Anime Crossover: About How I Spoiled an Angel

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Su Qing couldn't help but overthink.

He's always had a question.

That is, [hyperthymesia] theoretically means that one can remember everything from birth to the present.

But all his memories can only be traced back to the day he was abandoned by his biological parents.

He can't remember his parents' faces or names, and he doesn't even remember his own original name.

This is problematic, as if a segment of a memory has been forcibly erased, leaving something missing.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Su Qing gritted his teeth. The door wasn't locked, and he quickly entered the room.

It was the same familiar layout he remembered; he had been here before, back when Mahiru fell ill.

What was different was that the Pikachu plush toy he had given to the girl was neatly arranged by the bedside and was very clean.

It seems the owner cherishes its existence.

Then, with a sudden focus, Mahiru's signature hair appeared in Su Qing's world.

A moment later, Su Qing appeared dazed, the chill in her eyes melting away as if it had met the blazing sun.

Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief, her heart skipping a beat after a long time.

[You're still here.]

[very nice……]

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Chapter 336 Private Space

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Mahiru was wearing headphones; I don't know what brand they were, but I imagine the noise cancellation was pretty good.

In the quiet room, the only sound was the faint friction of the pen against the tablet.

Clearly, she was completely absorbed in her painting, oblivious to the passage of time and all external distractions, as if she were the only person in the world and the task at hand.

This is called "flow".

But suddenly, a great wind arose in the world.

It was abrupt and fleeting, like an illusion.

Mahiru put down her pen. She hadn't finished drawing yet, but as if she had thought of some possibility, she turned around and met Su Qing, who was standing by the door.

And a pair of dark eyes, flowing like a rushing river, conveying an emotion called peace of mind.

But beneath the riverbed, unseen by others, lie reefs still bearing traces of worry and lingering fear, silently enduring the erosion of the water.

"I'm sorry, but since there was no response when I rang the doorbell and called your name in the living room, I just barged into your room."

Su Qing remained standing in the same spot, showing no intention of coming in.

"I... I should be the one apologizing. I didn't hear you calling me and made you worry."

Mahiru said with some self-reproach, then noticed that Su Qing hadn't come in yet. She tilted her head slightly and asked curiously:

"Um...why don't you come in? Is there something strange in my room?"

"If it's convenient, I'll come in."

Su Qing said as she walked.

"Hey? You're acting a bit strange. You came into my room when we first met, but now that we're together, you're hesitant to come in?"

Mahiru asked with a smile, as if she had discovered something interesting.

"That time it was out of necessity, it doesn't count."

Closing the door means you don't want to be disturbed while you're doing what you're doing.

This has nothing to do with whether we are together or not.

Besides, the room is your private space, so no one should enter without your permission, right?

Su Qing said slowly, and from Mahiru's perspective, those eyes were so bright they seemed to be shining.

People need to have boundaries, but as Su Qing said, it's more appropriate to describe this as "private space".

Demanding that one's spouse "share everything" is essentially nothing more than one party's self-gratification and exploitation based on their own weak sense of security.

Moreover, that's something that can't be done.

Therefore, out of respect for Mahiru's feelings, Su Qing stopped at the door and only entered after receiving her permission.

"But you... are not just anyone."

Mahiru sat in the chair, head down, quickly glanced up at Su Qing before looking down again, and said in a low and serious voice.

"Even if it's not someone else, it's still not okay. No one is happy to interrupt someone who is concentrating on something, so I have to apologize to you."

Su Qing lowered her eyes, feeling a flutter in her heart for the first time.

Even so, he shouldn't lose his composure.

My condition just now... was so strange.

But this can't really be blamed on Su Qing.

In the past, he had nothing, so he could think of nothing.

Now it seems like I have everything.

The more you have, the more you think.

Are you lecturing me?

Mahiru seemed very unhappy with these words; when she raised her eyes, her face was full of awkward emotions.

