The Infinite Card System

The youth shook his head.

"Since it can be done"

"Why didn't you take my body?"

Mahiru wondered.

If the vampire in front of him is really strong enough to play with her spirit at will, why has he been at peace with her for so many years?

Even superfluous, sealing her memory every time they meet?

"Game, to me it's just a game,"

"Want tea?"

The young man smiled.

A wooden table, two chairs, and a pot of hot tea were condensed out of thin air in the white mist.

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"Anyway"

"I won't remember the memories of today, will I?"

Mahiru sat down, took a sip from his teacup.

The movements are so proficient that I am a little surprised in my heart, as if I have formed a habit for many years.

"Funny little girl, you reacted very quickly today,"

"But starting tonight, I don't intend to seal your memory anymore,"

"Instead, I will return your memory to you."

The white-haired youth squinted his eyes.

Looking at that face that is as beautiful as a fairy, Mahiru couldn't guess the other party's thoughts at all for a moment.

"I said that,"

"It's just a game."

The young man seemed to see through what Mahiru was thinking, and said calmly.

"What's your name?"

"Ajura Maru."

Silent all night.

When you wake up the next day.

Mahiru seemed more silent than before, and there was a hint of doubt on her small face.

From the age of five to ten, in countless nights, the vampire nobleman named Ajuramaru chatted with his former self every night.

It's like the same dream, that guy has cycled countless times.

Most of the conversations are surprisingly consistent, starting with her amnesia in doubt, and ending with tea and chat.

The content of the chat is varied, including what happened to her that day, discussions about her life experience, a dish yesterday, or the brand of shower gel at home

Is this really fun?

Anyway, she didn't think it was fun at all.

Especially with so many extra memories in my head overnight.

Even she felt like her head was about to explode at any moment.

"Good morning, little girl,"

"You look like you need a little help."

A white-haired youth appeared in the classroom and sat on her desk.

"?"

"Go back quickly!"

Mahiru's expression changed, and he said hastily.

No matter why this guy ran out, she absolutely didn't want her ghost to be discovered by others.

I don't even want my changes to be discovered by others.

"Mahiru?"

"Are you calling me?"

The girl in front turned her head, with some doubts on her face.

Seeing this, the little girl realized that the youth's body existed like a phantom, and only she seemed to be able to see it.

"No, nothing."

Mahiru smiled awkwardly.

The girl in front turned back, and the little girl continued to look at the ghost in her heart.

"Why are you here?"

"This is not the case in the records in the book or in the experiments."

Mahiru asked doubtfully, her voice lowered to the extreme.

The vampire was residing in her body, and it was already unacceptable for her to affect her spirit so easily.

Unexpectedly, this guy can still run outside?

"This is my special ability,"

"You also know that when you were born in this world, you were not an ordinary experimental product,"

"Mahiru, you are special."

The young man smiled gracefully.

I don't know where I got the red wine and the wine glass, enjoying it alone.

"Okay, Ajuramaru,"

"Thanks to you, Miss Ben's head is about to burst,"

"If there is a way to deal with it, please let me calm down. If this state continues, I will not be able to participate in the experiment today."

Mahiru whispered.

"of course."

The phantom of the young man came over and patted the little girl's head with his hands.

Although the phantom just doesn't have the real feeling of touch, Mahiru feels much better.

If I had to describe it, it would probably mean that the messy room was cleaned up and organized in an instant.

"Ajura Maru,"

"I really doubt that you are a vampire."

Mahiru sighed comfortably, and turned his gaze back to the phantom in front of him.

Despite the signs and appearance, there is no doubt about the identity and race of this handsome man, but Mahiru always has a feeling of inexplicability.

"If I wasn't a vampire, there probably wouldn't be any creature in the world that counts as a vampire."

The young man shrugged.

He drank red wine on his own, and suddenly sat on the window of the classroom again.

Even though it was a phantom, the long white hair would still be lifted by the breeze, which made Mahiru feel very strange in his heart.

"Little girl, why do you like to wear purple lace underwear?"

the young man asked suddenly.

He is obviously a beautiful noble boy, but he speaks like a hooligan.

Mahiru couldn't help turning dark, and felt for the first time the urge to kill a certain creature in this world.

This bastard, Ashuramaru, he really knows too much, enough to kill him ten thousand times without guilt.

Then again, does she really feel guilty about anything?

It doesn't seem to be.

Even if it is an innocent person, as long as she has a certain reason, she can kill ten thousand times without blinking an eye.

There is no why.

Because, this is Hiiragi Mahiru.

Because, there is no emotion.

"I'm going to do an experiment,"

"Ajuramaru, can I trouble you not to influence me?"

"It's best to go back and rest."

Knowing that he has nothing to do with the ghost in his body, Mahiru also softened his tone a little.

all in all.

There's no need to provoke this guy until there's a way to get rid of the ghost.

"Miss Mahiru,"

"Your breasts are starting to grow, remember to buy a bra,"

"By the way, purple really suits you."

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