I transmigrated.
That’s the good news.
The bad news is...
I seem to have transmigrated into a supernatural creature.
And the even worse news is:
The hunter girls in this world draw their swords the moment they see a supernatural creature.
“Wait! Let’s get to know each other first!”
“...”
“What’s your name?”
She drew her sword.
“I’m Qi Sui.”
She drew her sword.
“You know, this really isn’t playing fair.”
She still drew her sword.
And so, from the very beginning, my relationship with Lin Zhaoxue was crystal clear.
I ran.
She chased.
Then, at some point, she stopped just chasing me down to cut me apart.
She would eat with me.
She would help conceal my whereabouts.
She would stand by my side when I was in danger.
She even remembered all those Earth jokes of mine that she couldn’t understand at all.
It’s just...
It seemed she realized something before I did.
The “me” who occasionally woke up inside my body was becoming more and more frequent.
She wasn’t like me.
She didn’t get scared.
She wasn’t willful.
She didn’t make mistakes.
She didn’t secretly get happy over something Lin Zhaoxue said.
She simply told me quietly:
“Become a stable anchor.”
As time went on, I gradually forgot where I came from.
Forgot what I had said.
Forgot why I liked those strange jokes.
Then one day, Lin Zhaoxue stood before me.
Awkwardly, she told a joke I used to love, just as I once had.
But I only looked at her.
“...That’s not funny.”
She was silent for a long time.
Then she said:
“You used to laugh.”
In that moment, I realized for the first time:
Maybe what was truly disappearing...
Wasn’t my memories.
