[Comprehensive] Give me amnesia!

The lady in kimono approached quickly. She didn't apply makeup or paint her eyebrows, and her demeanor was as fresh as tea, which made people feel friendly.

If you don't know her well, I'm afraid it's easy to be deceived by this crazy woman.

Erika curled her lips, nodded politely at her, and fixedly looked at Satomi Aihara's "relic", suddenly feeling this sense of fate.

What do you think.

She shook her head in a self-deprecating manner, listened to Mrs. Aihara's self-introduction, coped with it, and led her upstairs.

After all, it's not when I was a child, I can't do things like kicking guests out of the house casually, Erika thought to herself.Stepping on the old floor, he pushed open the sliding door of the Japanese room, and invited Mrs. Aihara to sit down.

The moment the door closed, the lady sitting on the seat spoke:

"Sudden visit, you must be very confused."

"It's just a junior, it's inconvenient to be called respectfully." Erika closed the door, and replied in a casual tone, "It's almost night, Madam wears less clothes, it's better to finish the lecture earlier and go back sooner."

"...Are you trying to drive me away, Ms. Namba?"

"You don't want to go?" Erika sighed, knelt down slowly, and looked at her with her head propped up: "I'm the suspect who killed your daughter. Is it really okay to take it lightly?"

There was no short distance between the two of them. In the empty room, there was no way to focus their eyes, and they could only stare at each other to relieve boredom.Under the dim light, Mrs. Aihara's brown eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and there was sadness like a tulle.

"Satomi has left. To me, the truth is not important." Mrs. Aihara smiled softly, "What's more, Miss Namba, who can be liked by Satomi so much, must be a gentle and good child."

"yes."

"Well, it must be so."

"It sounds like it's true, huh?"

The smile remained the same, the tone of the voice remained the same, perfect without any flaws.

This is also the biggest flaw.

Erika rolled her eyes boredly, and took the box on the side and put it in front of her, and opened it without hesitation without asking Mrs. Aihara's opinion.

The suitcase is an ordinary suitcase, but it is not filled with ordinary clothes.

The first thing she saw was a thick stack of carefully bundled drawing paper. Erika did not choose to unfold it, but put it at hand, and then took out the box.

She quickly found what she was looking for.

After peeling off the moisture-proof paper one by one, a black leather notebook that is so familiar as to make people vomit emerges in front of them.

"It's also thanks to you for keeping it so well, does Mr. Aihara know?"

Erika said, her voice full of mockery,

"It's really admirable to wear such a big green hat for so many years and refuse to take it off."

"...What are you talking about?" Mrs. Aihara said in a timid voice, "I don't quite understand."

——I don’t quite understand.

The person in front of me said so.

As always, she wore that poetic fantasy smile, just like that day - the slim young woman, holding the young Satomi Aihara, announced the death of the man with an inexplicable identity.

That was the first time Mom cried, crying over the news of the death, crying over the betrayal.The lovely and gentle face was distorted by sadness and hatred, no matter how Erika hugged her and comforted her, she couldn't stop her from crying.

The young Erika could only hug her mother helplessly, and hated Mrs. Aihara who broke her peaceful life—and Satomi Aihara, who was also young and innocent.

Satomi Aihara made a mistake.

The "first encounter" she identified was not the real first encounter.

The long-overdue hero she thought was actually a sinner who cursed innocent people to hell and then repented at the last moment.

Hiding aside, watching Satomi Aihara fleeing from panic to nowhere, admiring her fear and uneasiness, and feeling happy because of it.It wasn't until she was desperate that she remembered the blood that connected the two of them, and reluctantly rescued them.

——This is the truth about Erika Namba.

A villain who is selfish, vicious, narrow-minded, and will not feel sad even if he sees his own sister die.

The bad guy never forgets who made his mother cry and decides to be bad to the end.

"Do you need me to help you speak out—I heard all the whispers in your heart?"

Erika flipped the pages of the book roughly, but it was blank, and there was no content she thought.

