Chapter 582

The fountain spraying into the high sky shone with colorful brilliance under the illumination of the colorful spotlights, and even formed a rainbow below.

It's just a pity that the man and woman in the cabin were immersed in the wonderful feeling and had no time to watch this beautiful scenery that might change the plot.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

Akaso Kaze supported Curaçao's small head.

How come this girl had no strength left while kissing?

Akaso Kaze even thought she had recovered her memory.

As a result, when he looked up, she had dull eyes and was gasping for air.

"It's nothing, just, just a little dizzy~"

Curaçao gasped heavily.

Oh?

Is this oxygen deprivation from kissing?

Akaso Kaze curled the corners of his mouth.

This girl really has no experience; she actually held her breath while kissing.

Although she is not an ordinary person, after holding it for a long time, it is inevitable to be oxygen-deprived.

This is the first time Akaso Kaze has encountered a kiss to this extent.

This girl is truly stupidly cute.

"Akaso-san, I, I'm better now..."

Curaçao felt she had recovered and pouted her small mouth again.

Akaso Kaze laughed.

Although the girl's technique was lacking, she was willing to try.

That makes things easy.

"Come, I'll teach you. You have to do this, then this, and then this..."

The girl learned very quickly, and Akaso Kaze was also an experienced teacher; the teacher and student soon started a new round of communication.

The ten-plus minutes of the Ferris wheel were simply not enough, so they sat for another round.

【Ding, Curaçao has developed a favorable impression of you. Current favorability is 3.】

Inspector Megure's car stopped in the aquarium's parking lot.

Akaso Kaze walked over with Curaçao.

The girl was hanging on Akaso Kaze's arm like a koala.

"This, this is?"

Inspector Megure was a bit stunned.

As expected of Master Onmyoji, he even handled the Black Organization's number two, Rum.

If Akaso Kaze knew his thoughts, he would definitely slap him in the face.

Rum is a man, okay?

"Ah, this, she has amnesia. I'll go with you."

Since he kissed her, Akaso Kaze couldn't be irresponsible.

He decided to follow the girl to see the situation, hoping to help her recover her memory.

Then he would see what she chose for herself.

A woman walked past from the side, and hearing Akaso Kaze's words, she couldn't help but frown slightly.

She walked to a distance and pressed the button on her ear communicator: "Rum, it seems you have a bit of trouble. Curaçao has amnesia."

Vermouth turned off the communicator and looked at Akaso Kaze's back, her eyes flickering.

The organization's number two, Rum, versus Tokyo's strongest Onmyoji—I wonder who will come out on top?

Police Hospital.

The doctor pointed to the X-ray photo placed on the wall.

"The reason the patient lost her memory is that her head received a strong impact; there should be no doubt about this."

"But besides that, an extremely rare injury was discovered in the fornix area of her brain—it's this part."

"This doesn't look like an injury from last night's accident." Inspector Megure frowned.

"That's right, this is likely a congenital injury she was born with."

"Does it have anything to do with this amnesia?"

Hearing Takagi's inquiry, the doctor shook his head.

"It shouldn't have anything to do with the part that manages daily life."

"There is one more thing. During the examination, it was discovered that she has this in her right eye."

The doctor said, placing a stainless steel tray on the table.

In the tray was something like a black contact lens.

"What is this?" Takagi asked curiously.

"It looks like a contact lens."

"Yes, it is this colored contact lens that makes her pupil look black. This shouldn't have anything to do with her memory loss, but just in case, I'm letting you know."

"In addition, her right eye is transparent; this is a very rare type of eye."

"Transparent?"

The police in the room were all taken aback.

"Yes, the color of her iris is almost the same as the sclera on the outside of the eyeball, which causes the eye to look transparent," the doctor said.

"So it wasn't a prosthetic eye, then she isn't Rum." Inspector Megure frowned. "Then who could she be?" ===== CHAPTER 584 =====