Personality is to like [Comprehensive]

I didn't know that I had hurt Soi Ying, a fragile young girl... Anyway, what kind of heart, Yayoi Aoki packed up her things and left with her schoolbag on her back. figure.

"Ah, I saw Ying Ji came to pick me up, Jiu Xiaosheng, Hong Jun, bye-"

She nimbly avoided Bakugo Katsuki's hand that came to snatch someone, and sneaked behind the cherry blossom demon with lightning speed, only dared to show half of her head guiltyly, and stretched out her paws again.

"Ming, see you tomorrow?"

Under the silent gaze of the Sakura Demon, the three of them naturally couldn't hold another four sessions of interrogation.

"Well, Yayoi also needs to rest well tonight. Thank you for your hard work." Izuku Midoriya was the first to respond with a smile, "See you tomorrow."

Hong Jiaodong also nodded slightly, while Bakugo Katsuki stared at Yayoi Aoki for a while, then only snorted coldly, turned his head and left.

Aoki Yayoi took the hand of Sakura Demon Weiliang, and slowly swayed home all the way.

After dinner, the blood-like setting sun finally descended, the sky was stained with a thick dark color, the moon was rising, the stars were twinkling, and the neon colors of the city were intertwined to form a corner of the night.

The cherry blossom demon cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks, and then served Yayoi Aoki a modified tea, her beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, looking uneasy, embarrassed, and helpless.

"Ji Jun... Even if you want to overcome your fear, you don't necessarily have to use that method. If you really have to, at least let the concubine accompany you?"

Aoki Yayoi shook his head.

"It's okay, Sakura Ji. It's just one night. After you pass, remember to inform everyone, even if you feel my call, you must not respond... Well, and, don't tell Yaodao Ji, what happened later here. "

She thought about it, smiled again, and pointed at the blooming cherry trees outside the window, comforting her.

"With Sakura Hime's barrier guarding it, nothing will happen. I'll just give it a try. If it doesn't work, I'll think of another way. Don't worry, Sakura Hime?"

"How can I not worry about you as a concubine... Ji Jun."

Sakura Demon sighed, got up gracefully from the kneeling posture, and bowed softly to Yayoi Aoki.

"But since this is your judgment, Ying Ji must obey. I wish Ji Jun all wishes come true. Good night."

The elegant monster woman turned into a group of gorgeous cherry blossom petals at the moment the voice fell, drifting away with the wind.

In the big and spacious house, Yayoi Aoki was the only one left, and it seemed that a very important part had been lost in an instant, making people feel inexplicably empty.

Yayoi Aoki tightly held the teacup, lowered her eyes.

The weapons on the shoulders shone brightly, and they split into groups of butterflies again, scattered in the room in groups of three or four, those who closed the windows closed the windows, and those who drew the curtains drew the curtains.

Soon, the brightly lit house gradually dimmed, leaving only the only one in the living room facing Yayoi Aoki still on.

The butterflies gradually became one again, and Yayoi Aoki put the wide-open weapon case in her palm, and Shining flew around her twice before reluctantly turning into the original state of the flame of death and returning to the weapon case.

Yayoi Aoki took off the ring bracelet on his wrist, and together with the box weapon that turned back into a dead object, stepped on the stool and placed it on top of the refrigerator, which was hard to reach.

Finally, there is the king's treasury.

With golden ripples rippling behind him, Yayoi Aoki pawed and pulled out the lock of the sky, and then used spiritual power to make a lock, unilaterally, temporarily closing the door of the treasure house of the king to himself.

"[Enkidu]."

In the dark, the faint silver radiance emitted by the sky lock is particularly obvious.Holding the chain in her arms, she whispered coquettishly to the gentle but warlike strongest weapon of the Age of Gods.

"I'll leave it to you later... Lock me up until dawn."

"If I accidentally go berserk and trigger the King's Treasure, or if there are shikigami coming here, you are still responsible for stopping them, and you can't let them be dominated by me and hurt others."

"It seems a bit difficult, but I believe that Xiao En can definitely do it-Xiao En is the best! Even that big bastard Jill can't be calmed down. I'm not so bad, it must be fine!"

Pressing against the sky lock with her side face, Yayoi Aoki curled up on the sofa, surrounded by a small blanket with a cherry blossom pattern, as if feeling cold, she wrapped herself up tightly.

She stretched out her hand, hanging over the light switch on the coffee table, trembling slightly, hesitating.

When Dr. Shamar diagnosed and treated Yayoi Aoki, he proposed two treatment options.

The first, the quickest and sharpest, is hypnotherapy.

He has a special ability, which can safely and painlessly erase Yayoi Aoki's memory, and directly discard those nightmares that she has revisited over and over again but is difficult to get rid of. Naturally, there will be a new starting point.

Shamar personally highly recommends this solution.

After all, in his view, after such a young child has experienced the "disaster" that made her react like this, if he still wants her to be an ordinary person without shadow, starting over is the most enjoyable way.

In addition, Pengo Lie's Judaimu escorted him on the voyage. May I ask Yayoi Aoki's future, is there any reason not to be bright and happy?

