[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

"Shen Shang Shuri? Have we ever had this student before?"

The middle-aged man dressed as a teacher pushed down his glasses in thought, then turned to ask another teacher on duty in the office.

"Eh? God?"

The teacher on duty who was asked was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and thought for a while, shaking his head and said, "I have no impression, such a special surname, if we have stayed in this school, we will definitely remember it."

"Right, Kondo-sensei."

"really."

The middle-aged man at the beginning nodded in agreement, as if he saw the sad expression of the black-haired boy who asked. Out of the teacher's habit of taking care of young people, he added,

"Ah, maybe we have misremembered, if you remember the class of that God Lord... Is it Class B of the third year?"

The middle-aged teacher scratched his hair and stood up from the chair muttering: "The graduation photo of Class B of the third year seems to be placed here. Mr. Yoshida, can you pass it on for me?"

"...I found it, let me see."

Two teachers on duty and a black-haired boy got together and began to look through past graduation albums.

Soon, the photo album was flipped to the position of the 29th third-year class B of Aomori High School.

Before the two teachers could speak, the black-haired boy who saw the photo first turned pale, and his jewel-colored red pupils were filled with indescribable gloom.

"As expected..."

Shenshang Zhuli looked down at the group photo, with a wry smile on his lips.

The teacher named Kondo looked up strangely: "...Student, did you say anything?"

"It's nothing."

Shenshang Zhu Li looked apologetically at the teacher who cooperated with him from the beginning to the end without any complaints, "Maybe I really remembered it wrong, thank you two teachers for interrupting."

"Where."

Kondo-sensei waved his hand in a good-tempered manner, not at all impatient to be interrupted during the rest time.

It's just a few answers, it's not a big deal... If only these simple actions can help the young man in front of him who is looking for his relatives.

They are no more than a little effort.

But now it seems that it has failed.

Kondo looked at the boy who thanked them and left, and sighed silently.

Kondo didn't turn back to the office until the handsome young man walked further and further away, and his back was completely invisible.

Unexpectedly, his colleague was looking at the photo album in his hand contemplatively, with a strange expression on his face.

"What's wrong, Yoshida-sensei?"

"Ms. Kondo, look at this group photo."

Yoshida pointed to the photo of Class B of the third year, "Are these two students standing too far apart? What did the teacher in charge and the photographer think?"

Hearing this, Kondo couldn't help but walked over curiously and took a look.

Sure enough, at the position Yoshida pointed out, two boys were standing side by side in the second half of the first row.

This position is usually reserved for the petite students in the class. It is reasonable for them to stand like this. The only strange thing is that the gap between the two boys is a bit too big.

It is especially abnormal in the queue with only one fist apart from shoulder to shoulder.

just like--

There was an invisible person standing between them.

Thinking of this, Kondo and Yoshida couldn't help but look at each other, shivering at the same time.

The two of them remembered the boy who had just left, and were about to say something, but their expressions were uniformly blank for a moment.

It seemed that the video recorder was stuck, and after a short period of stiffness, it returned to normal again.

"En? Mr. Yoshida, why did you find out the previous graduation photo album? Hahahaha, I see, you really miss those bastards a little."

"What nonsense! That group of careless..."

If God Zhu Li is here, then he must be able to recognize that the behavior of these two teachers at the moment happens to be exactly the same as the owner of the curry shop back then.

Unfortunately, Zhu Li is not here.

Therefore, the two teachers on duty in this office are just talking to each other as usual.

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"Not only monsters, but even the school I used to go to, didn't you let it go?"

Kamami Akari walks out of the gate of Aomori High School.

With feelings that he didn't know, before leaving, Zhu Li looked back at his former alma mater again.

The high school that had nurtured him for four years just stayed quietly in the afterglow of time, as if silently pointing and silently watching the young students coming and going.

Those youths are changeable, but only it, even the old gaps in the corners have not changed in any way.

Zhu Li turned his head, as if venting, and took a deep breath.

At this moment, a familiar figure approached Zhu Li.

Zhu Li's footsteps stopped and stopped in place.

The person in front of him is Zhu Li's only head teacher with whom he has a good relationship.

A stubborn, elderly man.

He always has an old face, and his lectures are also the most rigid and boring in high school. Many students call him "Yan Wang Kawaguchi" in private.

But it happened to be this person who worried about Zhu Li a lot in high school.

Attendance rate, deviation value, and even the final life talk, it was Yan Wang Kawaguchi's painstaking persuasion that Shuri gave up his plan to fully accept Aomori's shrine and no longer continue his studies.

"Go to the big city and have a look, Zhu Li."

The elderly man straightened his back, his slightly cloudy eyes concealed calm wisdom,

"More wonderful knowledge, a broader vision... Zhu Li, even in the eyes of us rotten people, your world should not be limited here."

Your world should not only be like this!

Yan Wang Chuankou's words were like a mighty bell, ringing in Zhu Li's ears.

That was the first time, Zhu Li suspected that maybe the angry old man in front of him saw a lot of things that other people couldn't see.

Zhu Li stopped at the gate of Aomori High School. He looked at the teacher who was getting closer and closer, but didn't make a sound.

The black-haired boy just looked at it like that, and then let the old man walk past him without turning his eyes, just like treating every suspicious stranger.

