Chapter 12 third quarter

My supernatural power was discovered when I ate almost the fifth person. It was a long time ago, so it has long been buried in the depths of my memory. At that time, Dr. Kurasaka still provided me with food at the frequency of one corpse a week, and this matter continued until the doctor passed away.However, I couldn't understand why the doctor would take such a big risk to help me survive?Based on love?No, how could it be, I was just a teenager at the time.Doctor, is he a pedophile?But people like Dr. Kurasaka should be very rich, and this country can buy everything as long as there is money, so there is no need to commit murder just because of me.

"Shahui——" The doctor has called my name directly since I don't know when. "Do you know the seven wonders of this hospital?" "Ah—" I tilted my head: "I haven't heard of it." "Huh, is that right? Ward 444 that will appear in the middle of the night, or the children queuing up in the waiting room?" "Nope." "Really...it's not as sensational as I thought it was." The doctor replied dully, then pushed the sunglasses with his hands, and looked up at the ceiling of the consulting room. "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." After he finished speaking, he smiled and shook his chair. "So you haven't heard of an elevator that can eat people?" "What's that story?" I decided to listen out of politeness. "There was a certain patient who took the elevator from the fourth floor to the second floor, but when the elevator opened on the third floor, there was no one in it, and the patient who entered the elevator on the fourth floor disappeared—" "The patient sat on the lower floor first and got out of the elevator?" I replied immediately, there was no need to bring up such a matter for discussion.

"Impossible." The doctor shook his head happily. "Other patients must have seen it. The light signal shows that the elevator that the patient took went down to the third floor, so there is no way to go out from other floors first. How... scary?" "Uh..." I'm not interested in those ghost stories, and now I don't have the leisure to discuss them. "Doctor—" I swallowed my saliva: "Actually, I want to—" "Well, I understand. Today is meat. This time, he is a twenty-five-year-old male. He probably has the habit of exercising. The fat percentage is not that high. Come and eat quickly, are you hungry?"

"No, I..." "I think you will get tired every time you eat barbecue slices, so I went to buy the special meat recipes of "Today's Cuisine"." "No—" I stood up from the chair vigorously, but I felt dizzy, and immediately fell back on the chair.Although I have added nutrients other than meat by drip, it seems that the effect is very limited. "Well, I have something to say." "Have something to say?" The doctor was about to take out the recipe from the drawer and stopped in mid-air. "for me?" "yes." "Are you going to discuss something?"

"yes." "Looking at your expression, it seems to be very serious." He said in a low voice, and then turned the chair to face him again, staring intently through the sunglasses. "As long as it's not about love, you can discuss it with me." "Uh..." I hesitated, not knowing whether I should talk about this abnormal phenomenon that happened to me. "What's wrong?" "I—" I opened my mouth, because now, the only person I can trust is this person. "My brain is... weird." "Oh... yes yes yes." "Ah, no, I didn't mean that." I quickly clarified. "Uh, that...how should I put it? Um, ah, uh..."

"Calm down." The doctor smiled gently. "It seems that you should fill your stomach first, come and eat?" "Ah... ok, ok." I nodded, in fact, I was really hungry. This time the doctor prepared hamburger meat.Went to buy a recipe, but ended up with hamburger meat?I was disappointed, but only for a moment. After all, the ingredients are only meat, and the changes that can be made are limited. This can only be endured by myself, and I am very happy to have something to eat.These thoughts raced through my head until the microwave beeped. "Okay, the hamburger meat is cooked, you're welcome, please use it." The doctor put the heated minced meat balls in front of me, and he didn't forget to prepare a knife and fork and a water glass.

"I'm starting." I whispered my sincere thanks, then tore off the plastic wrap and started eating.The hot air hits the face, full of the aroma of meat, I took a bite, the gravy surrounded the tip of the tongue, and the meat passed through the throat, it was a happy feeling.Why does the act of eating give people such pleasure?I was intoxicated by eating. "Then, you should be able to tell me, right?" Seeing that the plate was empty, the doctor pushed the sunglasses with his index finger and urged me. "Just now you said you want to discuss things." "Ah, yes." I wiped my oily lips with a tissue. "Uh, actually..." But he didn't know where to start. "that is--"

"Just now you said you had a weird brain, didn't you?" "Yes, my brain... no, it's not like that—" I took a deep breath to calm myself down, and then whispered, "Something got into my brain." "what?" "For example... didn't I eat a woman last week?" "Ok." "That woman should... have an older brother." "Yeah?" The doctor's mouth opened slightly. "Well, there is indeed, but how do you know?" "I don't know either." I honestly shook my head. "I don't know, but I just know."

"Know it but don't know why." "That's—" I said it in one breath, "it's the person I eat, and the memories and ideas I have will come into my mind." "What?" The doctor made an unclear voice. "So... I will know the remaining memories of the other party, as well as things that have been seriously thought about, although only a little bit." "That means..." The doctor cleared his throat: "Do you mean to eat the memory as well?" "almost." "How is it possible, there is no such thing, Sae, are you making a mistake? Probably..."

