[comprehensive] review face into a mystery

When Yao Yan came to the door of the God-inspector's room according to his words, and raised his hand to knock on the door, the voice of the God-inspector came from inside. "Come in directly, Yaoyan."

So he opened the door, and what came into view was the inquisitor sitting on the cushion, her hand wrapped in thick gauze was holding the teapot, steaming hot water came out of the teapot, blurring her only The outline of the exposed half of the face.

"General! You still have injuries on your hands" "Yao Yan." When Yao Yan rushed in subconsciously to take the teapot in her hand, the interrogator called out to him.

"You know, don't you, Yaken." She said so calmly, completely ignoring Yaken's body standing still and the panicked expression on his face.

The mind examiner made a cup of weak tea in a smooth manner, placed it on the other end of the small table, and motioned for Yaoyan to sit down.

The overwhelmed Yao Yan could only choose to follow her instructions, and after sitting down obediently, the interrogator's hand wrapped in gauze stretched out in front of him.

"Untie it, Yaken." Her words sounded ethereal, without any sense of order, but he couldn't refuse, Yaken stretched out his hand stiffly, and carefully removed layers of gauze.

As the gauze was gradually removed, the hand of the god judge gradually showed its appearance. It was no longer the horrible appearance that was almost abolished before. With the fall of the last layer of gauze, it is now exposed In front of Yaoyan, there is no difference between the hands of the God-inspector before he was injured. They are slender, slender and clean, without continuous gushing blood, broken tendons, pale bones, and blood holes running through the palm. Nothing like it has ever appeared on these hands.

But Yaoyan knows that it really existed.

He lowered his eyes and said nothing, just tidied up the gauze piled up on the small table.

"Yaoyan." The God-inspector called him, he raised his eyes, and was about to call out "General, what's the matter" as usual, when the next sentence of the God-inspector almost crushed his whole body .

"I want to eliminate the redundant memory channels in your body."

She spoke flatly.

Yaoken's amethyst-like clear eyes widened uncontrollably, and the smile that was originally maintained on his face collapsed, showing an expression of shock that could not be concealed.

He knew what the God-inspector meant, and eliminating the redundant memory channel in his body meant erasing his existing memory about the God-inspector's past, and blocking it, so that he would never receive that memory again in the future.

"...General, can you not do that...?" He squeezed the words out of his throat jerky.

"Huh?" The judge thought for a while. "Don't worry, only those things about my past will be erased. There will be no loss of your past memory after you came to Honmaru and your own. It is an absolutely safe technique that I researched, don't worry. "She thought that Yaoyan was afraid of losing his own memory, so she comforted him.

Yaken was silent, just when the god judge thought he had acquiesced and was about to stretch out his hand to perform the spell, Yaken stepped back a bit, and then fell on the ground, begging her with a humble attitude.

"Please... general... please don't do that." She couldn't see his face, and couldn't know the expression on his face, but it probably wasn't what she thought about being freed from the bondage she shouldn't have. easy?

She couldn't understand, so she was confused.

"Why?" she asked puzzled. "Why do you insist on holding on to that memory so much? My past has had a bad influence on you, hasn't it?"

Hearing her words, Yao Yan who was lying on the ground was stunned, and he thought quickly. "What the general said...was it something I insisted on treating you in Osaka Castle?"

The examiner let out a "hmm". "You know... about what happened after I was injured?" Although the interrogator asked in a questioning tone, she already had an answer in her heart.

"...Yes." Yao Yan answered her in a low voice.

How could he not know.

Among those dreams, he most often dreamed of such a scene.

In the dream, the god-inspector was wearing a white robe, lying dying on the ground, stained with blood, and covered with horrific scars—burns, bites, knife wounds, stab wounds, blast wounds, every time he saw The scars are different, only her dying, she has never been treated and cared for.He couldn't move, he could only stand there in pain, watching the wound on the judge's body heal at a speed visible to the naked eye, within a day, she would be able to recover from the brink of death, and then someone would come to carry her out, When I was sent back, my newly healed body was full of new wounds, and I returned to the state of dying again, and the cycle went on and on.

As long as he thinks of that lifeless judge, he can't help but tremble, and unstoppable sorrow will leak from his heart.So she never had the perception of receiving care after her injury, more precisely, not herself.

