[Comprehensive] Surrounded by beautiful men

So Sawada told me about me.

I sat there with my arms folded and watched calmly.

On the contrary, it was the silver-haired guy named Hayato Kikuji who had an uneasy expression at first, stood up abruptly, and pointed at me in surprise, "You actually lost your memory?"

Yamamoto tugged at him, "Well, Yuji, calm down."

Ji Ji threw him away, "Why are you so calm at a time like this, baseball idiot! This woman has completely forgotten us!"

I saw the same thing as the two of them, and Yamamoto's eyes collided. This Mr. Shuang Lang bent his eyes and smiled at me, and then introduced himself casually, "Truth, then let me introduce myself, my name is Yamamoto Takeshi , you can call me Awu."

I nodded, "Oh, Yamamoto."

Yamamoto stroked his hair, "Hahaha, the truth is really the same as before."

I raised my eyebrows, "So you really know me?"

Sawada looked at me, "Yeah...we have experienced many things together." His brown pupils stared at me, "The incident of Obsidian Middle School, the battle for the ring, and the defeat of Bailan ten years later, the trial of the first generation , you don't even have the slightest impression?"

I stretched out my hand to interrupt him, feeling as if I heard a great word, "Please wait a moment."

I knocked on the table, "What did you just say, go ten years later?"

Sawada nodded, carefully observing my expression, "That's right... with Lanbo's ten-year-old bazooka."

Prison Temple looked very bad, "Hey, don't you even forget the rocket launcher ten years from now?"

I glanced at him, "Should I remember?"

Prison Temple became angry again, "You woman...!"

Yamamoto pressed his shoulder.

I can't be bothered to talk to him.

This man is so angry.

However, what Tsunayoshi Sawada said was true, and his expression was so sincere, but...

Sorry, I still can't understand that a, normal, human being, can travel through time.Ten years later, although the bazooka can be understood by its name, I still can't understand it.

If the world's technology could advance to break through time and space, the world would have exploded long ago, okay?

Although it is said that there are three women in one drama, but now I feel that the three men are also quarreling to death.Especially the one with the silver fur.

I got a headache from the noise, and my complexion became bad.

So I patted down the table and pointed at the prison temple, "You, either shut up or go out, here are two people, Sawada and Yamamoto, to give me science."

The three of them were taken aback at the same time, then Sawada and Yamamoto subconsciously looked at Yuji.

Prison Temple didn't react at first, then he opened his eyes, "What did you say?!"

I sat on Sawada's bed, took off my shoes, held them in my hands, and stared at him with an unfriendly expression, "I said, you are too noisy."

Prison Temple touched his body and took out the explosives, "You woman really has amnesia and is still so irritating!"

Sawada hurriedly stopped him, "Calm down, Prisoner! Now that Truth has lost her memory, that's why she..."

Yamamoto also stood in front of me, then turned to me and said, "Hahaha, Gokuji is just too excited."

I put on my shoes, cleared my mind, and asked, "So, the three of us know each other, and then we experienced some unbelievable things together, so we can be regarded as...partners?"

The prison temple snorted and sat down.

Yamamoto looked at me seriously, "It's not 'is', but 'is a partner'."

I nodded indifferently, and then talked about my own situation, "I don't have amnesia, I know about Aunt Nana, her husband's name is Iemitsu Sawada, and everything about myself from childhood to adulthood, but there is nothing about it. Your memory."

I paused, "To be honest, there are two people who said they knew me today, the same situation as yours, but I don't have the memory of knowing them."

Sawada looked a little at a loss, "What, what should I do... It would be great if Ribaun was here."

Prison Temple hurriedly said: "Judaime, don't worry! I will definitely help you restore this woman's memory."

I got up and walked to the door, ready to open the door, and then gave Guiji Hayato a kick by the way, "It's annoying to always be 'this woman, this woman', call me someone's name, understand?"

Prison Temple didn't notice for a while, he was kicked by me, his face immediately became stinky, "You bastard...!"

Sawada hurriedly stopped him, and Yamamoto added fuel to the fire and laughed, "Hahaha, no matter what, the truth and the prison temple have a very good relationship."

The corner of my mouth twitched, and I looked at Mr. Shuang Lang complicatedly, opened the door and walked out.

Nana has already prepared the meal, "Ah, truth sauce, come and eat, ah yes, please call Gang-jun for me."

Facing Aunt Nana's naturally gentle smile, I nodded and said, "Hey, upstairs, come down to eat."

In less than a moment, the three of them walked down.

Yamamoto and Gokuji greeted Nana very politely.

I sat in the usual place and ate, and then watched the prison temple kept adding food to Sawada, and then Sawada was a little helpless to dissuade him.

