If that really was the case, then based on this guess, I could more or less understand all the strange
feelings I'd had since coming back to life.
How familiar Scarface felt, how familiar this weapon felt, how familiar the name "Fang Juan" felt, and that room...
That sense of familiarity.
All of it finally had a reasonable explanation.
I was probably... a continuation of Fang Yuxuan. Though I hadn't inherited all her memories, I had inherited her body and some of her memories.
Or maybe her memories had already been copied over, but they just hadn't been activated?
Was I... Fang Yuxuan?
I lay in bed thinking for a long, long time... until I eventually fell asleep without realizing it.
When I woke up the next day, it was already bright outside. My body had recovered, and I didn't feel the slightest trace of a hangover. But... it seemed like I'd forgotten something.
Right! I had to meet at the Mercenary Guild at seven today!
I jolted awake and hurried out of bed. After a quick rinse, I changed into clean clothes and grabbed both guns, M500 and Kiku Ichimonji. Just as I stepped
into the living room, I saw the little wolf pup gnawing on one leg of the desk.
I froze for a moment, then remembered Mo Buyan saying last night, "The wolf pup's back."
I glanced around. The cage door seemed to have... been bitten through. This little wolf was surprisingly fierce!
But this wasn't the time to think about that. If I didn't stop the little rascal from chewing everything in sight, that chair probably wouldn't be usable anymore.
Smart People
The moment the little guy saw me, its eyes lit up, and it came trotting over.
"Aw-ooh~"
With a babyish howl, the little guy