However, this proposal was sternly rejected by Sawada Tsunayoshi and Aoki Yayoi at the same time.

Dr. Shamar ruffled his hair and lazily complained before proposing a second "exposure therapy."

That is, in a safe and controllable process, he will ask Yayoi Aoki to recount the traumatic process over and over until he no longer has the fear of memories.The goal is to teach the patient to face and manage the fear.

Yayoi Aoki agreed, with only one request.

——She didn't want to repeat it verbally, she would rather accept hypnosis and relive the past directly in her mind.

And, Shamar's absolute secrecy.

Shamar agreed.

But the treatment didn't go well.

After another hypnosis ended, Shamar pinched the bridge of his nose and decided to have a serious talk with the little girl who was so frightened that she was dripping with cold sweat.

"I said, little moon, you don't...don't want to 'let go' at all, do you?"

Yayoi Aoki raised his head, and looked straight at Shamar with dark, moist eyes. There was no accident, but he was so focused as if there was only one person in the world, so he blocked his eyes unbearably.

"Don't look at me like that, little moon, brother, I won't do anything to minors—to get back to the point."

Shamar's fingertips moved slightly, and the ballpoint pen danced back and forth between his beautiful and slender fingers, shining white under the light.

"Instead of using hypnosis to relive the past and learn to overcome it, Little Moon, your performance seems to me to be more like deepening the impression repeatedly? Not only do you not want to forget, you are even afraid that you will forget."

"Are you deliberately indulging 'fear'?"

Yayoi Aoki, who was not talkative at that time, finally spoke.

"...I-I have a very poor memory. If I don't, I will forget-remember."

She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and admitted obediently.

"I'm sorry. I lied to you. Please forgive me."

What else could Shamar say to the little moon?

Shamar had nothing to say.

He made a "stop" gesture.

"OK——OK. Cute girls are always attractive, brother forgive you, little moon. But, as someone who has experienced it, I'd like to warn you a little bit."

Shamar's right elbow rests on the table, his wrist is buckled inward, his face is pressed against the back of his hand, his eyes seem to be looking at you, or at something far away.

"The past is the past. No matter how reluctant or painful it is, it will not change any results. Guys who indulge in this kind of thing often don't end well in the end."

"Well. Although I am not qualified to say such things."

He backhanded the ballpoint pen into his pocket, got up and left, and waved his back to Yayoi Aoki.

"Today's treatment is like this. Little Moon also remembers to be in moderation. If he acts recklessly based on petting, even if the silly father is not angry, the smart people around him will act like monsters."

"May you have a beautiful night... no, I wish you a nightmare, my lady."

Since that day, Yayoi Aoki refused to continue treatment with Dr. Shamar, but she also showed that she was more actively involved in life and avoided the tragedy of Trident's discredit.

Because there were always people by my side in the past, at first it was monsters, then Vongola, and later, Midoriya Izuku and Bakugo Katsuki would also notice such small details, Yayoi Aoki would fall into fear at most, but would not runaway.

But this time the battle with All Might made her realize that it would not work to continue like this.

If it's just her own problem, it's fine; but if she doesn't overcome her "fear of the dark", she who already has power will become a murderer who hurts others.

【It's okay, she doesn't have to worry about "forgetting" anymore...】

【So, it's okay, right? 】

Yayoi Aoki gritted her teeth and pressed down hard——

The only light in the living room also disappeared.

The lock of the sky is like a silver snake, and it explodes quickly!Wrap Yayoi Aoki and her quilt tightly together, making her unable to move.

At the same time, Yayoi Aoki's screams also sounded.

Those fragmented and grotesque memories emerged one after another like a revolving lantern, awakening the sleeping monster deep in my heart, and letting it show its fangs and claws unscrupulously.

She habitually wants to curl up, looking forward to the appearance and comfort of others, but Shikigami is rejected by her, and the king's treasure house is blocked by her personally, and Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo will not come to the door suddenly in such a late night visit.

The original fear was just a small seed, but under Yayoi Aoki's deliberate watering, unconsciously, it has become a towering tree deeply rooted in the heart, which is hard to shake.

But what Yayoi Aoki wants to do now is to uproot it.

Even blood. Flesh. Fuzzy. Blurred.

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No one will come if you call anyone's name, and it will be useless to pray for any charity. Only darkness and the chains of heaven that suppress everything are the unchanging and iron reality.

Yayoi Aoki's cold sweat soaked her clothes, and her voice became hoarse.

Exhausted, she no longer struggled, but fell down on the sofa, gasping for breath, staring wide-eyed, looking at the front where she couldn't see her fingers.

But suddenly, a light appeared in the darkness.

The screen of the mobile phone that was casually placed on the coffee table lit up, jingling and jingling, indicating that someone had called.

Yayoi Aoki stared at the screen almost greedily, the precious light brought her consciousness back slightly.

She subconsciously followed and read the words on the screen.

"...Hanging...jun?"

So he turned on the phone of the voice recognition assistant, and got connected without regretting or thinking about it.