My Daily Life with Gosara Ayase/my Sister Can't Be Ayase's Little Angel

After a while, the girl walked in.

A bowl of slightly steaming porridge, a spoon and a bowl of curry udon sit on a wooden plate.

Seeing that the boy was still lying down, he put warm food on the tatami in front of the bed.

The girl knelt on the edge of the bed and shook him gently: "Get up and sit on the bed and eat."

no respond.Called again and still no response.

The girl tried to turn him over, seeing his painful face, frowning brows, and sweat dripping from his forehead.

She was suddenly very nervous. She was fine just now. What happened?

When I touched his head in front, the fever had subsided, and I saw him open his eyes.

Although Du Zhejun passed out, strangely, his consciousness was still awake, but he couldn't move.

Du Zhejun looked at these memory fragments, although he was a little dazed, there was a sense of enlightenment in his heart for no reason.

It's fighting over body control, attacking him.

Without much consideration, under constant impact.

Du Zhejun, who didn't know what to do, had to desperately recall his memories, who is he?

Slowly, slowly, the memories that do not belong to me gradually disappear and no longer appear, leaving only my own memory and a figure.

That figure looked like a girl.

The light blue sailor's suit, the hair around his ears, his face is soft, and a smile is hidden in the corner of his mouth. He is looking at him with endless tenderness in the corners of his eyes.

"This is my sister, take good care of her."

Instinctively, he was full of love for that figure.

However, this is definitely not his own idea.

Du Zhejun, whose pain gradually eased, finally had the strength to think.

It looks like I won.This figure should be the biggest obsession of the original owner, right?Du Zhejun thought to himself.

Am I not crazy?

me, me, me

The figure suddenly changed.

Only the side face can be seen, but the hair around his ears is still lightly fluttered, and he looks into the distance.

However, there is no smile, there is sadness, hope and hesitation in the beautiful eyes.

If it's Ayase, I'll take good care of it without you telling me.

However, considering the wishes of the deceased

Du Zhejun restrained his thoughts and said seriously:

"If it's Ayase, leave it to me, I will definitely take good care of her, make her happy, and won't let her cry.

Uncle, don't worry. "

The tone was flat, but it revealed incomparable firmness.

It seems that the original owner heard this.

It seems that he also got a part of Du Zhejun's memory.

It seemed that he knew he couldn't exist anymore.

It seems that he thinks Du Zhejun can do it.

That figure gradually turned into fragments of light and merged into Du Zhejun's mind.

The memory of the original owner slowly appeared, and Du Zhejun was startled, thinking he was attacked again.

However, these memories have no impact, they just appear slowly.

It is like the spring breeze and the rain, moistening things silently.

It was only at this moment that Du Zhejun understood that this was entrusted to him by the original owner, and with endless nostalgia, it dissipated.

Then, he completely lost consciousness, only the sound of steady breathing could be heard.

But what he didn't know was that the fainting this time was of great benefit to him.

The soul power generated by the human body is limited, and the original owner voluntarily gave it, so that most of the soul power is retained.

The stronger the soul power, the faster the thinking, the greater the potential, and the longer the lifespan.

Moreover, if it wasn't for the gift of the original owner, he would not have the language knowledge of this world, and there would be many problems in the future.

Of course, the biggest trouble is that after the soul is impacted, he will probably become a little fool.

Du Zhejun fell asleep and slowly accepted this gift subconsciously.

Only a pair of worried and worried eyes kept looking at him.

Chapter 4 Hell Mode