"On average, this world loops 4.3 times before you experience one 'time anomaly.'"
The corner of Jiu Ming's eye twitched slightly. What the hell! So his more than 3,500 goddamn awful experiences counted as child's play?
This place had already looped... at least fifteen thousand times!!
From August 17th to the 31st—two weeks, nearly six hundred years... Jiu Ming froze, staring in disbelief at the quietly standing girl before him. "So you've experienced nearly six hundred years at minimum!? What about everyone else?"
"Everyone else's memories are reset when this world returns from midnight on August 31st to August 17th... Can you crouch down?"
As she explained, Nagato Yuki opened the compact in her hand. The corner of Jiu Ming's eye twitched again. She was really planning to put makeup on him? Would such a tiny little box even be useful?
He'd need at least ten of them!
"Sigh, this has really been hard on you." Jiu Ming half-crouched. The compact in Nagato Yuki's hand transformed, like something out of a sci-fi scene, into a tiny spray bottle...
A transparent, water-like liquid sprayed from the bottle. Jiu Ming felt as though something were solidifying across his face, while the gray mist faintly leaking from his body was sealed away. His gaze shifted slightly toward the ground beside him. Huh, he actually had a shadow now? That was pretty amazing.
"Thank you very much for communicating with me." Nagato Yuki nodded faintly, and the spray bottle in her hand returned to its original form as a small compact. "It allowed me to promptly discover certain 'errors' that had appeared within myself."
"Uh?" Jiu Ming moved his lips, but found himself unable to speak. If only those hazy memories could become clear!
"I'm sorry."
"? Why?" Nagato Yuki raised her head slightly