Cute girl in net king

Guard against.

Yanyan's reaction was to guard against all dangerous objects, so she reflexively wanted to stay away.This is the conclusion Yukimura came to after observing for an hour.

Couldn't help but sigh softly, Yukimura felt that there was no worse answer than this.

She will unconsciously and reflexively guard against everything around her. From a certain point of view, doesn't it just mean that this girl doesn't have any sense of security?

But, is this what she has been like before, or is it caused by the loss of all memories—the sequelae?

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"I can't go on..."

As the time passed, Sifang Temple had no choice but to study the letters left by his grandfather and even took Yukimura to study together, hoping to find a solution from the notes left by the old man. At this moment, the girl who was sitting blankly said something ethereal, which startled the two who were seriously studying the contents of the letter.

"Mother……"

The sudden murmur was accompanied by loneliness, and she didn't know what she was thinking during the silence. The girl's expression seemed to be a little more lonely than before, and then she seemed to have decided on something. She stood up suddenly, and suddenly stepped forward to pick up the The scissors on the table snapped a few times on the head neatly, and the original knee-length hair instantly became the length of just over the shoulders. Then, in the eyes of Sifang Temple who didn't know whether it was entanglement or pity, the scissors moved to the forehead. Then he swept the hair that blocked his sight——

All in one go.

The female ghost seems to have lost her hairstyle.

All that was left was short hair that could barely be called a student's head.

—— Completely stunned by the only two spectators at the scene, Yukimura suddenly didn't know why he followed Sifangji so hard to study the contents of the manuscript.

Didn't expect it to end like this...

Although he felt very impolite, he still couldn't control it. It was the first time he had experienced such a psychological gap after working so hard for so long. He was about to ask Yan Yan why she was acting like this all of a sudden, but the girl lowered her head dejectedly, and asked him that he was caught off guard——

"it's wired?"

"Eh?"

"...It's really strange."

"..."

"Obviously my mother is the mother, but why is the beauty worrying about it? What should I do with my hair—"

"..."

Yukimura fell silent abruptly, not knowing how to answer.

Yan Yan's doubts did not stop.

"—the house of the beauty, too."

The whole drooping head made it impossible to see the expression. Yukimura did not expect that there were so many entangled things under Yanyan's stupid-looking head, especially when she broke out at this time, it really surprised him——

"Where I should have never been, there are things that definitely belong to me."

"People I shouldn't know can make dishes I like—"

"And mother—" It seemed to be extremely difficult to say, even if I didn't want to admit it, I couldn't veto the judgment made by my own feelings——

"I didn't recognize it at first glance, and I even got into a fight with my mother..."

Why is this happening?

People who should be strangers smile at her kindly, touch her head, wash her hair, and say to her, "doesn't it make you feel uncomfortable if it's too long?"

But her mother seemed to be the real stranger, leaving her behind and drifting away.

And the strangest thing is that at that time, she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.