[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

The math teacher was giving lectures in front of the class, and half of the class was playing with their phones with their heads down. 10 minutes ago, a manuscript from the Bingdi News Agency became a hot topic on the forum. Enough to arouse the sense of crisis of all fans.

Atobe Keigo's charm is too great, any trouble about him can cause a tsunami.

Satomi Aihara fiddled with her well-manicured chestnut-brown curly hair anxiously, and her gaze once again fell on the subject of the photo.

The timing and angle of the photographer are well grasped. In terms of the quality of the photo alone, it can even be used as a selling point on campus promotional posters. The picture perfectly shows the unusual appearance and tense and ambiguous atmosphere of the hero and heroine.

She pouted involuntarily, her fingers resting on the side of the girl's face.

Really like……

The bewildered young lady took less than a second to save the photo to her mobile phone, and cropped out the parts that got in the way.Then, holding his face in his hands, he stared blankly at the newly set screen saver of his mobile phone.

I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it, I like it

"Satomi, Satomi, who is that girl? Do you know?"

The tablemate in the support group poked her quietly, and Satomi Aihara, who was disturbed, turned her head away and involuntarily lowered her face, causing the other party to shrink her neck in fright:

"Wow, Satomi, your face is so ugly!"

The eyeballs of the deskmate rolled around, remembering the news that Miss Aihara's family had gone after the trace department, the corners of her mouth curled up clearly, and she said comfortingly: "Don't be sad, those people in the news department are used to chasing rumors, although this girl is still She's cute, but no matter how you look at it, she can't compare to you, Satomi! Master Atobe's vision is super gorgeous. But hey, this little girl looks so innocent, I didn't expect to have a relationship with Master Atobe just after transferring to school ..."

"Erika won't have a crush on Atobe!"

Satomi Aihara stood up from her seat angrily, and looked down at her bewildered deskmate.

"What a joke! How can such an inferior product compare with Miss Ben!"

There was a moment of silence in the classroom, and the teacher, who was accustomed to this, quickly continued talking as if nothing had happened.

Satomi Aihara, who is known as the female publishing department, is not something that a small employee like him can provoke.

As for the others...

The phoenix eyes swept away, and the classmates who caught her gaze looked away one after another. Aihara Satomi snorted coldly, smoothed her long hair, and sat down proudly.

Different from Atobe's more peaceful leadership style, as the former No. [-] gangster in Japan, the eldest lady of the Aihara Group who has only turned from black to gray in recent years, the much-loved Aihara Satomi is extremely willful in her affairs, and she can barely get along with her when she is in a hurry , if you accidentally poke the breaking point - every minute will let you see the power of savagery.

Please see the head of the previous support team who dropped out of school.

The face of the poor tablemate who was flattered on the horse's leg turned pale with fright. She couldn't figure out why the young lady who was chatting about 100 ways to conquer the Indian Ministry the day before was angry.

It's a pity that no one will defend her. Under the power, everyone can only sympathize in their hearts, and then silently put an X on [Atobe X Aihara].

Soon, anonymous posts appeared on the forum:

#Shock!The story that the transfer student and Miss Yakudo have to tell

Above it is #shocked!A Transfer Student's Secret Date with the Ice Emperor

Today's young masters and ladies are also addicted to shock sports forums.

Aihara Satomi, who caused a lot of trouble for her sweetheart, didn't know anything about it. She didn't bother to look at the crying expression of her deskmate, and turned her head to look out the window——

Huh?that is not……

The reddish-brown pupils shrank suddenly, and Satomi Aihara blinked subconsciously, but the figures standing downstairs just now disappeared.

It's like a hallucination.

A dark light flashed in the eyes, and the flustered emotion only existed for a moment. Soon, the experienced lady regained her composure.Averting his eyes as if nothing had happened, he turned on his phone and sent a message.

Erika, who was already several miles away, had no knowledge of what happened in the teaching building.

Even if she knew something, those troubles had to stand aside compared to the one in her hands.

Erika teleported to the room, threw Ninzu Yushi to the ground, and threw herself on the wall to look for Master Saiki.

Not here.

The little girl's face suddenly collapsed.

What to do what to do what to do!

Namba-sama's ability to deal with emergencies is E!

Worrying around the room anxiously, even Misaka Misaka's coquettish behavior couldn't comfort her.

After 10 minutes, Saiki Kusuo still did not appear.

Mental explosion.

Erika threw her body straight back and rolled into a ball on the tatami.

She seems to be overly dependent on the master.

It was okay before, Saiki Kusuo had to go to class during the day, and the time together was not long.After graduating from university, he joined a small black technology company and became a programmer. Because of his superb technology, he made an exception to allow him to work at home, which made it easier to find him.

When encountering any problems, Erika's first reaction was to ask the master for help. When she missed her mother having nightmares a few years ago, she hugged the quilt and moved it to the wall, and slept close to the master, so noisy that the master couldn't sleep.

Thinking of the master who was even more talkative in the past than now, Erika couldn't help laughing muffledly, her face pressed against the fabric.

But the problem will eventually be solved.

She straightened up, observing the boy's melancholy sleeping face, struggling to wake him up and ask.

The amnestic technique jointly developed by Master Saiki and Kisuke Urahara is hard to detect even by Shokuhou Misaki, and Yuji Ninata is just a boy in the daily sports department.

However, his expression at that time was a little too serious.

Just when she was struggling, Yushi Ninja's lips twitched a few times in his sleep.

what?

Erika bent down curiously.

"Xiaohui..."

(`∧)

What's the matter with this guy?

