Chapter 37 Memory (3)
9:52 am.
A third-grade classroom where one theory class has been completed.
Queenie kept fiddling with the glasses on the bridge of my nose as if it was too awkward.
“uh? Queenie, did you buy the glasses?”
Anne, my friend, came up to me and asked.
“Ah, yes. I think my eyes got a little worse.”
Quinnier muttered a comfortable lie.
Of course, Quinnier’s eyesight is intact. These glasses were prepared after listening to Frontier.
“Are you okay? After all, it’s a face, so you can wear anything.”
“done.”
At the compliment that seemed to have no sincerity, Queenie waved her hand.
I checked the scenery I saw through my glasses again.
‘It’s a little harsh in front of my eyes.’
Quinier checked the lower left corner of the landscape seen through his glasses.
[9:52:32]
The hour, minutes, and seconds are always displayed in the lower left corner of the field of view.
‘So if this time suddenly jumps, does that mean I’ve lost my memory?’
If he erases his memory, that amount of time flies. Then, in her eyes, it will seem that time has passed.
‘Who the hell are you?’
The man in the mask is most likely a student of Constell.
He doesn’t know what his exact purpose is, but he knows that there aren’t many reasons to target him.
Whether it’s the “property” of the Viet family, the family itself, or the revenge of another family whose insidious crimes were discovered because of her.
‘But it seems like what you want to do with me when you see me talking about my old days.’
Even when the culprit in the case was Korra, he even lied.
The thought of that makes my head throb again, but for now.
If you catch him, you’ll know everything.
‘… … But these glasses.’
It’s too hot.
Queenie doesn’t normally wear glasses.
The day after I met him, I was suddenly wearing glasses I don’t normally wear. Will I approach him?
In addition, there are not many models of glasses that can check the time and can see up to seconds. He may already know these glasses, which he prepared in a hurry.
Queenie was nervous inside, but for the first time, she was looking at the watch diligently.
First of all, it’s not like you’re thinking of other alternatives to Queenie. Anyway, if you’re wearing these glasses, he’ll be wary and he won’t be able to use his abilities easily. Let’s take comfort in that for now.
Ding— Dong— Dang— Dong—
The bell rang announcing the end of the break.
Afterwards, Quinnier checked her watch, pretending to be concentrating on her class. The same was true during breaks.
But even after morning classes, lunch breaks, and afternoon classes all pass.
Even after school, the clock did not jump over time.
I knew it. This operation is a failure. The guy doesn’t come close.
Boo-woong—
Just then, Queenie’s phone rang. There was a text message.
As half expected, it was Frontier.
[Queenie-senpai.]
It’s like saying hello.
You’ll want to report the situation. Queenie smiled bitterly and wrote the text.
‘Operation failed. There was nothing strange about the watch.’
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Next character.[I found him. Thanks.]
“… … yes?”
Found it? how?
thanks? why?
In the midst of confusion in my head, another text came.
[Senior, so I have one question.]
He didn’t answer this time. I couldn’t understand what Frontier was saying, so I was busy organizing my head.
Meanwhile, another text came.
[Is it a lie that Cora is coming today? Are you serious?]
“What?”
More strange things.
If you try to understand the text content as much as possible.
Quinier told someone today about Cora. Knowing that, Frontier is asking the truth, that is.
‘Did I lose my memory?’
I got goosebumps when I realized it too late.
* * *
the night before.
I texted Quunier and passed it on to Gregory.
[Glasses to Queenie?]
“okay. If you lose your memory, you will also forget the time. To the person who has lost his memory, it will seem like time has been skipped.”
It can make you lose your memory, but you can’t do anything about the past.
If you can always check your watch, you will be able to confirm that you have lost your memory, even if it won’t prevent you from losing it.
——But in fact it is not.
“… … That way, Quinnier would think.”
[What? So is it really different?]
“Not different. Its ability is not to wipe out the entire memory, but only to erase itself from it.”
According to Gregory’s report, Queenie remembers her “phobia of the corpse” as being attacked by wolves.
‘But probably, it was Cora who killed the person in that case.’
Cora, who inherited the blood of a white tiger. If you put your mind to it, it wouldn’t be a problem to kill a lot of people.
However, it is highly likely that it is not your will. The man in the mask must have driven Korra into a runaway by some kind of action. Whether it was magic or medicine.
In any case, Quinnier did not completely forget the incident. In other words, the memory was not lost at all, but it was readjusted without the memories of the masked man and Korra.
In the process of erasing his existence, the masked man came along with Cora.
“So no matter how many times you look at the clock, Queenie will not notice the discomfort. Not all of the memories are blown away, only the person himself escapes from the memory, and the mind fills in the empty space by itself. It’s my opinion, but it’s impossible for me to doubt it.”
[Then why did you tell Quinier to get glasses? It doesn’t do anything to block his abilities. Rather, I became nauseous,]
Without saying that, the crow shut his mouth.
Gregory realized it himself. It was quite a rare sight to see a crow’s beak moving hard and closing in the middle.
I said.
“okay. I will become arrogant and use my abilities without hesitation.”
