"But I understand your feelings."
Ash placed Sonia's feet on his thighs and naturally helped her untie her shoelaces and take off her boots: "Just like you are jealous of Freya, I am actually a little jealous of you, Sword Princess."
"I'm not jealous." Sonia said sullenly. When Ash took off her white socks, she felt ashamed for some reason. She curled up her toes subconsciously, turned her head away and emphasized again: "No!"
"Then I'm jealous of you, okay?" Ash said with a smile, "Do you remember that I lost my memory several times in the past six months? First it was Vichy, then Visser, and finally Diya... I forgot you one by one."
"The thing I'm most thankful for is that I never forgot you. Maybe it was because Death Maniac took special care of us. She saved the memory of you for last, just like saving the most delicious cake for last... But until I sold the last piece of my heart, she didn't take away the memory of you. I never forgot you for a moment."
"Thinking about it carefully, she probably wanted to try it out. If I forget about the witches and they only remember you, will I end up liking only you?"
Sonia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she lowered her head and remained silent.
"But just like a piece of paper full of words, even if you wipe it clean, there will still be traces of feelings left." Ash said in a light voice: "Even if I lose my memory, I still fall in love with them again."
“… It’s a good thing you fell in love with them again.” Sonia said softly, “If your feelings for them couldn’t even overcome something as trivial as amnesia, they wouldn’t have gone through heaven with me to save you.”
“So I kind of regret it now.”
Sonia looked at Ash in confusion, only to see the man blinking his eyes: "I regret why I didn't forget you."
"… ah?"
"Don't you understand? This way I will never be able to hold my head up in front of you!" Ash said with a look of deep sorrow: "You have tried to fall in love with me again after losing your memory, but I have never tried to fall in love with you again after losing my memory. To use an exam as an analogy, it's like we were both doing the same test paper before and both had the same score, but now because you, Sword Princess, did an extra question on the amnesia test and I didn't, your total score will always be higher than mine. Even if you say you love me more, I can't refute you! If we quarrel in the future, you just need to take out this trump card, and I will have to swallow my anger even if you are unreasonable!"
He concluded seriously: "Because I didn't forget you, Sword Princess, I'm at a big loss now!"
"I won't be unreasonable... No, even if there was no amnesia question, my score would always be higher than yours!"
"No way, this is a two-person cooperative exam, how is it possible that your score is higher than mine?"
"Because I am indeed taking the exam in pairs, but you are taking the exam in pairs, in pairs, in pairs, in pairs, in pairs, in pairs—"
"Wait, there are not ten people!" Ash interrupted Sonia's chanting, but after thinking for a moment, his tone became hesitant: "There shouldn't be ten people..."
Sonia bit her lower lip lightly, and did not take the opportunity to complain about him. She changed the subject: "You don't need to prove how much you love me. You have done so much for me. The one who really needs proof is—"
“It’s not just for proof.”
Ash took Sonia's hand and interlocked their fingers. He looked at her with twinkling eyes and smiled: "I regret more that I didn't like you twice."
"Don't you often have this thought when you read a good book? "I wish I had amnesia, so I could read this book again"..." He looked longing: "If I had amnesia, I could get to know you again, introduce myself to you again, get to know you again, and fall hopelessly in love with you again... I really want to fall in love with you again!"
"In other words, now that you've finished reading my book, you feel bored and tired of it?" Sonia asked calmly.
Ash was stunned, and his whole body froze. His mind was working at full speed at this moment, trying to find a perfect answer to this situation. His eyes kept wandering, as if he hoped that a god would jump out of the corner of the room so that he could beat it up and divert the conflict. After racking his brains and thinking carefully, he chose to surrender: "Forget it, just get angry, don't go through the process. I finally came up with such a good love talk in a hurry, but it didn't work to coax you. It seems that I don't have the talent to be a scumbag..."
The corners of Sonya's mouth twitched but she still tried to hold back her smile. Seeing Ash turning his head away in autism, she felt angry and amused at the same time and went over to hug him, saying, "Be good and be confident. You are the supreme sorcerer of the Veela faction and the number one scumbag in the Seventh Heaven. If anyone dares not to admit this, I will be the first one to disagree!"
