Amuro was mentally prepared before pushing the door open and entering the house.

In just a few minutes, he guessed all the names posted on the room on the second floor, and thought of several ways to get along with different people.

And it's ready to write down the faces of the new members.

He walked up the stairs to the piano room.

The door is ajar and can be pushed open with a single push.

Amuro didn't do that.

He just stood in the doorway and waited until the end of the song before knocking.

"Are there any guests coming? Need hospitality? He even had a smile in his voice.

The door was opened from the inside.

"Brother Tou, welcome back-" The white-haired boy stood at the door, and after opening the door, he directly gave Amuro a hug, and his attitude was so enthusiastic that he couldn't resist it.

Amuro's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed.

"I heard the piano and violin ensemble below, and I thought there were guests." He said casually.

"It's Daifuku playing the piano." The boy hugged his waist and looked up at him.

Amuro looked at the piano.

The white bear in a black coat took off his hat and took off his hat calmly and politely.

It seems to have the elegance of an old-school aristocrat or a professional performer.

Amuro fell silent.

Is there something wrong with the graceful self of a mechanical doll bear?

Did Avi Clear even set up a piano skill for this bear?

How complex does it take to support these skills?

In other words......

How advanced is Avikrell's level of invention?

At least more than twenty years old in the current era.

"That's right." The blonde man smiled quietly.

"Here, I don't know what flavor you like, so I bought a copy." He handed the boy the paper bag containing the joy of the blessings, and his tone was full of his brother's love for his younger brother.

Half-brother.

"Thank you, Brother Tou!" Aitto took the bag with a bright smile and looked down eagerly.

"Edamame cream, matcha, strawberry ......"

"Edamame cream?" He tilted his head in confusion.

Can these two go together?

"It's said to be a popular limited flavor." Amuro explained with a smile.

"Well, it should be delicious." Aito nodded thoughtfully, and eagerly took out one and stuffed it into his mouth.

"How's it taste?" Amuro asked.

"It's delicious!" The white-haired young man had Xi Jiufu stuffed in his mouth, and both sides were bulging, but he still smiled and replied with bent eyes.

"Well, I'm afraid you'll not like it." Amuro breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speaking of which, Aito, your violin level seems to be very good, I've been practicing for a long time." He asked tentatively.

Did you learn it from a young age, or did you ......

"It's probably been more than three years of study, and it hasn't been long......," Aitto said after a moment's thought.

After all, I started learning when I was in the Japanese lab.

"It's only been three years? I thought you would have to practice for at least ten years at your level. Amuro seemed to be praising the boy's talent.

"As far back as I can remember, I've been studying for more than three years, and I don't know if I've ever studied before...... "Aitto explained as he ate Kikufuku.

Did the person who originally used this body learn? He didn't know.

But this body is his now, and he finally managed to repair it.

"That's right." Amuro said with a smile.

Avi Creel's memory, isn't there a problem with it?

He said that in his memory, he studied for three years, and he didn't know if he had studied before......

Doesn't that mean...... Doesn't he have a memory of the past?

If you have amnesia, how long ago did you lose your memory?

If you let the other party recover their memory, will it be better to use it?

"Do you want to try it? Shall I feed you? The boy suddenly looked at Amuro expectantly.

Amuro could see in the other party's expression that he was eager to try.

As if he was interested in feeding him with his own hands.

“…… No, I'm not a big fan of sweets. He smiled and waved his hand.

"That's right...... So what do you like to eat? The boy was lost for a moment, but quickly regained his senses.

Whatever Brother Tou wants to eat, he can do it.

"I don't have any preference for food, I can eat it, after all, ......," the blonde man said, his eyes sinking suddenly.

"You know, the members of the organization don't care about that, as long as they don't starve to death." With a rich dark aura.

"But everyone else has their own preferences, Shiho likes peanut butter and blueberry jam sandwiches, Akemi likes miso soup, Uncle Vodka likes barbecue, and Papa only eats medium-rare steaks......" Aito pinched his fingers and enumerated the preferences of the others.

"Ahh And myself! Love dessert! He added as if he had suddenly remembered.

"Brother Tou, don't you have any preference at all?" He looked at Amuro with a puzzled tone.

"How do you know what they like?" Amuro couldn't help but ask as he listened to the bunch of so-called preferences listed by the other party.

Why...... Would Avi Clear remember in such detail?

"Isn't that what a family should do?" The boy asked rhetorically, puzzled by his question.

Remember what your family likes, what you hate, and what you like to talk about......

Isn't it all supposed to be done?

Only in this way can the relationship with your family get better and better.

It's so good that they are willing to become paper figures and stay after they die.

Well, you will be good to everyone after you die.

"Yes." Amuro murmured with an unknown meaning.

"Then let's assume I like hot dogs." Said with a smile.

"I remember!" Aitto nodded earnestly.

Brother Tou likes to eat hot dogs.

"By the way, I may need your help with what you said about making friends." Aitto said suddenly.

"Help?" Amuro said in a puzzled tone.

Avi Clear ...... Haven't you ever gotten along with your peers?

"As long as you treat them with the same attitude as your family, you will have a lot of friends." Amuro said.

Avi Crell's serious attitude towards the so-called family, when applied to making friends, will definitely become the king of popularity.

"But they're not family." The white-haired boy tilted his head.

"Family is family, friends are friends, and strangers are strangers."

"You can't treat your friends with the same attitude as your family, and you can't treat your family with the same attitude you have with your friends."

But it seems that normal people should indeed have friends.

When a friend dies, will he be willing to stay with him forever?

"Will my friends be with me forever? Brother Tou, do you have any friends? The white-haired boy's tone was genuinely confused.

"No one can be with a person forever." The blonde man's voice was low.

"I don't have any friends, you just have to act like you're friends with them, and that's enough." He said this in a cold tone.

Aitto's eyes blinked under his sunglasses.

Can no one stay with someone forever? Not really.

As long as the other person can't leave, it's fine.

Just like he couldn't leave that room when his legs were broken.

It's just that then his leg healed, so he left.

And their own families......

As long as they want to.

The souls after death belong to themselves, and the bodies they use are also provided by themselves, and without themselves they are completely immobile, or even non-existent, so that they will never leave.

From body to soul, it all belonged to Ato alone.

"I see." The white-haired teenager responded with a well-behaved smile.