"Just now, the hamburger meat I ate—" I focused my consciousness to explore. "This person is a basketball player, and he should be a foreigner. Also, his right hand was injured in a car accident when he was a child..." "This—" The doctor stared at me with a startled expression. "It's all right...isn't it?" I asked tremblingly. "It's all...that's right." The doctor also answered me tremblingly. "Doctor, may I ask..." "It's all right." The doctor was still trembling: "Then, do you know the other party's name?" "No...it's not that detailed." "Hey, why did this happen? When did it start—" The doctor was still in shock. "Let me ask you, Sae, just now you said it was only a little bit, how much memory can you eat?" "Uh, that is to say... I can know the things the other party is thinking about seriously, or the strong memories that I can't forget, but I can't understand some minor fragments, and the voice is... from time to time. Then... there have been The image in the mother's womb is what I often see on TV." "A strong memory, or something in the subconscious mind, will appear?" "Well, this kind of thing is really..." "Hey——" the doctor screamed strangely while pushing his glasses: "Impossible, how could—" After speaking, he stood up, took out the meat from the freezer, and stared hard at it. "Is there memory in this... It's too unbelievable. The so-called consciousness is an illusion. It should be the brain that stores memories. No, it shouldn't be. It's just like this. There will be What do you think? There is a problem with this, it must be a mutation." Indeed, I was really taken aback at first.Strange memories are mixed in my mind: scenery I have never seen, a country I have never been to, feelings I have never experienced... These things come into my memory, no matter who it is, it will definitely be frightened Yes, there is nothing scarier than self-doubt. The doctor was still muttering to himself while aiming at the piece of meat. "Uh, doctor..." I was a little worried. "Ah—" The doctor put the meat back into the freezer, and then turned to face me with slow movements. "It doesn't matter, I'm fine, I'm just a little surprised. So that's it, eating into memory...is it? That's like the legendary tapir." "Tapirs eat dreams." "But it's unbelievable. Even if the meat and internal organs can store memory, it is impossible to read it just by eating it in the stomach. Put it in the mouth, digest it with the stomach, and finally excrete it. During the process, did your body undergo any changes? Are there any sensors installed in your body?" "This..." Even if he asked, I couldn't answer it. "Has this kind of thing ever happened before?" "No, this is the first time." "This ability must have awakened after he started eating human flesh." The doctor sat back on his swivel chair. "No...Maybe you can think about it the other way around?" "Think backwards?" "Sae, you became a cannibal in order to develop your own abilities." "It's basically—" It's really putting the cart before the horse. "At least there is a possibility, but...it's really interesting, it's so interesting." "Not funny at all," I protested, which to me was terrifying and deranged, not in the mood to care if it was funny or not. "Ah, I'm sorry." The doctor apologized to me sincerely. He probably didn't know that there is a famous saying: "If an apology can solve everything, there will be no need for police in the world." Ah, how annoying. "That's enough—" I impulsively swept the empty plate aside, and there was a sound of the plate breaking in the consulting room.Then came the sudden surge of wailing and despair. This kind of negative emotion would destroy the inner world at any time, and it was hard to guard against. "Hey... hello, Sae..." "Enough is enough!" I blurted out, the dike in my heart burst.Cannibalism, and the amazing abilities that come with it, of course I couldn't bear these things as a child, and I still can't help it even now. "Hate, hate, I'm done!" I really want to cry, I really want to die, I am desperate for everything, it is like the US military's entry into the country... despair. "It's okay, Sae." The doctor stood up from the swivel chair, and gently touched my head. It was a pair of warm hands like a father, but I didn't have the heart to think about it at the time. "This is not allowed, the plate is too pitiful, isn't it?" After speaking, the doctor laughed, it was a real smiling face, I was a little surprised. "I will definitely solve this problem, and the cannibalism will also be cured for you." Hearing this, I literally burst into tears. "Hey, ah, hey...don't cry, be good, don't cry anymore." The doctor was so nervous that he was at a loss, and his appearance was very funny, but I couldn't laugh, and my tears kept flowing. "I'll take care of everything for you, so don't cry anymore, you know? Hey... Hey, restrain yourself—" But the doctor... failed to complete this task, and was killed before reaching the goal.Therefore, until now, I still have this wonderful special function, which has not changed at all, and the symptoms of cannibalism have not been cured. It's just that it doesn't matter what happened now, I'm used to it, and I gave up. The random memories that enter my mind are beyond my control. Even if I know the memories of my prey or the people I like, I can't change anything.Could it be... is this ability bestowed by a merciful god, in order to make me feel guilty?If this is the case, then the right half of the body should be owned, not me, because I just want to satisfy my appetite. Huh - are you going to blame me again?We are both equally at fault. Ah... this guy is so noisy, I want to cut it more and more.But half of me is a life community with this right half of