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After eating breakfast, Natsuki didn't taste it at all.

He had been thinking about the letter of cloth and what Akemi Miyano had said.

After stringing everything together, he probably knew what was going on.

——I have seen Shiho since I was a child. And I liked Shiho when I was a child.

- The content of the painting is related to Shiho, but the painting was given to Shiho by him.

——I know that I have lost my memory, and Shiho may also have something to do with it.

As soon as he sorted it out, Natsuki noticed a problem.

When he saw Shiho, he couldn't speak.

When I saw the cloth painting, it was almost ten years ago, based on time.

An infant child can actually remember? And remembered ten years ago?

It doesn't seem like a normal child at all.

Unless...

At that time, I had already crossed over!

Natsuki was shocked by the thoughts in his mind, and more speculations followed.

——The time I traveled through was when I was born in this world. But for some reason, the memory of the past life is lost. ...

Then he met Belmod as a child, and then he saw Cloth Yarn and others....

The subconscious mind knows that the self with memory problems paves a lot for the future....

If nothing else, when you grow up, your memory is forgotten, and with the means of comics, you are enough to support yourself.

And after joining the organization. With Belmode's care, I can spend the rest of my life well....

At this time, the appearance of Goldfinger made everything change.

The memories of his previous life were remembered by him, and the foreshadowing left by that year did not happen as expected.

This is Natsuki's bold guess based on current clues and his own personality.

Many questions remain to be examined.

For example: the reason for his amnesia.

Since childhood, he bluntly said that he liked Shiho's self, and said that to Sayuri-sensei... Is it because of the other party's father, in the position of the police?

A series of questions appeared in his mind and were suppressed by Natsuki.

There is also a pressing issue right now.

The meal is finished. Shiho hasn't gotten up yet!

Natsuki didn't know for a moment whether he should stand up and wash the dishes.

The current atmosphere is too silent, and the chaotic mind can't think of a way to break the atmosphere.

"Okay, Shiho, it's time for you to go."

In the end, it was Akemi Miyano who stood up and broke the awkward atmosphere.

The small body tied a wide apron and brought all the dishes and chopsticks to the kitchen.

"Let's go."

Shiho Miyano stood up

, "Where to?"

Natsuki looked up in surprise.

"Last time, the doctor was the first to see that you are sick, even if he has no solution, maybe we can let him give it a try."

Miyano Shiho's expression returned to normal, but his eyes never fell on Natsuki, just staring forward faintly.

"He said nonsense, I'm not sick."

Natsuki shook his head.

Natsuki syndrome or something, how is it possible.

And the fact that he lost his memory may have nothing to do with medicine.

And it had something to do with the guy in his dream.

It's just that Natsuki can't remember anything about the dream at all, as if it was shrouded in a layer of fog and hazy.

"Go try it, we'll talk about the rest later."

"Why, are you still struggling with what my sister said?"

Shiho Miyano turned around and glanced at Natsuki faintly.

When she first heard this, she looked stunned, but now she has recovered.

After all, when studying in the United States, she had heard a lot of such words in that country that claimed to be free and open.

One speaks better than the other.

Shiho Miyano has always sneered at those people.

"Well, not really."

Natsuki shook his head.

He wasn't embarrassed that he liked Shiho as a child.

It's that he liked Shiho when he was a child, but he can't remember it at all now.

It's like holding up to something that others have thrown at you and you haven't done at all.

Do you like Shiho now?

Natsuki glanced at the girl with short brown hair beside him, and met the other party's ice-blue eyes.

Then he looked out the door.

The first page of the sword spectrum: There is no woman in the heart, and the natural god who draws the sword.

"Let's go."

Natsuki walked out the door with his head held high.

Gazing at Natsuki's back.

A light smile suddenly bloomed on Miyano Shiho's face, and he slowly followed.

Like, grow up, wife.

Only people like Natsuki would say such things at an early age.

......

Natsuki and Shiho Miyano went out the door.

He was preparing to go to Dr. Zhu's house.

As a result, Natsuki saw a sneaky figure outside the door.

It was a dark boy with dark skin and an oky face.

"Osaka Black Chicken!"

Natsuki blurted out.

To his surprise, after hearing his words, the other party also turned around.

Hattori Heiji saw Natsuki at a glance.

A complicated look was written on his face.

Who am I and where am I?

Why should I turn back?

Is it still too late to turn around?

"Heiji?"

Kazuha, who was next to Hattori Heiji, looked back at him with some surprise.

"Ahem, isn't this the famous detective of Osaka, coming from afar, sneaking around at my doorstep, what is the price?"

Natsuki also realized his gaffe and cleared his throat and said.

"Ahem, you're the up-and-coming detective Natsuki after Kudo, I'm not sneaky."

"This time I came to visit specifically and saw that you were eating at home, so I didn't ring the doorbell to disturb me."

Hattori Heiji sorted out his expression and said the reason for coming on this trip.

"Visit?"

Natsuki was a little surprised.

Visit yourself to do something.

Doesn't it mean that people walking on the path of detective do not need to deliberately get acquainted, because one day they will be reunited at the next intersection?

Although Kudo said this, Hattori Heiji should have thought the same way.

"That might disappoint you, and I'm getting ready to go out." Only next time.

Natsuki had an apologetic look on his face.

He had already promised Shiho to see the Doctor Zhu Fox.

Hattori Heiji had such an expression on his face, and when he saw Natsuki take out the key, he knew that Natsuki was going out.

"It's okay, can you take us with you if it's convenient?"

"It can be..."

Natsuki mused, "However, I didn't go out for the case this time.

Natsuki thought that Heiji wanted to have a reasoning duel with him like Kudo, so he explained.

Hattori nodded, indicating that he understood.

"It's okay, just when we don't exist."

If it's dark, it really can't be when you're not there.

Xia Mu complained in his heart, seeing this, he could only agree to bring the other party.

"Then get in the car."

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emotional drama, I will always hurt.

A lot of things written clearly don't have that flavor.

If only a girl fell in love with me, let me remember what it was like to be in love.

Happy Lantern Festival!