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early morning.

The crisp chirping of birds awakened the young man with curly black hair.

He first covered his eyes with his hands, took a break, then sat up, and was taken aback when he saw the surrounding environment.

…Oh yes, he picked up the little moon in the river yesterday, so he is sleeping on the sofa now.

Matsuda Jinpei rubbed his fluffy black hair after a night's sleep, and couldn't help laughing.

He glanced at the bedroom door, which was closed tightly, and he acted as if the little moon hadn't woken up—to be honest, what happened yesterday shocked him.I haven't seen each other for five years, and seeing her in such a situation again, it's really hard for people not to think... Did something bad happen to her.

Let the other party live directly in your own home for the same reason.Although he and Mochizuki are not very familiar, but at least they know each other, he is still a policeman, maybe he can bring some sense of security to the other party... right?

Therefore, it is better not to disturb her rest at this time.

Matsuda Jinpei quickly packed himself up, yawned and came to the kitchen. After opening the refrigerator, he found that there were no ingredients left at home.He is not very good at cooking, he can only cook to the extent that he can eat, but for a person who rarely goes to work and wakes up early to make breakfast, there is no food to cook, which makes people feel a little silent.

... Tsk, trouble.

Matsuda Jinpei pondered for a moment, and decided decisively to order takeaway.

He just happened to be on vacation today, and there was no urgent task for him in the bureau. Originally, under such circumstances, he would choose to go to Hagiwara Kenji, but now...he is also a little unsure whether to disclose the matter of Mochizuki Xian at his home to other side.

Forget it—it can’t be hidden after all.It's better to listen to what little moon has encountered before making plans.

After waiting for a while, he raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

Is the little moon up yet?

The takeaway is coming soon, and children who are not in good health should eat breakfast on time.

Mochizuki is a girl, and he couldn't directly open the door. After thinking about it, he could only knock on the door: "Mochizuki?"

There was no movement in the room.

This time, Matsuda Jinpei increased his strength and voice, but there was still no response.

He couldn't help frowning, and just as he was about to forcefully kick the door open, he keenly heard a sound from the bathroom.

At this moment, he couldn't care about embarrassment or not, Matsuda Jinpei hurried to the bathroom door, and when he found that the door was not closed, his heart skipped a beat.

It was dark in the bathroom with the windows closed.

He turned on the light.

"……full moon?"

Matsuda Jinhei's pupils shrank slightly.

There were large water stains on the originally clean and tidy bathroom floor, and the water level in the porcelain-white bathtub was still rising, and the girl who had made him extremely worried and nervous just now was lying in it with her eyes closed, as if she had died for a long time.

——Her hair color has become a lot lighter at some point, presenting a maltose-like color, scattered in the water, and she is still wearing pajamas, but it is also completely soaked. After absorbing the water, it becomes very visible to the naked eye. Shen, and on her exposed skin, the scales have completely disappeared, and her complexion is as pale as paper.

Matsuda Jinpei's heart suddenly tightened.

He frowned, bent down, and carefully picked up the seemingly extremely fragile girl horizontally. He didn't care that his clothes were soaked again, stepped over the water stains on the floor to the living room, and placed her in the living room. On the sofa, first wrapped in a blanket.

While thinking about what to do next, he regretted how he could sleep so deeply.

——The situation in the bathroom, it can be seen that the little moon woke up in the middle of the night, stumbled into the bathroom, turned on the water, and even failed to do these small things, which made the floor full of water stains.

——If he could hear these movements and wake up earlier, even if he didn't know why Mochizuki did what he did, at least he wouldn't let things evolve to this point.

How long had she lay in that icy water?

Matsuda Jinhei closed her eyes, preventing herself from thinking about it, turned on the air conditioner, and took out a clean towel to carefully wipe the cold water on her cheeks and neck, as if she was afraid that a little force would rub off her pale and fragile skin. Leaves red marks.

He moved his hand away, keenly noticing the trembling of the other's eyelashes.

Sure enough, those eyes that were originally tightly closed slowly opened. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the originally rich gilt color was also a little lighter, only the vertical pupils with a less obvious color remained unchanged.

But those eyes were fixed on him, and the only emotions that could be read in them were emptiness and indifference.

After a few seconds, it was as if a small stone was dropped on the surface of the water, and after stirring up ripples, his appearance was reflected.

"...Mr. Inspector?"

The girl tilted her head in a daze, as if for some unknown reason.

Matsuda Jinpei had a panoramic view of her performance.

His heart sank slightly, but he said with a relaxed expression: "I found that you are not in the bedroom, but in the bathroom—what happened?"

Hearing this sentence, the girl lowered her eyes slightly, her demeanor was a little cold and disgusted for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal.

——No, not recovery.

Matsuda's eyes darkened.

——This is just her disguise.