But she didn't care, and she didn't really want to know what that man wanted to write when he was alive.

Trash is rubbish, no matter how many excuses you give him, it's still rubbish.

Erika put down her notebook, and looked up at Mrs. Aihara again. Satomi Aihara's appearance was almost completely inherited from her, but compared to the bright beauty of the mindless young lady, Mrs. Aihara had a completely different temperament.

Covering her mouth with her sleeves, revealing her arched eyebrows, a lady as beautiful as the moonlight.

So, what is this moonlight-like woman thinking about writing now?

Vicious, vulgar, vulgar and unbearable curses.

From that man, to Erika, to her dead daughter.

All beings with the blood of the Namba family are cursed by Mrs. Aihara.

——What kind of person betrays by abusing himself when love is hopeless?

——What kind of person can make extreme happiness and pain appear at the same time?

That is the snake between the farmer and the snake, born with vicious blood, a wicked woman who loves to hate, and lives by destruction.

A young man with pale skin and hair, a thin figure, and downcast eyes reading a book.

Just looking at these descriptions, one would think that the other party is a sickly literary youth, right?

Tohsaka Rin calmly looked at the white-haired boy lying on his side on the tatami. Under the calm appearance of the other party, there was a dangerous bloody smell lurking that made her shudder.Just like a newly domesticated wild wolf, even the dog chain has not been fastened, and it may lose control and attack at any time.

——especially in the absence of the "master".

Rin Tohsaka glanced at the upstairs, where it was very quiet, and there was no sound at all.The Namba house looks old, but the sound insulation is surprisingly good.

Except for the initial glance, the boy never raised his head again, with a tired look that he was too lazy to communicate with the outside world, which made Tohsaka Rin's plan to explore his mouth tied.

She stroked her chin, thinking about the information she had investigated in the admonishment center library.

There is very little information about Namba Erika, her father and mother know nothing except their names, only the part related to her daughter is perfunctorily added, as if being forcibly erased by some force, but because of difficulty Nami Erika's existence had to be minimally acknowledged.

Another name appears more frequently in her biography than her parents.

One way.

The names of these two men were inseparable until Namba Erika was ten years old.After the age of ten, the relationship gradually weakened. She left Academy City for unknown reasons, returned at the age of 13, and left again at the age of 15, until now.

Tohsaka Rin glanced at the scarlet eyes of the white-haired boy, and had a guess in his heart.

——It’s good to be a childhood sweetheart.

——He even came to help her fight the Holy Grail War.

——Ah, the lonely family is so envious.

Tohsaka Rin thought about things, but the embarrassment of being ignored was lessened.

The only thing in the room was the whispering of Merlin and the blond heroic spirit.And just at this moment, a loud bang upstairs suddenly broke the silence, Tohsaka Rin was about to get up, but the white-haired boy who looked drowsy jumped up faster than her, and quickly ran upstairs.

Rin Tohsaka was taken aback, followed his pace, and quickly ran up the stairs, standing in front of the sliding door that was forcefully opened, looking in over Accelerator's shoulder.

"Ms. Aihara?!"

The lady in the kimono had a ferocious expression at the moment, pinching the black-haired girl's neck, the veins on the back of her hand burst out, like a crazy female beast that lost its cub.

——Is it because of Satomi Aihara?

Rin Tohsaka's heart tightened, and the magic on her forearm was ready to go. Before she could act, Mrs. Aihara seemed to be wrapped in an invisible air current, and hit the wall flatly, her body fell powerlessly. However, those brown eyes His eyes were still viciously glued to the girl's body.

Namba Erika left obvious fingerprints on her fair neck, but what was more eye-catching was her protruding white hair.

——Before, it was still pure black?

Under Tohsaka Rin's bewildered gaze, the black-haired girl staggered upright with Accelerator's support.

A voice so indifferent that it freezes the air resounded in the dead room:

"You are not allowed to mention her name."

"For Satomi Aihara's sake, this is the last warning."