[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

She sat up abruptly.

The sky was twilight, and the pale white moon was still hanging in the sky. In the silent surroundings, only the girl's rapid breathing was heard.After a long time, Erika slowly let go of the blanket that was wrinkled by herself, got off the bed lightly, and walked to the bathroom.

The faucet was turned on, and there was a monotonous sound of rushing water. She picked up a handful of water, splashed it on her face, wiped it casually, and then raised her head to look in the mirror directly above the sink.

The pale girl opened her dull eyes, filled with moisture, like a banshee underwater.

— cheer up.

Erika said to herself, patted her cheeks vigorously, and then reached for the comb on the shelf.

Suddenly, her movements froze.

Maintaining the posture of facing the mirror sideways, the girl fixed her gaze on a certain place in the mirror hesitantly, and raised a lock of hair behind her ears.

The cold light shone on the fingertips twisting the hair, reflecting pure white light.

—White? !

Erika shuddered, and her drowsy mind regained consciousness a bit, she frowned and took a closer look: in the thick black hair, this lock of white was particularly abrupt.

Different from the silver-white long hair with soft light in the world of Qindao, this kind of white hair exudes silence and death, reminding her of some extremely unpleasant pictures sleeping deep in her memory.

——There was a glowing smile on the beautiful face of the mother, holding the little girl by the hand, standing at the entrance, watching someone's back getting smaller and smaller.

He never looked back, his black suit was straight, his figure was as sharp as a knife, and only his hair was soft all over his body.

Soft, dirty, empty, white.

Like this strand she's twisting.

With a slight movement of Erika's mind, the "sword" fused into her body appeared, holding the hilt of the sword with one hand, and holding the hair with the other hand, and wiped the sharp blade towards the root of the hair——

blah.

The dagger that could cut everything in principle was just not as effective as imagined, it made a harsh sound like cutting into metal, only cut two or three, and the remaining hundreds did not respond.

The girl in the mirror suddenly looked gloomy, she fixedly glanced at the white hair, moved her wrist, and cut it off even harder regardless of the pain of pulling the scalp.

"What are you doing?!"

The moment the sound sounded, the door of the bathroom was slammed open. The visitor took two quick steps, grabbed her wrist, and yanked it open vigorously.

Her body was slightly knocked out of balance by the sudden force, her wrist was sore, she subconsciously let go of the dagger, and the white-haired boy snatched it away.

"What are you doing!"

Erika clutched her wrist in annoyance, and saw a few red marks on her fair skin. She became more angry, and she raised her head to question Accelerator who made an inexplicable move, but she was so frightened that she swallowed the words went back.

The white-haired boy's eyes were gloomy, his expression was extremely terrifying, the veins on the back of his hand holding the knife were bulging, and he looked like he was about to violently kill someone at any time.

Suddenly... a little timid.

Erika took a step back, stuck to the edge of the sink, and smiled dryly at him: "Good morning, have you had breakfast yet?"

——The other party's expression became even more terrifying.

"Ben, Master Ben hasn't eaten yet, do you want to come together?"

She continued to put on the knife, and carefully reached for the knife that was taken away by Accelerator with her free hand.

I don't know which action touched his nerves. The hand that grabbed her arm suddenly exerted strength. Erika couldn't react in time, and her back hit the edge of the table hard. The other party had already taken advantage of the situation and approached, and the warm body temperature wrapped her up in an instant.

Her lower jaw was forced to lift up, hitting Accelerator's gaze, and her movements of struggling suddenly stopped.

The pupils dilated, the whites of the eyes were bloodshot, and there was a different kind of emotion in the eyes that should be filled with violent emotions.

Erika blinked blankly, her tense body suddenly relaxed, she leaned forward and half leaned into the other's arms, and carefully touched the corner of his eyes with her index finger.

He... is afraid?

Before Erika came up with the idea, a black light suddenly flashed in the small bathroom, and the originally frozen atmosphere was broken by the sword wind. She was dragged out of one of Accelerator's arms in a daze, and fell into another icy cold place staggeringly. in the arms.

Feeling the hard armor on her bare skin, Erika said without turning her head, "Good morning, Saber."

"Good morning, Master."

Knight Ji's condensed tone rang in her ears, and her hanging heart resumed beating.

——Finally got an answer this time.

——It’s great that there is only one abnormal person.

Erika rubbed her forehead and took a step forward, but her hand was held by the vigilant swordsman.

"It's okay, Saber." The gentle voice comforted the cold-looking Arturia. The little girl sighed in her heart, looked at the white villain standing motionless in front of the mirror, and carefully organized her words:

"Well, I'm using it to cut my hair." Erika pointed to the dagger that he had taken away, then brushed back her white hair and smiled slightly distressed, "I don't know when it grew out... Ordinary The scissors seem to keep cutting."