The curly-haired young man laughed dangerously: "I just act like a little moon, you don't want me to worry, right?"

He really has no right to comment on the other party's decisions and actions.No matter what the purpose is, it is normal for Mochizuki to habitually hide herself in front of him.

...But, as expected, I'm still very upset.

"...Sorry." A soft and cold voice came quietly: "I..."

It seemed that her mind was still a little confused, she shook her head slightly, put her hands on her temples, and frowned slightly.

Matsuda Jinpei immediately forgot the awkward emotion just now, and there was tension in his voice that he didn't realize: "What's wrong? Is there any discomfort?"

"No." The girl with long brown hair slowly shook her head, looked at him and laughed.

"I just...actually forgot about Zhenping." She said with some distress: "The expression must not be very friendly, right? Those people said it was scary..."

"... Forgot me?" Intuition made Matsuda Jinhei grasp the most critical information, and involuntarily recalled her indifferent and unfamiliar expression when she just woke up.

"It's just a side effect of gaining temporary freedom." The little girl spoke briskly, as if she didn't think it was a serious problem at all: "It will gradually fade, and often lose the memory of the past."

She noticed the young man's expression, stretched out her hand to hold his cheek, and pulled out a smile: "It is really distressing for such a person to survive. So don't be unhappy, I am very grateful that Zhenping found me, And take me home."

Matsuda Jinpei pulled her hand away and let out a "tsk".

...This guy, why does he look like a stray cat picked up by a kind person.

——It makes people not angry at all.

"Temporary freedom..." His tone was cold, not realizing that his bright black eyes were a little dark and gloomy at this moment: "Your organization has been controlling and imprisoning you?"

His eyes fell on her eyes that were obviously easy to ordinary people: "Because of these?"

Because of the scales he saw yesterday, and the golden pupils that were so beautiful that those who saw them couldn't help but hold their breath?

Anger was burning in his chest, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down and said, "Since I've seen it all, can I be regarded as an insider? Can you tell me what happened?"

He said seriously: "You can trust me, Mochizuki."

The appearance of a youth is reflected in the clean golden irises.

"Hmm... It's not that I don't believe in Zhenping." She tilted her head, her hair drooping on her forehead, and smiled, "It's just... I don't really want to recall."

"It's good now, isn't it?"

She whispered, as if talking to herself.

"..."

Matsuda Jinpei suddenly rubbed the top of her hair hard.

Mochizuki String: "?"

"Okay, I'm not satisfied with your answer, this is the rent." The curly-haired young man covered his lips with his hand and yawned, then turned around so that his expression could not be seen clearly: "Change your pajamas, You don’t know how to release heat even if you put water on it, stupid.”

"I put the takeaway on the table, remember to eat."

After speaking, he went to the balcony.

"...Things seem to be a little bad." Mochizuki paused, and said softly.

She pursed her lips, but she still didn't go to the balcony to find the young man. She went back to the bedroom to change her clothes, and looked at the water stains on the sofa with a guilty conscience, trying to wipe them with a towel, at least to whitewash the peace.

Passing by the mirror, she was slightly taken aback.

...has the hair color become lighter again?

It has turned golden... Sure enough, the change is often the fastest at the very beginning.

This is no longer something that can be explained with common sense.Fortunately, although there is no magic in this world, there is science, and her game abilities are not too outrageous, and everything can be pushed to the evil human experiment of the Black Organization.

As for what happened last night, she actually didn’t feel sleepy after sleeping for five years. She stayed up in the middle of the night to let the system play a movie, and she felt a little dehydrated. She couldn't keep up with her brain, so she overturned the car successfully.

As for the subsequent remedy, it is the content of the script.

But apart from the setting of amnesia, she did not lie to Matsuda Jinpei.

Mochizuki quickly convinced himself.

So Matsuda Jinhei, who was lighting a cigarette on the balcony, found a golden head protruding tentatively from behind the door in the reflection of the opposite window.

Matsuda Jinpei: "..."

"Did you change your clothes?" The curly-haired youth pinched out his cigarette, glanced at her, and his tone had returned to normal.

Mochizuki nodded obediently.

"What are your plans for the future?" Matsuda Jinping asked, raising his eyebrows slightly: "Is it possible to say this?"

"Probably play happily, and then stay until you can't stay anymore?" The girl's tone was brisk: "As long as people from the organization don't find out, maybe there will be a chance to sneak out in the future."

She didn't know where to take out a small mirror: "I'm trying to control my pupils. When I become like a normal person, I don't need to cover my eyes anymore."

That's so striking.

Matsuda Jinpei felt a sudden tightness in his chest.

He could only change the subject unnaturally: "Amuro...is it Amuro? Why isn't it by your side?"

"He... I haven't seen him for five years, but he should be doing well, right? I heard that his status is rising very quickly."

"But, of course, I'm taller."

The blond girl showed a clean and bright smile.