my body. If I cut it apart, my life will be over, which is very troublesome. I picked up my schoolbag and walked out of the classroom, walking in the quiet corridor, only the sound of my own footsteps echoed.Looking at the big clock, the time is 4:45, it is already so late, the cleaning work is really annoying, human technology is changing with each passing day, why is the blackboard eraser like a day for decades... huh? From the girl's toilet, there was a sudden intermittent coughing sound, followed by a whimpering sound, which was the whimpering sound I had heard before.The reaction of the body is faster than the speed of thinking. I opened the door of the girls' toilet. The pink space is very spacious, and the whimpering sound became louder. I approached the source of the sound. There was a door open. Look inside: a schoolgirl is sitting on the toilet—it's Chizuru, and she's shaking, or rather convulsing.There's no point in choosing words right now, and I know it's not going to do anything to calm the nerves.Ah... Even though I have poor eyesight, I just let me see this kind of scene. Is it the good deed of those people again?It must be. "Qianhe——" I said to the trembling person: "Is it Qianhe? What... What happened to you? What happened to you?" "Sand painting?" Qianhe quietly raised her drooping face. Her face was stained with white turbid liquid. Unfortunately, this was not an illusion caused by blurred vision. "Chi, Chizuru—" I was startled, and couldn't help but take a step back.That... no, no, no... "Qianhe, you, you, you...you——" "Sae, I...cough, cough—" Qianzuru coughed forcefully, white mucus flowed out of her mouth and dripped into the toilet. No, no, no, no, no, no— "That..." I could only stand there, unable to move at all.The nasty smell got into my nasal cavity, and I'm still more used to the smell of blood.Isn't the scene before my eyes only in discarded comic books? "Chi, Chizuru..." "I know what the sticky thing is..." Qianhe wiped her tears and the corners of her mouth with her hands, trying to force a smile, but the corners of her mouth didn't obey. On the contrary, her moist pupils were extraordinarily bright. "That...it's not just today's shoes. It was also used on lunch boxes and sportswear a long time ago. It turns out...that thing, that's what it is. It was taught in school, but I have never seen it." He muttered to himself in a floating tone. "Idiot!" Scared by my own voice, I finally came to my senses, quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped Qianzuru's face carefully, and told her to spit out what was in her mouth.This is a handkerchief I like very much, but who can care so much. "I'm sorry, Sae..." Chizuru wiped off the liquid on the collar of the sailor suit with toilet paper, and lowered her head to apologize: "I'm always causing you trouble." "This kind of thing should be said to those who see injustice on the road and draw their swords to help." This sentence is mixed with my self-denial and self-consciousness, and it also has a sense of ridiculous irony and disgust.That's right, I didn't do anything, I just watched Qianzuru being bullied from a distance, and I did nothing for my own safety. "My mouth is so sad..." "Spit it all out." I said as I carefully wiped off the sticky stuff on Chizuru's hair, but it was as difficult to deal with as slime bought from a gashapon machine. "I want to vomit, but it's stuck in my throat and I can't get it out." "You... swallowed it?" "Because the mouth is blocked..." Qianhe's voice was trembling, as if remembering his tragic experience. "If you don't want to swallow it, you have to swallow it." "Who did it?" "Nakamura, Ishiwatari, and Tazawa. Shimada is not here." "Is it that group of people again?" I was a little relieved to hear that Shimada was not there. "Is this the first time you've been treated like this?" After asking, I threw the toilet paper and handkerchief into the toilet and flushed them down the drain with the rumbling sound. "Well, this is the first time..." Qianhe looked at the counterclockwise vortex with reassuring eyes. "I was terrified." "Can I stand?" Qianhe tried to stand up with trembling feet, but like a newborn pony, she couldn't stand up straight. "I can't seem to... I'm still shaking." "Go to the police." I made a suggestion: "This is rape, it is no longer bullying classmates, it is a crime at all, and it must not be tolerated." "Go...to call the police?" Qianhe remained silent. "Ok." "I don't want to see the police again," she replied, closing her eyes. "Now is not the time to be impulsive." "I've given up." "Give up what?" "That's what happened anyway," she said with a forced smile. "Besides, it was me who was wrong..." "No!" I replied without hesitation. "Nothing wrong." Qianzuru threw the toilet paper into the toilet. "I'm a sinner, that's why I encountered this kind of thing, and it's my own fault." "No!" I emphasized again: "It was your mother who did the wrong thing, and you were not at fault at all." "It's not like that..." Chizuru shook his head feebly. "What nonsense are you talking about!" For some reason, I fell into indescribable anxiety. "Listen clearly, it's your mother who did the wrong thing, you are not guilty at all! Do you understand? She killed her husband..." I suddenly woke up, this was the first time I yelled loudly at Qianhe. "Ah... sorry." "It's okay." Chizuru still smiled. "It's okay, I'm used to it." Do I hate Ganhe in my heart?Being gentle with her is just a cover-up?Suddenly, this possibility occurred to me. But it was Chizuru's mother, Mieko Furukawa, who killed Dr. Kurasaka two years ago. Chizuru did not commit any crimes.That's right, if you want to hate, you should also hate Qianhe's mother. I should hate her.