……that's true.

I also want to know that "that thing" can't let the people here still retain his memory.

Zhu Li laughed twice, and left Aomori High School completely.

Zhu Li knew that the same phenomenon would happen in elementary and junior high schools in Aomori.

Sure enough, when Kotoko Iwanaga and Kuro Sakuragawa came back from Aomori Elementary School and Aomori Junior High School, they gave Zhu Li the answer he expected.

"Let's sum it up."

hotel suite

Kotoko Iwanaga put the notebook on her lap, staring at the information listed on it thoughtfully, while Kuro Sakuragawa sat beside Iwanaga.

On the bed behind the two of them, there was a box of half-eaten chocolates scattered around.

——It was the sugar that Iwanaga used to supplement his physical strength after a large number of brain cells were working.

"According to the information collected so far, it is certain that the monsters and people in Aomori have lost their memories related to Shuri, and the recorded photos and videos have not been spared."

"But won't those people feel strange if they lose part of their memory?" Kuro Sakuragawa asked a point that he hadn't figured out.

"No, quite the opposite."

Iwanaga Kotoko shook her head, and said a fact that was completely opposite to Sakuragawa Kuro's cognition, "Human memory is actually very ambiguous and uncertain."

"The average person's image memory is only 62% accurate. Most of the time, people will supplement the vague parts based on their own experience, content of interest, and emotion."

Kotoko Iwanaga said, picked up the chocolates scattered by the window, and closed the lid in front of Kuro Sakuragawa,

"It's like this—Senior Kuro, do you still remember how this box of chocolates was arranged?"

Kuro Sakuragawa looked at the square outer box of chocolates and recalled, "I remember... 5X5 arranged in a square?"

Kotoko Iwanaga stared at Kuro Sakuragawa for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Unfortunately, they are arranged in a circle."

Kuro Sakuragawa was very surprised. He opened the outer box of chocolates again, and the chocolates in the inner box were really arranged in a circular shape.

And the reason why he recorded it as a square was influenced by the shape of the outer box——

According to most people's experience, the content of the square outer box will basically be filled with a consistent shape, but they forget that,

Chocolate, as an emotional dessert, often makes more tricks in the inner box based on the shackles of the original outer box, to add surprises to consumers.

"Senior Kuro, human memory is like this box of chocolates. Unimportant people and things are mostly forgotten in a flash. At best, they are randomly placed in the brain, and then thrown into the trash can after a few minutes."

"If there is a need to recall, our brains will naturally complete the vague parts for us based on experience."

Sakuragawa Kuro suddenly said: "...so, those people have forgotten the Lord God."

"It's just because... the Lord God is not important."

Having said that, it is a bit cruel.

Sakuragawa Kuro subconsciously glanced at Kamami Shuri who had never spoken.

However, Zhu Li stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel with a calm expression, quietly listening to his friend's analysis the whole time, without any appearance of being shocked.

Probably aware of Kuro Sakuragawa's eyes on him, Zhu Li raised his eyes and smiled at the two of them, and said comfortingly,

"Don't worry about me, this is a matter of course."

Take it for granted?

Even if it is the truth, is it really okay to just accept it without any grievances?

Looking at the plain face of the black-haired boy, Kuro Sakuragawa suddenly understood the meaning of what Iwanaga once said, "her friend is essentially a fool who is not human".

"Then why... the teacher of the Lord God also forgot?"

"For him, isn't God the Lord an important student?"

Kuro Sakuragawa asked a new question.

This time, it was Zhu Li who answered.

"Because the teacher, he is just an ordinary person."

Kamami Shuri sat back on the chair from the window, Kuro Sakuragawa noticed that when the black-haired boy said this, his fingers kept stroking the pendant on the neck ring.

Like drawing courage and strength from above.

"It's not enough to have a bond," Zhu Li said slowly while holding the supernatural power crystal on the neck ring,

"Iwanaga, you, Hanae and the others haven't forgotten me for a while, but the teacher has lost his memory. There is only one reason I can think of."

Yan Yong Qinzi said tacitly, "Because of the [power] in us."

The author has something to say:

Cough, I found out that yesterday's 【Known Clues】was taken away

I was going to make it up, but after thinking about it,

Hey, if you smoke it directly, it just fits the tone of the hard work in the previous chapter!

I think it's a bit good (Mr. Zhongyuan is on the way to pick up the knife.

[PS. Quietly speaking, apart from the physical death, the other way to make a person disappear is to make him disappear socially and interpersonally.Forgotten by friends and loved ones, this constitutes the so-called "third type of death" and "social death"

Then there is actually a branch line of the ending buried here. In the article, Zhu Li’s teacher persuaded Zhu Li to go to Yokohama, which gave Zhu Li a chance to bond with other than Iwanaga and Hanae. The batch that erased the memory, this is the possibility of the follow-up HE. 】

PPS. So if you calculate it this way, is that the idea of ​​the notification letter sent to Zhu Li at the beginning?

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Known clues:

Aomori Ward, amnestics completed

juli boy

The already weak bond among ordinary people

Nothing

Fortunately, god Zhu Li's good friend

are not normal

Zhu Li showed a gratified expression (Zhu Li: It’s not okay!