Don't Rush-Let It Sit for a While

"No such person found?" Baihe Hua's expression turned strange. The surnames in the Eastern Kingdom are a very chaotic system. Many of them only have one or two families. In fact, every few years, some minor surnames disappear for various reasons.

The "Yomi" family itself is not a large family with a long history. This surname, which symbolizes night and darkness and cannot even be found in the top 1,000 of the surnames in the Eastern Kingdom, was probably conceived by our ancestors in the middle of the night under the "Commoners' Surname Must Be Named" decree, which has a history of less than 150 years.

Compared to those common surnames with hundreds of thousands or even millions of people, the traces of such surnames in Household Registration records should be very obvious. Basically, as long as you find a person with the surname Yejian, and trace back to their fathers and grandfathers, it should be easy to find other people with the same surname.

But now, their own substitute... or rather, the person possessing the substitute, is saying they can't find them? That's absurd, isn't it? To put it bluntly, even if their parents were from an orphanage, and that orphanage closed down, burned down, or was even destroyed by a meteorite, losing all their records and files, surely they still have things like their house purchase contract, driver's license, and college application form, right?

Hearing Baihe Hua's question, Feng Xue said helplessly:

"That's why it seems so absurd. Your school records and your family's property certificate all have your name on them, but the problem is that while those two names are legally valid, there's absolutely no record of the Household Registration they represent. Let me put it this way, do you even remember your parents' names?"

"Is that even a question? My dad... uh, wait a minute, I'm sure I remember!"

Baihe Hua suddenly felt her mind was a bit muddled, so she smacked her forehead twice, startling the teacher who was trying to remind the student to pay attention. The teacher quickly shut her mouth and continued reading from the textbook.

After agonizing for a long time, Baihe Hua seemed to finally emerge from the deep sea, panting slightly as she said:

"I remember now! My father's name is Yomi Junpei, and my mother's name is Yomi Ling."

"And then?" Having just caught her breath, Baihe Hua was hit in the face by the follow-up question. Her already chaotic mind became even more turbulent, and she said through gritted teeth:

"And then what?"

"Do you remember your height, weight, and appearance? I remember your parents don't come home often, but they video chat with you, right?" Feng Xue coaxed her with a voice like a male erotic streamer at midnight. Baihe Hua's previously chaotic and ferocious expression slowly calmed down, followed by a blank look in her eyes.

Because she realized she really couldn't remember.

Although she had just video-called her parents last month, she couldn't remember what they looked like at all. Although she recognized them immediately when the video call connected, it seemed that the relevant information in her memory began to fade and disappear the moment the call ended.

In that instant, Baihe Hua felt as if she had failed a sanity test; her plummeting rationality gave her an urge to jump around wildly.

Fortunately, Feng Xue, who was prepared, immediately used her Gu Poison Body to take control of her body, fixing her in the chair in a "calm" manner until this "temporary madness" slowly subsided...

"Whoosh... whoosh..."

Despite sitting upright, Baihe Hua was breathing heavily until she felt dizzy from hyperventilation and finally calmed down.

"What on earth is going on? Do I actually not have parents? Am I an alien? Or a Weird Tale amnesia? Kamen Rider has forgotten his identity? An experimental subject of an evil organization? A replica of the real Yomi Yurika?"

Forced to squeeze out a long hypothetical statement through gritted teeth, Feng Xue couldn't help but marvel at the immature girl's broad thinking.

He denied it:

"You've watched too many tokusatsu dramas. You are human, named Yomi Yurika, but your parents' information is 'protected' by some force, and even you yourself have been affected to some extent."

After listening to Feng Xue's somewhat abstract words, Baihe Hua pondered for a moment before tentatively asking, "Like Death Thirteen?"

"Similarly, it only works in reality, making people forget their information. In fact, if I hadn't established some kind of special connection with you, I wouldn't have been able to discover your special qualities. Or rather, in the eyes of most beings, as long as you don't intentionally kill yourself, everyone's impression of you would be that of an 'ordinary high school girl'."

"So what's your purpose?" Upon hearing this, Baihe Hua didn't relax; instead, she became wary and asked seriously:

"If you're trying to get information about my parents from me, you're dreaming. I need to..."

"I know," Feng Xue interrupted Baihe Hua's mental fabrication, saying indifferently.

"I didn't intend to use you to find your parents, otherwise I wouldn't have told you this directly, but instead would have made a scam call like 'XXX was in a car accident and urgently needs money, call your parents quickly.' I just needed to confirm that you were indeed connected to this matter."

Feng Xue's voice abruptly stopped, and Baihe Hua panicked instead. She did indeed have thoughts like "it involves my parents' safety, so I can't say anything," but Feng Xue's abrupt revelation followed by her sudden disappearance was like a doctor telling you about an extremely rare disease without any explanation and then leaving without saying anything more—it was just incredibly unsettling!

"Wait! Wait!" Baihe Hua screamed frantically in her mind as always, but she could only pull out the stand-in, while the consciousness itself had already disappeared.

This situation made Baihe Hua even more flustered. She looked around helplessly, like a child with ADHD. However, she quickly calmed down and tried to regulate her breathing, telling herself that this was just a rhetoric, a negotiation technique designed to make her anxious first.

But that thought never resurfaced until school was over...

"You're back?" Seeing Feng Xue regain her senses, Chen Xiyao, who was eating at the buffet, immediately stopped awkwardly. Feng Xue didn't say anything, calmly straightened her clothes, and nodded.

"It's basically confirmed, but it's not the kind of Phantom Object that needs to be worn. Activating the reference point is more troublesome, so it's obviously unrealistic to use it to find Warehouse No. 8."

Chen Xiyao didn't seem to feel any pressure about this, and casually replied, "It's okay. As long as we can determine a Benchmark, we can use that as a sample for comparative surveys. As for the rest, let those guys who study behavioral logic and psychology worry about it."