"Are you Mr. Ye Ke?" spoke to a girl who looked to be no more than ten years old, and most of the places I went to were far from the city, and I always met people carrying baskets to sell things.

"It's me. I looked at the girl in front of me and made sure I didn't know her, "What's the matter?"

"Here's a letter to you. She took a crumpled envelope from the basket and handed it to me.

"My?" I pointed to myself, "who gave it to you?"

"I can't say that. The girl laughed with two dimples, "There is nothing good to eat." ”

"If you don't tell who gave it to you, I can't take it. I said, "Letters are very private things, and it's not good to send them to the wrong person." ”

"You can't make a mistake," said the girl, "wearing glasses and carrying a big bag, called Ye Ke's brother." She held the envelope high.

I took the envelope, and it did indeed write my name, and the handwriting was very beautiful, and the person who wrote it was very heavy, and you could see a slight depression on the envelope, and the angular font was probably a man.

"What does the person looking for your help look like? Eh, don't run away!

The girl jumped and ran away, leaving me with a black line on her face.

There are more and more strange things in my travels, and I am a person who writes letters for people, but now I receive letters from others one after another.

After leaving Temi's place, I got up and went to the sake brewing family that took in Tsubaki, and while I was sitting on the side of the road to rest, the little girl suddenly appeared and stuffed me with a letter.

Looking at the letter in my hand, I couldn't cry or laugh, although my name was written, but no matter how I said it, the letter was too casual, the crumpled envelope was not even sealed with glue, and the ghost knew whether the contents were real or fake.

Forget it, I don't have anything to do now anyway, since my name is written, let's open it and take a look.

"Hello, Mr. Yeck. ”

The guy who wrote the letter really wrote a good hand, and it looked like a real treat through the back of the paper.

"I hope that the presumptuous letter did not scare you, and that you can help others write stories, and this time, I ask you to hear my story. ”

The person who wrote to me was either a youkai or someone related to youkai, and I asked the girl to send the letter to me, it should be someone related to youkai, and it may be not far from me.

Thinking of this, I suddenly felt a little hairy, and after looking around for a long time, it didn't seem to be anything unusual.

"I've met a lot of people, a lot of men, a lot of women, but I always forget about them or them in the blink of an eye. ”

It seems that the front is all pleasantries, and from here is the real content of the letter.

"It's not that I have face blindness, it's that I really can't tell the difference, or that there is a delusion, that of the many people I meet, there are many, all of them are alone. ”

Forehead... How this letter is written is the same as a tongue twister.

"Let's talk about the first woman I met in my memory, since I was a child, I lived in a family with very strict family rules, before the age of eighteen, I had no contact with other women except my mother, my family has been practicing medicine for generations, my father is an outstanding doctor, he hopes that I can also inherit the profession of doctor, before I met her, my daily life was always boring study in my room, but she brought a new color to my life. ”

I hadn't been in contact with any other woman until I was eighteen years old... Has he been in a cage for the past eighteen years?

"I didn't hate studying medicine, or I didn't know what I liked at all, I got up normally every day to read and eat, and if I hadn't met her, I would probably have stayed in that family full of doctors, and as my father wished, to become a doctor who was not too prominent, and not much worse. ”

So he didn't end up practicing medicine.

"As for how I met her, I'm sorry... I can't remember the specific situation, maybe I saw her the first time I went to a group dinner, or I suddenly found her in my room, or maybe I got out of a dream, Mr. Yeke, it's not that I'm teasing you, but about this first woman, I have several different memories, and I don't know which ones are true. ”

... It's kind of strange that there are several different memories -- or about the same person?

"As for her name... I'm sorry, I can't remember, I can only roughly remember her eyebrows, eyes and posture, but there are still some clips that are clear, for example, I'm pretty sure that she helped me find what I really liked. ”

What a weirdo, his memories seem to be all mixed up, and there is an indescribable feeling.

"She likes to wear black clothes, she looks about the same age as me, she always appears in front of me inexplicably, she talks a lot, her eyes are big, and she is also very smart, I have worked hard to memorize the explanation of professional terms, she can do it in a minute or two, one night, she suddenly came to my room, looked at the graffiti I drew casually, and told me, you give up studying medicine. ”

Writing the letter... Is he a painter?

"Give up studying medicine? This is something I never thought about, all along, my path has been arranged, but her words, but it seems to break the frosted glass wall in my heart, the world for the first time become clear. Yes, after countless efforts, I finally convinced my father to take the first step to go out to study, and the girl, the girl I had always thought was my sister next door, never showed up again. ”

What's the situation?

"When I found things a little strange, I came home and was talking to my mother about school life, and I accidentally asked about the girl, but my mother looked at me very confused and asked, "Where are the girls?"

It's a youkai, that girl.

"For the first time, I had doubts about my recollections, and I thought that the girl was really different, such as that she was always at the window, that she knew far more than her peers, that she was stubborn and willful, that she seemed completely unsophisticated, that she never told me her name, which I realized later. ”

Alas... Sure enough, it's a youkai.

"Fortunately, I found a reason in time, and my mother did not delve into it, and I did not mention it again, and I went back to my room after dinner, and I was very busy almost every day when I was at school, and I quickly forgot about her existence after practicing and taking classes day and night, but once I returned to my room, I suddenly missed her, and just when I missed her, she really appeared. ”

... It always feels like it's not a story with a good ending.

"I have been away for so long, but she can't see the slightest change on her face, as if time is frozen in her face, I asked her why she always suddenly appeared in my room, and then disappeared without a trace, she told me that her home and my backyard are separated by a wall, she is extremely bored at home, so she often sneaks over to play with me, but is afraid of being discovered by her family, so she doesn't come often. We still talked a lot that night, as usual, she listened intently to my story of what she had seen at school, I was amused by me and giggled, I took out the exercises at school to show her, her eyes melted in the soft light, her lips closed as if playing in slow motion, there was a shallow fluff on her neck, every move was with a vague fragrance, I don't know why, I actually kissed her. ”

Huh?

She didn't refuse, it was a very good night, better than every day I had ever had, and just like that, she would show up in my room every night until the day before the end of the summer vacation, and I said I hoped she would come and see me off tomorrow so that I could introduce her to my parents, and there was a moment of loss in her eyes, but she quickly agreed to me. The next day, I saw no sign of her. ”

I'm afraid I'm hiding, I'm afraid I'll find out I'm a monster.

"After saying goodbye to my parents, I sneaked around the other way to the house across the wall in my backyard, and when I knocked on the door, the other party told me that there was no girl of my age in his house, although I was very puzzled, but I didn't have so much time to find answers, so I could only get on the train with a stomach full of questions, and when I returned to school, my busy school kept me behind me, and only occasionally I would think of her for a few nights, as you should have guessed, I never saw that girl again. ”