It takes a fifteen-minute drive to reach the Yingting Institute soon.

As soon as you get off the car, you can see the laboratory assistant greeting at the door.

"Miss Shirakawa, this is the data from last night. There is a name called Kyono Yu..."

Seeing Yuki Kyono who was getting off the bus immediately afterwards, the laboratory assistant opened his eyes wide and couldn't speak.

"Okay, I get it."

Shirakawa Mitsuki walked straight into the research institute, and Kasuno Yuna took the memory handed over by the laboratory assistant.

"Hello, classmate Kyono..."

The laboratory assistant greeted Yuki Kyono awkwardly, and then asked tentatively: "Well, what is your relationship with Miss Shirakawa?"

"It's that kind of relationship...the kind of relationship you think."

Kyono Yuki smiled gently:

"Okay, you can catch up with Shirakawa. Miss Tamaki should be here tonight. I'll just go find her."

"Well, of course, Director Tamaki said it specifically, you can go to her tonight. Also, ahem..."

The laboratory assistant coughed twice: "You won't tell Director Tamaki about my business, right? I'll work for Miss Shirakawa, that... After all, you have that kind of relationship."

"No problem, I understand, go quickly, Shirakawa has a bad temper."

"Okay, I'll go to receive Miss Shirakawa first."

Watching him trotting and following Mitsuki Shirakawa's laboratory assistant, Yuki Kyono kept a smile on his face and slowly walked into the lobby of the institute.

I found the director's room of the third group of the institute and opened the door. As expected, Miss Tamaki was still wearing a loose white coat, with this manual on her face, and her whole body was stuck in the recliner to be lazy.

Turning around and closing the door, Kyono Yuki walked closer:

"Miss Tamaki, there is an extra look of a Shirakawa family insider..."

...I even sold my information in front of me.

"Ah, Kyono, you're talking about the new laboratory assistant."

"You know?"

Tamaki Koharu picked up the manual on her face, adjusted the lounge chair and sat down, looking at Yuki Kyono:

"Of course, the Sakura Ting Institute has no problem with leaking the air, but he is the man who was assigned by the Shirakawa family. As a member of the Council family, we can just let it go for a small fight."

"The Council? It sounds like a kind of evil."

Yuki Kyono glanced at Tamaki Koharu's computer screen, and it turned out that he was in a screensaver state, without any useful information.

"What are you thinking about? Such a large research project naturally requires the strong support of many consortiums, just normal business activities."

Xiaochun Yuki got up and tidyed up the wrinkles of the white coat, grabbed the collar with both hands and shook it happily, and then walked out the door:

"Okay, hurry up and have a physical examination. I don't know how you did it, but you were so seriously injured."

"Was that serious injury?" Kyono Yuki followed behind.

"This has to wait for the test results to come out completely. Let's talk about what's going on first?"

"Well, maybe last Thursday night, there were dark spots on the shoulders."

"At night? What exactly happened?"

Yuki Kyono, who was originally going to explain in detail, is now in hesitation:

Did the Shirakawa family originally belong to the board of the Sakura Ting Research Institute? Even the installation of low-level laboratories was accused of being accused of. How much energy does it have?

"This one sounds a bit bizarre...I don't remember?"

"I don't remember it!"

Tamaki Koharu stopped and looked back at Kyono Yuki's eyes.

"Yes, I really don't remember anything."

"Yes, this kind of thing is also possible..."

Tamaki Xiaochun thoughtful and continued to lead the way.

The two have known each other for three years, similar to the long-term relationship between psychoanalysts and psychological patients. In terms of ability development and testing, Tamaki Koharu and Kyono Yuki had to meet many times a year ago. Now that Kyono Yuki has come to Tokyo, the future contact will be more convenient.

Chatting intermittently, and soon all the inspection items were completed.

"It's worthy of being Miss Tamaki, and the inspection process is completed so quickly."

"My title of director is not in vain." Tamaki Koharu tapped Kyono Yuki's forehead: "It's you, a little brat, you have just arrived in Tokyo for a month and have ruined your body in the middle of the night. If this continues, I will complain to your father."

"Can you stop saying that I did something bad?"

"Okay, the Aoki Zhuma in your hometown will cry. Come home and rest quickly."

"No, I don't have any childhood sweethearts in my hometown Kyoto."

"Oh, right?" Tamaki Koharu smiled without saying a word, with an expression of disbelief on her face.

When Kyono Yuki put on the coat he took off when he was testing, he walked out while buttoning it up, and when he was about to walk around the corner, he couldn't help but turn around and ask Miss Tamaki:

"By the way, Miss Tamaki, do you have the ability to remember?"

“…?”

"For example, sealing memory or something..."

Xiaochun Tamaki was still standing next to the experimental instrument, holding a test report casually in her hand, looking down at her head, and whispered without raising her head:

"That's not what you should know."

"Okay, I'll go home first, goodbye, Miss Tamaki."

After the final farewell, Yuki Kyono walked straight towards home, and he had already received a reply from Miss Tamaki:

...It seems that the ability to seal memory exists.

At the entrance of the institute, Shirakawa's luxury car had disappeared. Shirakawa Mitsuki should have handled the institute's affairs and left first.

Speaking of which, what happened to Mitsuki Shirakawa when he came to the research institute?

In my mind, I began to recall the last few days, in class, in the living room, outside the school, and every bit of her.

...Mizuki Shirakawa seems to have become weak?

I have vaguely grasped some tricks, but I always feel that I can see through it if I am a little bit short.

Back from the institute, the corner of the street at the doorstep.

Yuki Kyono saw the figure of the girl waiting for him again.

Ai Sakurashima hangs her hands in front of her, her hands folded against her pleated skirt, and her graceful figure stood under the street lights and street trees, with mottled light and shadow hitting the girl.

"Youshujun."

Ai Sakurashima's face was calm and her eyes were soft, just like last night, with her arms spreading.

...Hug me.

This is what Ai Sakurashima didn't say, but Yuki Kyono understood it.

After slapping Ai Sakurajima rarely said anything before the health care room, but Ai Sakurajima removed her disguised expression in front of Yuki Kyono.

The same is true for Kyono Yuki. In front of Ai Sakurashima, you can relax your facial muscles and let your calm expression show.

"Love clothes..."

Once again, Kyono Yuki stepped forward and gently hugged Ai Sakurashima as the girl wished.

"Shh..."

...Don't talk.

Yuki Kyono remained silent.

Ai Sakurajima narrowed her eyes slightly and pressed her ears against Yuki Kyono's chest, as if she was listening to his heartbeat and also as if she was feeling his breathing.

It is still a long hug, a silent hug.

However, Kyono Yuki doesn't hate this feeling.

In the past ten days, the somewhat tired Yuki Kyono felt the beautiful youth that he had longed for in this quiet embrace at the door of his house.

"You won't have any trouble."

“…”

Ai Sakurajima snuggled in her arms, gently rubbed Kyono Yuki's chest with her cheek, wrapped her hands behind her back, and carefully wandered outside the black scars.

Then, Ai Sakurashima stopped whispering, let go of her arms, and took a step back.

Following Ai Sakurashima leaving, this time Kyono Yuki saw a young woman dressed in a maid. She guarded the corner of the street, met Ai Sakurashima and left.

...It's not just about going home alone.

It's so late, it's not safe for a girl to walk alone at night.

Suppressing the urge to send Ai Sakurashima home, Kyono Yuki touched the wound on his shoulders:
Chapter completed!