About saving the beautiful girl to continue her life

Chapter 17 This white-haired girl has a feeling of deja vu
Time, 19:00.

Shinjuku, the city that never sleeps, is the busiest business district next to the red light district.

Every night, this area will be filled with the smell of perfume and money.

"Men, there are limits."

Shimizu Xun sat in a high-end brand clothing store with a large bag of goods beside him, looking at the neon lights on the street outside the window, thinking so.

"The three unsolved mysteries of women, the time it takes to take a shower, the extent to which makeup can be achieved, and the fact that you won't be tired after a day of shopping."

Inspector Shimizu let out a long sigh.

Going shopping for two hours and still maintaining the original speed made Shimizu Xun feel a little scared.

Shenshang Caiyin's bank card that seemed to never run out was put aside first. Having said that, she seemed to like being crowded in the crowd.

When buying things, I also choose stores with more customers.

This point, while she was in the fitting room, Shimizu Xun was thinking about whether to use it as a factor in her consideration.

【Currently, for the person named Caiyin Shenshang】

[The information I have is as follows]

【Gentleness, this seems to be consistent with her main personality, Himeori】

【Cute, there is no doubt about it】

[I like to join in the fun, but I am afraid of being alone, which can be seen from the shopping habits]

[For important 'things', such as Shimizu Xun who has a good impression of the heart, it will appear very selfish]

[Others, such as food preferences, clothing taste, etc., are similar to the main personality, there is no difference]

"Then, what's so special about her?"

Shimizu propped his chin, looked at the white legs one after another in front of him, lost in thought.

I really can't see anything.

In the past two days, Shimizu Xun took advantage of his free time and asked Mikami Yu to borrow some psychological materials for research.

Among them are mentioned in the classics about schizophrenia.

Generally, patients with dissociative personality disorder, their derived personality.

It may be a friend who was close to me but hurt me in the process of growing up.

It may also be a virtual character imagined by the main personality to protect his own safety.

It may even be elders such as their father and mother.

However, it doesn't matter who it is.

They are all characters that the protagonist expects to be by his side.

But there are exceptions to everything. Like Shenshang Jizhi, there are very few cases where the sub-personality and the main personality can conduct normal discussions and exchanges, and even cause disputes.

According to common sense, no matter how many personalities you have split.

What the other personalities say and do, unless they are captured by video equipment, the main character will have no idea at all and will have selective amnesia.

"My God, according to this, the situation of Shenshang Jizhi, could it be that the situation has deteriorated?"

"Or, she just has a developed brain?"

"Or, in fact, Shenshang Jizhi doesn't have a split personality, but she just suffers from some rare mental illness?"

Shimizu Xun felt that his brain was about to run out, so he thought about taking half a day off tomorrow to find Yu Mikami and figure out a solution.

When we were shopping just now, Shimizu Xun also tried to ask Caiyin what kind of past he had, but every time he was confused by her 'cuteness'.

And why does it take so long for her to try on clothes?

"Brother, can you let me go, you are blocking me from trying on shoes."

A head of bright white hair suddenly appeared in sight.

Shimizu Xun was startled, and retreated half a body on the sofa.

The sight gradually became clear, Shimizu Xun looked up.

I saw a smiling girl in kimono about his age, holding a pair of high heels, standing bent over in front of him.

Her eyes are big, watery, and seem to be full of wisdom.

Needless to say about her appearance, she is a first-class beauty.

Just putting on light makeup and taking a look at it can make people eat three big bowls of rice.

Tsk tsk, even in the developmental stage, that good figure makes people dream about it.

However, she should not be a student of Shimizu Patrol's school.

After all, at a young age, he has a head of pure white hair.

If this iconic feature is a student of his school, it will definitely cause a stir among many otaku.

"Oh good." Shimizu Xun couldn't keep staring at him, he said hesitantly, and was about to stand up.

"You don't have to stand up, I'll just squeeze next to you!"

The girl was also polite, and before Shimizu Xun could react, she sat down beside Shimizu Xun.

With a flick of white hair, it happened to land on Shimizu Xun's face.

Qing Shui Xun held his breath, but a fresh fragrance still rushed into his nose.

Originally, this small sofa was quite narrow, only big enough to accommodate two girls at most.

Coupled with that big bag of things, Shimizu Xun was squeezed and rolled his eyes in an instant.

As a result, half of the girl's body was sitting on Shimizu Xun's lap.

"I'll go, it's so heavy!" Shimizu Xun said with a look of disgust.

But he has no choice, it is impossible to push people away, and then stand up again.

The white-haired girl seemed to have heard Shimizu Xun's inner monologue.

The corners of her mouth twitched, she turned her head, stared at Qing Shui Xun with kind eyes, and turned her head again.

Shimizu Xun is honest now.

The white-haired girl took off her clogs and was about to put on high heels.

Shimizu patrolled her feet.

White and flawless, smooth and delicate.

Pink nail polish.

In addition, when she tried on the shoes, she kept leaning towards him.

Shimizu gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to suppress the wanton growth of some kind of demonic thing.

However, after several attempts, he still failed.

"What's the matter, little brother, you seem to dislike others, but your body is very honest!"

The girl's voice was not loud, and it happened to reach Shimizu Xun's ears.

"No, I haven't." Shimizu Xun rolled his eyes.

at the same time--

"Student Shimizu, what are you doing? Who is she?"

The figure of Caiyin on God suddenly appeared in front of Shimizu Xun and the white-haired girl.

She was still carrying a clothing bag in her hand, and she had obviously finished trying on clothes and bought them.

Her expression is harmless to humans and animals.

But the eyes, there seems to be something wrong.

Shimizu Xun was so frightened that he quickly stood up, and by the way pushed the girl's delicate body up.

"Oh—" the girl let out a soft sound.

It was about to fall flat to the ground.

Qing Shui patrolled his eyes and hands quickly, and rushed up to hug the white-haired girl again.

"Phew—he's saved. I said, little brother! What are you doing all of a sudden!"

"Student Shimizu, is she your friend? How about you chat? Shall I go first?"

The girl brushed back her white hair just past her shoulders, looked at Shimizu Xun's back, and took out a small photo from her kimono.

The person in the photo is Shimizu Xun.

If you look closely, you can see that he in the photo is playing chess.

The white-haired girl muttered to herself, "What, it's nothing special, this is the boy that grandpa recognized?"

Shimizu sneezed and frowned.

"Is it an illusion? How do I feel that the girl just now looks a bit like Mr. Fujiwara?"

(End of this chapter)