of me, maybe it will cause me mental trauma oh!"

"Ah...is that so?" Oda thought for a while, and felt that it seemed to make sense.

"And I have lost my memory, I can't even find anyone I know in this place..." Guda chased after the victory, "I have no place to live and no money, I can't do anything by myself..."

That's right, Oda compared the height difference between himself and the girl, and he was indeed still a child, no more than 15 years old at the most, the age when he went to junior high school.

As expected, I still have no resistance to children.

"But there is no other way." Oda, who was completely relented, raised his hand and tried to rub the hair of the girl in front of him, "I can't even leave here, do you want to live in the cemetery?"

"Hmm..." Guda fell into deep thought, and then she felt a warm touch from the top of her head.

"what?"

"……Eh?"

"Can't you touch me!?" Guda patted his head in disbelief, convinced that what happened just now was not some kind of hallucination, "And you are hot!"

"..." Odasaku looked at his hands, and was also a little surprised. He just made a habitual gesture to appease the child, but he really didn't expect that he, who couldn't touch Ango and Dazai, could actually touch Goo clatter.

"No, do I have the ability to see and touch ghosts?" Guda tentatively placed his hand on Oda's hand that was raised in the air, "It's really hot..."

Before she could finish speaking, the back of her hand suddenly burst into red light, and a shield-shaped red pattern lit up little by little, followed by a hot feeling.

Something was flowing, following the hands of the two of them.

Odasaku felt that his eyes gradually became brighter.

"Mr. Oda! Your feet, you, you..."

But Oda didn't have time to pay attention to what Guda was shouting now, something was quickly stuffed into his mind.

Heroic Spirit?

Master?

Servant?

Command spell?

...Holy Grail War?

After a while, the two came back to their senses, their gray-blue and golden-orange eyes looked at each other, and they said in unison:

"So, are you my master/servant?"