The Holy Grail of Self-discipline Xiawuren

"Have a nightmare?"

Forehead against forehead, tip of nose against tip of nose, I could barely see the expression on Wu's face, his blue pupils were stuffed in his eyes.

"Um…"

He responded muffledly, soft and waxy, coupled with his aggrieved and unknowing emotions, he looked like a cotton candy filled with dark chocolate.

"I dreamed you were dead, Jay."

He was even more wronged.

"Hey, it's all said that I'm still alive."

I sighed, obviously it should be me, who is constantly cursed by others, who has been wronged, how can I realize that I have more real feelings than the person involved.

Fragments of watery light began to flicker in the blue eyes again.

"I really lost to you, go to sleep."

I kicked off my slippers and climbed onto the bed, stuffing the restless guy into my arms.

"I'll be with you, don't worry."

Enlightenment stretched out his palm again, interlocking the fingers of my right hand with his left hand.

"That's the way to go, so you won't be able to run away, Jie."

He smiled smugly.

"Then you can't run away?"

I raised my interlocked hands, signaling to Wu to understand that this is an act that hurts both sides.

"Then don't run."

Satoru had a nonchalant expression on his face.

"If you don't run, don't run. You should close your eyes and go to sleep. Doesn't it mean that you haven't slept for 24 hours?"

There is no way to take the guy in front of me, I can only choose to compromise.

He finally closed his eyes, leaned on the pillow obediently and fell asleep.

The breathing gradually became longer, and Wu fell into a deep sleep.

I put my left hand under my head and looked at the unconscious person with my head stuck.

'You really trust me, Wu. '

In front of me, who I haven't known for a month, I actually let go of all my defenses.

'Do you trust me, or Jay? '

I lowered my eyes.

Why did you leave the college?

I have no regrets about this issue. In fact, when Wu asked me if I recalled any memories, I didn’t tell the truth. I did recall some memories about the past, but Wu was not included in those memories.

Self-portrait in Chaldea.

This painting from the follower Van Gogh is the key to my memory recovery. After I got it, I remembered part of the memory. It was the time spent in Chaldea, and at the same time I remembered that I deliberately Please, that Van Gogh sent me the painting.

That is to say, I had long expected that I might lose my memory, so I hid clues about memory in "Self-Portrait in Chaldea", and arranged for off-site personnel to assist when necessary.

'Why am I amnesiac? '

'Why would I expect to lose my memory? '

I am puzzled by these circumstances, and the clues I have obtained so far are still too few.

As for whether I trust the servants or not, and whether they will include unnecessary information in it, I have verified this point a long time ago.

It was that time, on the first day of going to the high school, after meeting the principal Noctua Moth, Wu caught the first-year students training on the training ground, and I came into contact with Alice's picture book at that time, and it was at that moment that I was triggered. The understanding of the system that servants are heroic spirits.

The servants I summon will not betray me, they will assist me, and will do everything possible to help me achieve my goal, so you can use them with confidence.

This is the hint given in the picture book, and the person who gave the hint is me without amnesia.

'Before I lost my memory, I was really able to do things, and I actually did so many small tricks behind my back. '

I sighed secretly, restrained my extroverted spirit, and stopped torturing my fragile nerves.

"Jay..."

Satoru twitched his lower arm.

I took a closer look with the help of the bedside light and found that he was talking in his sleep, but he was actually not awake.

Impulsively, I moved my upper body closer, and pressed my forehead against his forehead again.

'Don't trust me so much, Satoru. '

Savoring Wu's sleeping face, I suddenly felt a sense of drowsiness, so I simply lay down in a posture close to Wu, closed my eyes and fell asleep.

Feeling the heat source, Satoshi unconsciously shrank into my arms.

In the darkness, I walked aimlessly, and suddenly felt a sense of oppression.The oppressive feeling was so ubiquitous that I couldn't breathe. No matter where I escaped, I could feel the pain of lack of oxygen in my brain.

"call!"

I opened my eyes and found that it was just a nightmare, and the culprit who caused my nightmare was sleeping soundly on my chest.

"Wu, when did you move onto me? You don't sleep honestly. I'm not a mattress."

I covered my eyes and sighed, my lungs seemed to still feel the oppressive feeling of suffocation.

Stretching out my left hand, I tried to pull Wu off my body, this man put almost all of his weight on my body, it was almost deadly.

"Jay, don't..."

As a result, he clung even tighter.

"Ugh……"

I sighed again. When facing Wu, I always have more than enough heart but not enough energy.

Because there are curtains around the bed, I can't tell the current time period directly from the sky. I can only guess roughly by the biological clock, it is about four o'clock in the morning.

I opened my eyes and looked at the blue silk curtain above my head, playing meaningless images in my head, trying to hypnotize myself.

"Squeak... squeak... squeak..."

An inconspicuous vibrating sound interrupted my thoughts. It was the vibration of the mobile phone after being pressed to mute.

I stretched out my hand and got the phone from the bedside table standing outside the curtain. After I opened it, the dialed contact displayed on it was 'the trembling errand runner'.

It's Wu's phone.

It seems that the conjuration world is looking for him again, but now Wu Rarely fell asleep, it would be too much to wake him up and let him do the task, so we should find another way.

So I got through the phone and learned about the specific situation of the mission from the errand runner. Regardless of the other party's persuasion, I asked Hassan, the mantra arm, to go on a mission instead of Wuqian.

'Sure enough, the followers are very strong. '

Hassan, who received the task arrangement, quickly disappeared from the corner of the room.

"What happened, Jay?"

Probably disturbed by the begging on the other end of the phone, Wu opened his sleepy blue eyes and looked at me suspiciously.

"It's nothing, it's just that the magic world has something to do with you, and I'll ask Hassan, the curse arm, to solve it."

He blinked blankly, as if he didn't understand what I said for a while.

"Ah, Hassan, the cursed arm, seems to be able to remove the curse."

He remembered what I had told him earlier.

"Jie, let Hassan the Cursed Wrist help me with tasks from now on, you see I'm tired and skinny~"

Enlightenment thought of a hundred uses of Hassan, the curse arm, and rubbed against my chest with bright eyes, trying to convince me that I am the master.

I suddenly had a bad taste.

"If you call me 'master', I promise you, how about it?"

"Hey?"

Wu was so surprised that he forgot to blink to be cute.

Then, he began to elongate the tone continuously.

"Master~master~please~master~please~~~"

I shamefully agreed.