The feeling of being caressed from his head pulled Yakuken out of the quagmire of memories, he raised his head reflexively, and what he saw was the judge who bent his mouth in pity.

"It's not your responsibility to bear my past, Yaoyan." She said softly. "You shouldn't be bound by my past."

"Yakuken Toshiro has his own pure life, doesn't he?"

"If you keep carrying my past, you will become less and less like yourself." She pulled Yaoyan up, hugged him in her arms, and patted his back lightly with her hands, every move was so gentle Incredible. "I don't think that's fair to you, nor good."

Yao Yan, who had lowered his head, slowly raised his head, but the movement of the examiner froze for no other reason.

Yaken Toshiro cried.

Crystal tears welled up and fell from his eyes. He pursed his lips vigorously, his hands tightly clenched into fists hanging by his side, looking aggrieved and pitiful.

"...why are you crying?" the examiner murmured puzzledly, she let go of Yaoyan, and was about to get up to get a handkerchief for Yaoyan to wipe her face.

It's just that when she got up, she felt that her body was tightly bound, and it was Yaken who hugged her hard, like a drowning person grasping at the last straw desperately.

"General..." His voice could not be more obvious crying.

The judge sighed, sat down again, stroked Yaoken's back soothingly, and then spoke quietly. "Speak, I'll listen."

"I know that I, influenced by the general's past, have indeed become more and more attitudes towards the general, and I also understand that I have indeed deviated from the original 'Yakuken Fujishiro'..." The young man tried his best to suppress the gap between his words Choked up, trying to express his thoughts clearly. "But... I don't care about that."

He said so.

"From beginning to end, I just want to be the general's 'Yakuken Toshiro'."

Tears blurred his vision, so he couldn't see clearly that the compassionate smile finally faded from the judge's face, and he really showed a bewildered and troubled expression like a human being.

"I know, if the general really wants to do it... there's nothing I can do. But..." A short sob escaped from his throat, and he suppressed the unsteadiness in his voice, and then continued. "Please, General..."

"I don't want to turn back into that 'Yakuken Toshiro' who doesn't know anything about generals."

"He will definitely not take good care of the general like me..."

Yaoyan even divides himself into two people whether he has such a memory or not.

It's just that he begged for a long time, and the judge was still silent and didn't give him any reply.

He only felt that despair was wrapping his neck more and more tightly, and he could hang him immediately in the next second, but he hoped, yearned for that glimmer of hope.

The weeping face was held up by cold hands, and the fingers that were much cooler than his cheeks wiped away the teardrops on his face. He was finally able to see the face of the judge clearly. She didn't smile, but for some reason Make him feel more at ease.

"I promise you it will be."

She sighed, still moving softly.

"Obviously that would make you happier, but you insist on going on like this... I still don't understand you, Yaoyan."

Those dim purple pupils burst into an astonishing light all of a sudden, Yao Yan stared at the examiner, took a deep breath, and finally showed a happy smile on the face that still had tears.

"I am the happiest now, General."

"I will always protect the general."

The judge listened to his serious words and asked questions slowly.

"Even if you know that I exist like that, do you still want to protect me?" She was referring to her terrible self-healing power that can recover quickly no matter what injury she suffers.

"For me, the general is my general. No matter what kind of existence it is, I must protect it... This is my will."

But the judge still can't understand it.

For her, she was never protected in the past, and she was the one who protected others all the time, and she always believed that protecting others was her entrusted duty and the meaning of her own existence.She can protect the existing happiness of others, but never thinks that she can bring happiness to anyone.She has never owned anything, and she never thought that she would have her own existence.

Although she thought that way, she didn't intend to tell Yaoyan.

For now, let him smile like this.

As if remembering something, the interrogator suddenly asked a question. "Yaoyan, have you seen my face in your dream?"

Yaken was slightly taken aback, and quickly answered honestly.

"No, all the generals I saw wore a golden mask."

...Ah, that period.

The mind examiner probably had an idea, and could roughly judge what the pharmaceutical research institute saw.

She gently took Yaken's hand and put it on her mask, and when Yaken called her "General" in a panic, she spoke.

"So, do you want to take a look at it now?"

When Yao Yan was completely dumbfounded, she added another sentence.

"After all, you are my 'medicine research'."