"It's too late to please me now. I'm very angry and the consequences will be serious. The worst case scenario is that I will ignore you for an hour!"
"So what do you want?"
"You said sweet words to comfort me." Ash blinked, "You haven't done today's daily tasks yet, and it's almost midnight now."
"I didn't say it every day before." Sonia replied unhappily, but facing Ash's expectant eyes, she still hugged Ash's neck affectionately, buried her head in his neck, and spoke in a gentle and firm tone:
"I will never make you worry again, and I will never make you sad again."
"You speak worse than I do," Ash commented sharply, "You don't have any talent in this area!"
"Then I will—"
"So if you want to say it every day, I will make up for it with quantity. I will just listen to your sweet words every day." Ash said seriously, "Don't be discouraged. One day, your magician manual will be filled with your sweet words!"
"Is this your latest way of torturing people? You won't let them go even after they die, and you replace the magician's manuals of others with something unsightly after they die?"
"That's a good idea. If I can activate the Book of Time to modify the magician's manual in the future, I will indicate in your magician's manual that you actually fell in love with me at first sight, and you were the one who confessed your love and proposed to me. I have always been a pitiful and weak little Lala-"
“Go to hell!”
The two of them played around on the bed, and when they stopped, Ash was on top of Sonia. He blinked his eyes and leaned over to kiss Sword Princess.
Tender, sweet, soft.
As the first kiss between the two after being apart for several days and being in a coma for several days, it was just the right amount of comfortable, allowing longing and love to fully ferment between their lips into an intoxicating wine, but not letting lust overwhelm their reason too early.
“Don’t blame yourself.”
Ash said softly, "If we use the performance after amnesia to judge the degree of love, then my performance is probably worse than Vichy's. After all, Vichy can still sense my existence, and I probably can't remember that I ever had a lover after losing my memory. As long as you don't appear in front of me, I will never believe that I have such a good lover. In fact, now I occasionally wonder if I am dreaming. Is it possible that I have been swallowed by Ouroboros and now is actually fantasy time."
"Not only 'such a good lover', but also 'so many lovers'." Sonia glanced at him and said, "I don't blame myself, I just feel that I lost, so I feel a little bit..."
"Not willing to give up?" Ash blinked and sighed, "Although love shouldn't have winners or losers, if you insist on proving who likes me more, I can't stop you from carrying out your beliefs..."
Although Ash spoke seriously, he couldn't hide the smug look on his face at all, and he looked like he was happy to see something happen. Sonia couldn't help but pinch his face, it was really infuriating.
"Even though you said that," Sonia suddenly said, "if we disappeared and you lost your memory, even if you couldn't remember us for a while, you would find out about us sooner or later, and you would definitely do everything you could to find us."
"Like you?" Ash laughed.
Sonia's eyes flickered, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a faint smile: "Just like me."
"You just asked me if I'm tired of your book. Actually, I want to ask you that." Ash said, "Although I seem to understand your book, I always feel fresh every time I read it. I feel like I can never finish it and I can never figure it out. On the contrary, I am a very easy to understand book. I often worry whether you will get tired of it."
"Although you are easy to understand, it's like a collection of jokes and stories. Every time I read it, I can smile. I never get tired of it no matter how many times I read it." Sonia smiled and said, "It's very happy and warm to read."
"You see, I can't guess what you're thinking again. It feels like you're praising me but also like you're saying bad things about me."
“Hehe.”
"I feel like my score is higher than yours," Ash said softly, lying on his side and hugging Sonia, "Because I like you more and more."
"Impossible." Sonia raised her chin and said proudly, "No matter how much you like me, I will always like you more!"
The two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. Ash covered his mouth and laughed, "It feels like a conversation between an idiot couple."
"You've lowered my IQ when I'm with you." Sonia blushed and complained, "I don't want to chat with you anymore."
"Okay, then let's not talk about it."
The two of them blocked each other's mouths in the most direct way. The friction between their clothes made a rustling sound. Their fingertips stroked across the smooth skin, and the plump and soft breasts pressed against the chest, sometimes like two fish swimming together, and sometimes like two snakes biting each other's tail. The wine glass on the bedside table swayed back and forth, and the temperature in the room rose quietly.