"—So, it's not the kind of thing you're worried about."

She bit her lower lip uncertainly,

"Fang Accelerator, are you... worried about me?"

The white-haired boy's expression moved, and the repressed aura around him melted away a bit. Erika, who got the hint, was relieved, and after making sure that she was in the right direction, she continued to follow along:

"I won't do that again."

"Absolutely not."

Overnight, all the forces stationed in the Ice Emperor disappeared.

The students went to and from get out of class as if nothing had happened, with no haze on their faces.It was as if it was another group of people who were nervous the day before and couldn't live without their bodyguards for a moment.

Ninja Yuuji turned the nib of the pen, his eyes shifted uncontrollably to his left hand again.

The black-haired girl was sitting upright, staring intently at the blackboard, as if she was listening intently.It was too late for a girl who had taken two consecutive days off after transferring to another school to act like a good student.Originally, Ice Emperor was busy with the investigation of the coma incident and had no intention of managing the attendance of the students. However, on the third morning after the coma incident, everyone lost their memory and came to class as if nothing had happened. The absence of the girl became conspicuous. .

He easily modified the memories of so many people, but he was not happy to change a mere attendance record.

Shinobu Yushi looked at Namba Erika's side face, and smiled silently, but the girl turned her head suddenly, and gave him a warning look with her golden eyes.

The pale pink lips squirmed a few times, regardless of whether she could understand or not, the girl turned her head away again.

[Not allowed to speak out]...?

For unknown reasons, it seemed that she was the only one who preserved the memory. At first, she thought it was the result of the girl deliberately letting go, but now it seems that she is powerless.

Thinking of this, almost bitter joy filled his heart.

Well, that's not bad.

At least I know her secret.

Said to himself hypnotically, Yushi Shinozu glanced over the podium lazily, and saw the head teacher write out the answer to the last question, and then clapped his hands lightly:

"Everyone pay attention."

The middle-aged female teacher said blankly,

"There will be another new student who will be transferred to our class later, and the students should be more enthusiastic."

After coldly telling the students to "be more enthusiastic", the female teacher turned and pushed the door away, ignoring the commotion in the classroom.

"Again?"

"Can't they all be girls? People want cute boys."

"As long as you are as cute as Namba-san."

"How could it be so cute, you idiot!"

"—Naruto, what do you think?"

In the lively discussion, it is inevitable that the former and latest transfer student Namba Erika will be mentioned, and she restrained herself and did not intend to speak out, but the front desk suddenly turned her head, dragging him into the battle of gossip without warning.

"What do you think?" Renzu pretended to be ignorant and asked back, but the front desk gentleman didn't understand what his friend meant, and winked at him wretchedly:

"Don't pretend to be stupid," the front desk lowered his voice, his eyes furtively drifted towards the black-haired girl, "If you are still a beauty, I will definitely beat you this time. You bastard, relying on your face Being liked by girls so much, I haven't talked to the transfer students until now. Obviously everyone is a wretched guy at heart-why is there such a big difference in treatment, if only the beautiful girls have telepathy..."

The handsome boy thought he was muttering softly, and didn't notice the dead eyes of his friend.

——I'm so sorry, beautiful girls really have telepathy.

Renzu complained lightly in his heart, feeling an inexplicable sense of superiority.

I know oh I know oh, I know all her secrets—as if I can change my position as Luthor in the field of Shura if I keep thinking about it this way.

Renzu sighed silently, and secretly glanced at the girl. She didn't seem to notice her inner activities, and she was tidying up the table with a serious expression.

Are you too lazy to monitor his heart?

That little feeling of superiority disappeared, but he didn't have to be depressed for too long, and a new transfer student appeared.

The pink hair was divided into two strands hanging in her head, and the beautiful girl was holding a huge bento box. Amid the excited howls of the boys, she bowed gracefully:

"My wife, Yuno, loves Xiaoe, likes Xiaoe, and dreams of Xiaoe."

After she finished such a puzzling self-introduction, she walked straight in the direction of Renzu, with the same charming smile on her face, and said sweetly: "This unknown classmate wearing glasses , can you give me your seat?"

——The ominous premonition came true.

Shinobi Yuuji pushed his glasses expressionlessly, watched the new transfer student confidently pick up the heavy lunch box, put it on his desk, turned around, and rushed towards the black-haired girl across the aisle, yelling The silk is intertwined and hugged into a ball.

"Xiaohui~"

Sweet as a whisper between lovers.

In the dead classroom, lilies mixed with pink bubbles turned into a powerful magic formula, hitting the broken and withered hearts of every single dog in the classroom.