Weird way of getting along.

Noticing my gaze, Sawada asked, "What's the matter, Truth?" His expression seemed to be so soft all the time, as if he had no temper.

I look away.I think, if I continue to watch it, I will not be able to help bullying him.

I quickly finished my meal, put the bowl in the kitchen, and greeted Nana, "Aunt Nana, I'm going to take a shower."

Nana responded softly, "Okay, Truth Sauce."

Seeing that I was about to go up, Prison Temple stopped me with an uncomfortable expression, "Hello...!"

I glanced at him, stopped, raised my chin slightly, "Say."

He coughed and looked away, "You...you can call me if you need anything."

I gave him a strange look, this man, is he embarrassed?

Yamamoto also interjected with a smile, "That's right, you can call me at any time if you encounter any problems. Of course, Agang is closer, so it doesn't matter to call Agang directly."

Sawada also looked at me with bright eyes.

I stand where I am.

Scratched his arm.

So...why do I feel like I'm in a zoo?

A silver-haired and arrogant cat, a black-haired gentle and wise dog, and a brown soft and bully rabbit.

I gave them a final nod in response, then turned and went upstairs.

Soaking in the bathtub, I sighed comfortably.

Pulling my hair aside, I crossed my legs and soaked in the bath, recalling what happened today.

Ryota Kise, Tetsuya Kuroko, Tsunayoshi Sawada, Hayato Gokudera, Takeshi Yamamoto.

If there is only one person, then I can probably say that it is someone else's problem, but now there are so many people I don't know who suddenly appear, is it really my memory problem?

But it shouldn't be, I really think I'm fine.

I can talk about my memories from childhood to adulthood, including how I came to Nana's house, lived in her house, and Nana was as close as a mother and daughter.

Just as I was thinking about it, the phone rang.

I picked it up.

"Hello, Ruoyue-san." The boyish voice was light.familiar.

I took it away and looked at the caller ID, and it was indeed the sunspot I saw today.

So I said "um", "Hello, Mr. Heizi."

There was a pause over there, and then asked, "Are... are you in the bathroom, Wakazuki-san."

Me: "Yeah, I'm taking a bath."

Then the next moment, the phone hung up.

I looked at my phone with a puzzled look on my face.

Then I received a message from Heizi on social software.

[Heizi Tetsuya: I'm very sorry for calling at this time. 】

Oh, this thing.

Although it can be seen from the address that he is a polite person, he did not expect to be so polite.

To be honest, I still prefer Kuroko and Sawada to people like Kise who are familiar and enthusiastic, and Yamamoto who looks natural and candid but can see everything thoroughly.

The prison temple is also fine, as long as you don't move around, you can make noise.

easy to deal with.

So I called back and when I got through I said, "It's okay, what can you do for me?"

A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "It's about today's matter." He paused, "Student Wakazuki, don't you still think of me and Kise-kun?"

"I didn't think about it." I replied, "But, I probably know that you are not lying to me." I briefly talked about Shimo Sawada.

"And I'll say it again, I'm out of my mind."

Heizi paused, "Well... If Ruoyue has anything you want to know, you can consult me ​​at any time."

I responded, "I see, thank you."

Heizi: "It's nothing. By the way..." he said. "Ruoyue used to call me 'Heizi', so Ruoyue doesn't need to call me so unfamiliar."

I laughed, "While saying this, don't you also call me by your classmates."

Heizi paused, then said softly, "Truth."

I froze for a moment, touched my chin involuntarily, and said, "Then I'll hang up first, Heizi."

"See you."

Putting the phone aside, I picked up the towel and stood up, wiping my body while thinking, Tetsuya Kuroko, I think he is also an interesting person.

When I was going out to dry my hair, I met Tsunayoshi Sawada.

Before I did anything, he took a few steps back blushing, "True, truth."

Although it's that kind of thing, I was still amused by his reaction, "What's the matter."

His face was red, and he didn't even dare to turn his eyes away, "You, you've finished washing."

I nodded, "Isn't that obvious."

He looked over quietly, "That...hair, you'd better dry it, or you'll catch a cold...Ah, sorry! I'm not ordering you, just..." His expression was a bit distressed, as if he was thinking about his own use words.

I passed by him, "Okay, I know." I waved to him and went into my room.

After drying my hair, I took a pudding and ate it.

Although the loss of memory seems serious, it has no impact on my life, at most it is just a few more people around me.

As for the lost memory, that was something they should worry about.

Although it's kind of indifferent to think so...

I bit the little plastic spoon and looked up at the window.

But I don't know them either.

And compared to this matter, it is more important to consider how to learn better.