"Of course I know all that... but you can't apologize to me anymore, because it was my fault for not replying to you. You didn't do anything wrong."

If you apologize again, I'll feel really guilty.

Mahiru said in a very willful manner.

The girl frowned slightly, her bright eyes staring directly at Su Qing without a hint of joking.

Su Qing didn't say anything, but stepped forward and smoothed the long hair behind him.

He didn't look at the things on Mahiru's table and wasn't quite sure why the other person's hair was messy and they hadn't had time to fix it.

"Angry?"

Mahiru turned her head away and stared at Su Qing, asking.

"Huh? Why do you say that?"

Su Qing was slightly surprised and asked in return.

He probably didn't do anything special, right?

"If you're not angry, why...don't you touch me?"

Mahiru's voice had a gentle quality unique to girls from southern China, but when she said the last three words, it was as if she had used up all her strength, and she spoke them somewhat hurriedly and wearily.

"here?"

Su Qing almost instinctively touched that round head.

Although he had touched Kamakura just over an hour ago, he had washed his hands, otherwise he wouldn't have touched her hair.

Perhaps for him, that was one of the most beautiful things in the world...

"You know perfectly well, don't you?"

Mahiru closed her eyes and began to enjoy herself, humming an unknown tune.

Relaxing and enjoyable.

After studying painting for so long, what's wrong with relaxing a little and rewarding yourself?

How would I know if you didn't tell me?

Su Qing smiled and asked a question in return.

It's clear that he's still trying to get Mahiru to say "I want to..." because he doesn't want her to keep things bottled up inside.

You can probably guess that this girl, who has been living alone for nearly ten years, has always done this.

However, this is actually a kind of capricious and arrogant tolerance.

But it also shows affection for the girl.

If I tell you, will you fulfill all my requests?

Upon hearing this, Mahiru immediately realized something, opened her eyes, and stared at Su Qing with wide eyes.

"I'm not God or Santa Claus, so even if I said it would all come true, no one would believe me."

Su Qing didn't exaggerate and agreed immediately; there's a limit to boasting.

Unless the lung fog system can be upgraded on the spot.

But that's still pretty scary, so let's forget about it.

He still prefers to rely on himself.

"Hey, I won't make any outrageous requests. I think you should be able to do it, so why can't you agree to this?"

Mahiru's delicate and soft voice lingered in Su Qing's ears.

He looked down.

The girl's lips were so soft, and her eyes were so bright, like the moon reflected in the water.

"No, even if I could do it, it depends on whether I'm capable of doing it."

Su Qing refused without hesitation, her refusal was both decisive and straightforward.

"Ehhhh?"

Mahiru was probably not satisfied with the answer. She tilted her head back, her cheeks puffing out like balloons.

"If that's the case, it seems pointless to say it out loud?"

"It's useful. I find it quite interesting to listen to you talk."

"Does that mean you're making fun of me?"

"No, it means you have a nice voice and I like listening to you talk."

Su Qing didn't ruffle Mahiru's hair for too long, as it would easily become messy, even though the other person was very reluctant to see him leave without permission.

Who knows, this might be Mahiru's "struff"?

Even if you praise me like this, I won't give up making some potentially unreasonable requests.

Mahiru was a little embarrassed by the compliment; as far as she could remember, this was the first time Su Qing had said her voice was nice.

Is it really that good?

Because of her shyness, Mahiru herself felt somewhat insecure.

What do you mean by "potentially excessive demands"?

Based on experience, the other party's excessive remarks were actually quite cute, so Su Qing didn't care.

"...You'll find out later."

For some reason, Mahiru's fair face instantly turned bright red.

Perhaps she's thinking of something strange?

"Okay, is there anything you want me to do now?"

Su Qing thought to herself, "The future is the future, so let's talk about it later."

Speaking of which... this is going too far, it can't be some strange request, right?

"Hmm...now? It seems there really is."