Tokyo Soft Rice King.

No matter what we do, we're together.

During this process, my older sister gradually became more skilled at cooking, and the variety of dishes she made became increasingly diverse.

Another night, I rested my head on my sister's lap, enjoying this peaceful moment.

Ah... I feel happy.

When my heart is filled with warmth, I can't help but shed tears.

But as expected, this couldn't continue...

Even if I try to ignore it or not to notice it, I will still notice those counterintuitive details.

However, I did not feel uneasy or anxious, nor did I doubt my sister because of it.

This is not imprisonment.

It is a healing process.

It was like a dream... after all, it was a dream.

If it's a dream, there will always be a time when you wake up.

After finishing all the things I had agreed to do with my sister, on a day when there were no prior plans, I went to the entrance, put on my shoes, and prepared to go out.

When I turned around, I saw my sister looking at me with a reluctant expression, but she didn't stop me.

"Sister, I should probably go now."

"My lord...don't you like being with your sister?"

"No, it's nice here. I feel relaxed and comfortable... But it's just a dream after all."

"..."

"The passage of time feels off; it feels like many days have passed, but it also feels like only a few hours have gone by..."

The phrase "a dream of Nanke" probably refers to this kind of feeling.

"Moreover, I can taste the food, but I don't feel full, I don't feel hungry, and I don't feel sleepy. It's as if my body has been put on pause."

My sister gave a wry smile and praised me as usual.

"...As expected, my wise ruler is very meticulous."

When I woke up, reality and dream were merging, and I slowly began to remember things about myself.

"Only now do I finally realize that I am me, and I have always been me. There has never been a time when two of me existed at the same time."

Soul and personality have long been merged into one; only memories are missing.

The only exception is Miss Hongxiang. My situation should be the same as Uncle Yong and Grandpa Xiaolin's. I had already completely merged with my original self in this world when I came here.

However, it's not that I failed to inherit the memories of my other self, but rather that I lost those memories.

"But I have lost my past memories... to be precise, all the memories of 'the other me,' including the memories after we merged, are gone."

And the person who can manipulate memories is right in front of me... no, there's a slight mistake.

She is not human.

It is God.

"Did you make this, sister?"

The flowing long hair transformed into a restless snake...

Her eyes also turned into devilishly narrow pupils.

During this time we spent together, I would occasionally sense danger emanating from my sister, as if she were a non-human beast.

But now, I'm no longer afraid, or rather... there's no need for me to be afraid at all.

I said it half-jokingly.

"My sister... Kuroba An, do you want to replace me?"

"No! I just... I just want you, my wise ruler!"

"Just kidding, you probably don't have that kind of thought."

It's precisely because we've lived together that we can understand...

I am not living with a monster.

She wasn't just playing the role of an older sister; she genuinely wanted to be my older sister.

"Because if you really want to replace me, you can just swallow me whole. I won't be able to resist you at all."

Even in her weakened state, a god of her caliber could devour the souls of insignificant humans with ease.

But she didn't do that.

She really cares about me.

"So please tell me, if you still consider me your younger brother... why did you do this?"

I want to know the truth.

This marks the end of my journey of self-discovery.

The older sister turned her face away, grabbed her arm, and confessed the crimes she had committed.

“My lord…you have misunderstood something. What I consumed was not ‘your memories in this world,’ but ‘memories related to my sister.’”

"Memories related to my sister... I see, that's why even the merged memories were partially overwritten..."

All that remains is the memory of 'me without my sister'.

But why?

What is the motivation?

My questioning gaze made my sister loosen her tightly clenched lower lip and speak again.

"Because... if you're still a siscon, then you won't like your older sister, right?"

"……ha!"

I couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Hahahahaha!"

Then came the uproarious laughter, my shoulders were shaking.

This answer really surprised me.

I'm completely convinced.

So, they ate my memories for this reason?

Therefore, the existence of gods...

That's incredibly capricious.

Chapter 426 Your sister will always be with you

It's a reason that's both laughable and frustrating.

It was nothing short of a farce.

But I suppose all gods are like this, much like Kuro-otoko.

After laughing, the frustration in my heart dissipated considerably.

"Then, can you give me back my memories?"

The smile vanished from her sister's face, and she unconsciously twisted the hem of her apron as she spoke.

"I'm sorry, Myungjun... this memory no longer belongs to you."

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't do it?"

"...It's true that I don't want to, and I really can't do it...but please believe me, I'm doing this for your own good!"

"All right……"

It seems to be permanent amnesia.

There's a bit of regret, but I also feel relieved.

At least I don't have to go through a sudden personality change after remembering something.

"That means that the sense of déjà vu I felt before, and that feeling of loneliness, also originated from you."

I said it felt a bit strange. I'm not usually someone who's so fragile that I feel lonely when I'm alone.

The older sister's lips were pursed down, revealing a lonely expression.

"Yes... I'm afraid of being alone... In my dream, all the other heads were chopped off because they were drunk, and in the end, only I, who couldn't hold my liquor, survived because I woke up early..."

This is the story of Yamata no Orochi, and for her, that was her experience.

To be precise, she was only a part of the Yamata no Orochi, the head that survived.

Then she merged with the priestess who killed her.

"So I feel really lucky to be with Mingjun now! I finally don't have to be alone in this dark place anymore!"

"elder sister……"

"But I also know that taking away Mingjun's memories is a bad thing, even if it's for Mingjun's sake, it still makes Mingjun feel confused..."

She also seemed incredibly guilty about taking my memories, as if she had no other choice.

"So I thought of a way to make it up to you in advance... and that's here."

"Is this...this dream?"

"Yes, this is a dream constructed from your memories."

"I see. No wonder I've shrunk a bit. This must be the memory from when I was chosen to become Kuroba until I came to Tokyo."

"Yes, you can return to your dream at any time in the future. Although we can no longer restore your past memories, we can let you relive the things you experienced in the past through this method."

This operation is similar to seeing past memories through a fan, only more realistic.

I think this is a good idea, but there's still one problem.