387. Even Though You Couldn't Save Me

Shuya struck a confident pose.

Making a lasting impression on all the students in the school is not difficult; that's his forte.

The only problem is time.

For him, every second counts.

After thinking it over, Shuya stood up and said, "I need to do some preparations. I probably won't be back tonight, so don't worry about preparing my meal."

Mai, puzzled, "Where are you going?"

"My Little Senior Sister's house."

"?"

Yukino couldn't understand his thoughts.

But she didn't ask; she still believed in his abilities.

After saying goodbye to them, Shuya quickly flew back to Tokyo.

"Little Senior Sister! Little Senior Sister! Open the door, Little Senior Sister!"

Shuya went to her apartment and started knocking on the door.

"Here it comes---"

The Little Senior Sister's leisurely voice came from outside, and she quickly opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, the Little Senior Sister's delicate face appeared before them.

Shuya immediately rushed over and hugged her leg, crying, "Little Senior Sister, save me! Can we forget about other work for now? Waaah!"

He used the fake crying skill he inherited from Hanazawa Sakura.

The Little Senior Sister was bewildered by the wind.

"What's wrong with you?"

Shuya (rubbing his thigh) said:

"I know you don't remember Little Senior Sister -Mai chan, but she's in big trouble now! To complete my plan and save her, we need Little Senior Sister power! We need you!"

"Wait, wait a minute..."

The Little Senior Sister asked in confusion, "Put everything else aside... why don't I remember Mai- chan?"

She puffed out her cheeks. "My memory isn't that bad! Honestly, even I would get angry if you said that."

The Little Senior Sister gently poked Shuya's forehead.

"Huh?! Little Senior Sister, you still remember Mai- chan?!"

Shuya was utterly shocked.

Although they are close, the Little Senior Sister is just an ordinary person and has no power to resist.

Even the people of Fujisawa have started to forget Mai- chan, but Little Senior Sister still remembers?

What kind of witchcraft is this?!

What else could he say?

Shuya blurted out, "Little Senior Sister is the best in the world!" (His voice cracked)

"Shuya- kun is joking again... Anyway, come on in."

The Little Senior Sister smiled shyly and helped Shuya up.

Shuya followed her into the house; there were papers all over the table and floor in the living room.

He wasn't surprised at all.

The Little Senior Sister casually moved a chair aside, making room for him to sit.

Shuya didn't intend to tell his Little Senior Sister the whole truth, otherwise she would be extremely worried.

He simply said, "Little Senior Sister, I urgently need your help right now. It concerns Mai- chan and is extremely important."

Seeing his serious expression, the Little Senior Sister tilted her head and said, "Okay?"

Section 416, Chapter 387: Clearly, none of them could save me.

Shuya spent a night at his Little Senior Sister's place.

The two were so engrossed in their work that they didn't have time to sleep.

Shuya needs his Little Senior Sister's help; it's a traditional skill he's had since childhood—asking his Little Senior Sister to create (or recreate) musical pieces.

He planned to pull off a big heist at Mai- chan's school, a spectacle that her students would never forget.

Therefore, Shuya needs his Little Senior Sister's help.

Because he was in a hurry, he had to ask his Little Senior Sister to put aside her other work, even though he felt bad.

Fortunately, none of those things are in a hurry.

The songs that Shuya be restored are all songs that I was very familiar with in my past life, which greatly reduces the difficulty and time required.

After discussing with their Little Senior Sister, they proceeded with their work smoothly.

But we still can't produce a song in just one day.

At eight o'clock the next morning, the Little Senior Sister couldn't stay awake any longer and fell asleep.

Shuya didn't sleep all night, but he didn't care.

After carrying his Little Senior Sister onto the bed, he flew directly back to Mai- chan's house in Fujisawa.

Mai was already at school, Yukino was probably with her, so no one opened the door for him.

He didn't have the key, but it didn't matter; he could open it himself anyway.

However, as soon as he opened the door and entered the house, he realized something was wrong.

A figure, motionless like a fossil, sat on the sofa, holding a notebook in its hand.

"... Inoue- kun?"

Yukino, turned her head.

Her expressionless face showed obvious signs of wavering, gradually turning to confusion.

"Where... am I?"

Why am I here?

"What is the meaning of this notebook? Whom can I not forget? Who has disappeared?"

She waved the notebook in her hand.

Shuya's face stiffened. "You..."

A chill ran through him.

Has even Yukino forgotten about Mai?

How come he hasn't forgotten?

"Sakurajima Mai, do you still remember this name?"

Sakurajima... Mai?

Yukino's voice was low and deep.

She hugged herself, her face showing a hint of pain. "I don't know... but I feel like I know her... what exactly..."

She felt a headache coming on and covered her head with one hand.

"... It doesn't matter."

Shuya slowly walked over and placed his right hand on her hair.

"You don't need to feel pain, leave it to me."

"I'll handle it."

Shuya said softly.

"I..."

Yukino clung tightly to Shuya's clothes like a drowning person being rescued. "I'm sorry... I don't know why I'm apologizing, but... I'm sorry..."

She rested her head on Shuya.

She rarely showed such a vulnerable expression.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Shuya didn't look down at her; he just kept his eyes fixed ahead.

His heart was also in turmoil, but he still gently comforted her.

He did not scold her.

He believed that she was the one suffering the most.

Finally, Shuya saw Yukino off.

Yukino was in poor spirits, Shuya watched her stagger away.

She packed up all the daily necessities she had bought.

Mai's house suddenly became much quieter.

Shuya sat on the sofa, and the living room, with the curtains drawn, felt dim and gloomy.

He remained silent for a moment, his face expressionless.

He came to his senses and realized that Yukino had left the notebook behind.

Her writing style differed from Shuya's coded notes.

Shuya read through the notebook; Yukino's delicate handwriting meticulously recorded his feelings over the past few days.

The words "cannot forget" and "absolutely must not forget" are written between the lines.

However, she still forgot.

Shuya remained unsettled for a long time; he hadn't felt this shaken in a long time.

What if he forgets too?

What if the plan fails?

In his mental turmoil, a twisting, writhing black shadow slowly emerged behind him.

A malicious murmur faintly reached his ears.

He was startled awake and looked up.

Shuya's vision Ichika, and a woman in a white dress with pink hair was already sitting next to him.

He knew it was a hallucination, but he still couldn't help but utter a name:

"... Rena."

Are you still going to struggle?

A series of piercing sounds rang out.

"Even if they can't save me, they clearly can't?"

The sound grew louder and louder, and the windows in the house were shaking.

"Even if they can't save me, they clearly can't?"

Her voice was like weeping blood, and two streams of bloody tears welled up in her pupils, covering her beautiful face. Her eyes were filled with nauseating malice.

"Mingmingdu"