How do you remember such a disgusting name? !

With a trembling hand, Erika covered his face with the pillow beside him, maintaining a kneeling posture, her face changing unpredictablely.

This time it was confirmed, and there was no way to escape.

After a long time, she finally got rid of all the goosebumps all over her body. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket, unlocked the super difficult lock, and found the name she needed from the address book.

The phone beeped twice and was quickly connected.

"Kisuke."

The girl's desolate voice came from the loudspeaker, scaring the uncle in the fisherman's hat who was lazily basking in the sun after a hangover.

"What's the matter, Miss? The grand strategy lost again? I won't help you fix bugs this time, you still have to play the game by yourself."

Hearing the familiar laughing voice, he immediately punched Erika Xiang hard and retorted with a guilty conscience: "Is my lord this kind of person? Last, last time it was just an accident, I just I feel that the balance of the game is very unreasonable... Oh no, I'm looking for you for business!"

After being interrupted by him like this, no matter how deep the emotions were, they were forgotten.

As expected of Urahara, Pistachio and Kisuke, appointed by Master Saiki, Master Namba's military advisor on the way to save the world.

Erika stared at Ninzu Yuuji's restless sleeping face, explained the cause and effect in a few words, and asked hesitantly:

"How about knocking again?"

"No... I'd better take it over and show it to me first, it may be that the adaptability of auxiliary items has declined."

"Don't scare me! The whole Ice Emperor's people have been knocked over the head by props! You have to be responsible for the work!"

"Ahahahahaha, don't be so quick to throw the blame away, Xiao Lixiang, your spiritual superpowers are inherently unstable, and the props are just for you to use, and the problem may not necessarily be with you... Well, they also beat you anyway. But you, don't worry, don't worry."

"But, won't this affect the world synchronization process?"

"..."

The girl's worried voice came from the microphone, Kisuke Urahara scratched the stubble on his chin, and sighed silently.

Does this kid really not care?

Erase memories over and over again, live a sharp self.As the only bystander in her life, Kisuke Urahara felt—

"What if they recall those embarrassing memories? I'm afraid they won't be able to control themselves and go to the juvenile detention center for a while."

The girl said the dangerous lines seriously.

"..."

——Kisuke Urahara didn't feel anything.

"Anyway, you send him here first."

"Is the one at your house not around?"

"I've been out in the wild recently."

"Well, is it? One more question, have you been drinking?"

"..."

"...I'll be right there."

People with superpowers will come when they talk about it.

The petite girl dragged the unconscious Ninja Yushi with her left hand, and Misaka Misaka Cat with her right hand, knocking over a pile of equipment with a clatter, and appeared on the stage full of momentum.

"Erika..."

"I was wrong!"

The little girl folded her arms, watching Kisuke Urahara holding a bunch of strange instruments, touching, throwing, patting and stuffing Ninzu Yushi.

Won't break... bar.

She anxiously watched the handsome face of her deskmate being stretched out of shape, and when she was about to stop it, Urahara withdrew her hand.

"Diagnosed."

The man's army green eyes were hidden under the shadow of the brim of his hat, so he couldn't see his expression clearly.

Erika felt a little nervous.

Sure enough, there is no good thing if you put Ninzuzu on the stall!

Thinking angrily in her heart, she straightened her expression and listened to Urahara Kisuke's popular science class.

"Ahahaha, do you know that memory is divided into two types? [knowledge memory] and [episodic memory]. In order to limit your strength to prevent irreversible damage to them, props can limit the flow of superpowers and only act on [ A small area of ​​episodic memory].”

It was clearly not a hot early spring, but the store manager waved a folding fan, Erika rolled her eyes, turned her head away calmly, away from the smell of alcohol, and suppressed her complaints.

It is very immoral to disturb a scientist pretending to be an X, and she knows this well.

Patiently kneeling and listening to lectures in a room full of alcohol, fortunately, Urahara's super-high intelligence is there, and he can speak logically and clearly even when he is drunk, but hiccups from time to time.

"Hiccup~"

Erika told herself "Urahara Kisuke is my good friend" for the hundredth time, and once again resisted the urge to kick her up.

So much so that when Urahara Kisuke finished nagging and came to that terrible conclusion, Erika even breathed a sigh of relief.

"So: Yushi Ninzu's [episodic memory] related to me is mixed in [knowledge memory] for various reasons, and if I still want to erase his memory, I have to risk making him an idiot risk?"

"Yes~ What a deep love this is! Hiccup~~ My feelings for you are as kind as common sense, as absolute as the truth, this young man..."

"I figured it out."

She interrupted the speech of the lyric poet Kisuke Urahara with a blank face, glanced at the sleeping boy, and announced coldly: "Do it. What's the big deal about an idiot, anyway, the Ninzuzu family has enough money to support him, and when he grows up, find a poor boy." My sister got married and had children, and lived a happy life that 100 million single men in Japan would not envy."

The air froze in embarrassment, and the eyelashes of the boy lying on the ground trembled slightly.

"real or fake?"

Kisuke Urahara was so frightened that he stopped hiccupping, and asked cautiously.

Under his gaze, the little girl's stiff expression cracked, she looked over in disbelief, and gave him a hard look:

"Of course it's fake, idiot!!!"

"You can't cooperate with my lord to have a good time and ask such stupid questions!"

"Where is the intelligence department character you agreed to! Don't you understand the basic sense of speech?!"

"My lord is so disappointed in you! Urahara Kisuke! Now! Immediately! Clean up the equipment on this guy! My lord will send him back to the second class in the afternoon!"