Queenie’s defense is the wrong way to deal with the masked man’s abilities.
He throws the bait where he thinks Quinier is mistaken.
“He seems to think he’s pretty smart.”
Let’s see if it’s as good as you think it is.
* * *
The next day I gave Gregory the instructions as planned.
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No, I was trying to get off.“… … .”
“Why, Mr. Frontier?”
Aten asked me, who was still looking at the crow.
This is the classroom.
I’ll have to keep getting reports from Gregory if I’m going to go as planned.
In this classroom, next to Aten.
‘… … Err.’
I do not know.
“When the bell rings, proceed as planned. Report from time to time.”
[All right.]
I spoke to Gregory, and Gregory opened his mouth to answer. As if you knew what I meant, even using your honorific name.
“What? uh?”
Aten was surprised to see me and the crow alternately.
“Hey, the crow said… … ?”
“Well. I worked hard on the timing.”
Highly skilled tamers will be able to teach animals to speak.
This is especially easy for highly intelligent individuals like crows.
But that’s something really, really high-level tamers do. It also takes a lot of time.
In my case.
“When did you develop your timing skills like that… … . No, that’s ridiculous. Is this talent? divine power?”
There is also this reaction.
I smiled with a confident face, pulling the corners of my mouth. I recently learned about a natural smile from Selena, and I’m not sure if it worked out well.
“Talent, Divinity, etc. I would say it is the ultimate result of putting everything you can think of.”
I muttered as much as I could.
However, Aten brought her hand to her lips and raised her eyebrows seriously.
“Talent, power… … . The ultimate result of putting it all together… … .”
Aten, don’t be so serious.
As I listened to others, I realized that I had been uttering a very rude voice.
“Come on, now.”
I looked at Aten and asked.
“Do you know how to do ‘Wisper Whisper’ magic?”
I was openly bringing Aten into the case.
Aten nodded.
“Try it now.”
At my words, Aten spread out her hand without asking.
Soundproof magic where only the voices of me, Aten, and Gregory could be heard. wind whispers.
I checked it and saw a crow.
“Then if you find something, report it immediately. If it’s urgent, it’s okay to go to class.”
[How can I tell if a gnome is using an ability?]
“… … You explained everything yesterday.”
[sorry. My memory is vague. Crow.]
This child, this is a question that anyone should listen to. In fact, Aten was watching the crow with her eyes twinkling with interest and curiosity.
I said with a sigh.
“You don’t need to check if you are using your abilities. What matters is what you say.”
If he saw Quinnier wearing glasses, he would definitely approach him. Believing that Quinnier had misunderstood her abilities.
Of course, it’s true, so you can’t believe it.
Quiniers are very popular. That’s why I’m going to talk to a lot of people.
What matters is the content.
Who brings up the story of ‘Korra’?
‘If I don’t know Cora, it means that it is almost certain that Cora will be removed from the game.’
In other words, he is aiming at Cora before Quinier. Korra is the biggest obstacle to his plans.
“Find the guy asking about ‘Korra’. If it’s a question like when will Cora come to Constell again, it’s a winner.”
[okay. You are indeed the master.]
This child sounds fun.
Ding— Dong—
And when the class bell rang, the crow bowed his head sternly.
[Then I will take orders.]
Saying that and looking at the flying crow, Aten’s eyes were shining like never before.
And Gregory is sure to enjoy it too.
I asked Aten, who was staring blankly at the flying crow.
“Atten, are you okay? You wouldn’t even know what was going on.”
“it’s okay. Because it seems to be important. Unless Mr. Frontier is trying to commit a crime.”
Saying that, Aten said hot, and looked at me in amazement.
“Are you taking part in the crime, me?”
“Nope. No way.”
“Yes. It was a joke.”
okay. That’s a joke.
Aten has learned a new ‘joke’.
“Because I trust Mr. Frontier.”
… … And additionally acquire ‘burden cycle’.
* * *
and after a while.
[Report.]
It wasn’t until after school that I got the harvest.
A crow flew to the window and opened its mouth.
[I found the guy who asked Quinier the location of Cora. Even the question of when he would come was blatant.]
“great. What did Queenie say?”
[I replied that he would come today. But I don’t know if that’s true. At that time, Quinier must have doubted anyone who approached him.]
Quinier will, of course, be wary of anyone who asks about Cora.
He may have lied because of that, or he could have told the truth in order to attract him. I’m sure you’ll be able to see when you lose your memory.
Anyway, he bit the bait properly.
“Then he must have done something to make Quinnier lose his memory after asking. Did you check that too?”
I asked Gregory.
If I had asked about Cora, of course, I would have done something that made me lose my memory.
[…] … That is.]
But Gregory stopped talking.
[I checked with my eyes, and he touched Queenie’s arm with his finger.]
“… … Is that all?”
[Yes.]
I narrowed my eyes.
In other words, the condition that causes the person to lose their memory is only a brief physical contact?
‘Nope. Since it’s a short memory, it may be that the conditions are relatively simple.’
… … Even so.
It was a moment to realize the fear of ‘divine power’.