Chapter 537

Just as Lu Wushuang was stunned by the East Island Sword Saint who suddenly appeared before her and used a move of authentic Taiji Fist.

On the other side, inside a shop near Nanao's home.

Miyoshi Ryota leaned against the doorway, having already drawn both his katanas, monitoring the movement outside the door with full concentration.

Nanao was sitting at the table, quickly flipping through the account book. After just a moment, she stopped her movements, carefully looked at one of the pages, and then let out a long sigh.

"Found it."

Miyoshi Ryota turned to look over.

"When?"

Nanao responded in a low voice.

"The very day I left."

"The Shinto people were extremely meticulous; not only did they erase the memories, but they even disguised the account books. But there is one point they could not change."

She pointed to the numbers in the account book.

"Goods."

"Many nearby merchants supplied my family. The smaller the shop, the more they relied on my family. For example, food was supplied daily, so it had to be ordered one day in advance."

"But starting from this day, the food left over in this shop was significantly more than before, until three days later when the shopkeeper modified the quantity of goods ordered, and it stabilized."

Miyoshi Ryota suddenly understood.

"I understand."

"Although Shinto can modify memories and traces directly related to your family, they lack the power to do so within the overly vast scope of 'only indirectly related'."

"The shopkeeper's memory was modified, but the goods he ordered according to your family's consumption the day before were delivered on time, yet were left over because of your family's disappearance—until the shopkeeper discovered this and modified the order quantity."

Nanao nodded.

"That's right."

"The day after I left, the shop's goods were left over, but the shopkeeper only modified the order quantity and processed those goods three days later—this means that from that time on, the shopkeeper's memory had already been modified."

"The very night I left."

Nanao closed the account book.

"So... the disappearance of my family really was because of my running away... It was my fault..."

She habitually wanted to shed tears, but for the first time, she forcibly stopped the urge to cry—she understood that from now on, no one would pay for her tears anymore.

No matter how many tears, they would have to wait until after rescuing her family from the hands of Shinto.

Nanao, who had traveled all the way with Li Miao and seen thousands of corpses without becoming strong, changed almost overnight.

Miyoshi Ryota just wanted to speak to comfort her, but was interrupted by her.

"Alright, back to the point."

"I noticed a situation—look here."

She reached out and pointed to a place in the account book.

"This name is the family that was married to my family... which is the reason I ran away from home."

"This family lived some distance from my home, and this shop rarely supplied them. And looking at this quantity, it should be that the family came here and bought some things to take home."

Miyoshi Ryota walked over to look.

"Eh?"

"This date... is many days after your family disappeared."

Nanao nodded.

"That's right."

"As far as I know, this family had no relatives or business in this area other than my family, so coming here was likely to look for my family."

"But by then my family had already disappeared, so after asking around to no avail, he bought some things on his way out."

Miyoshi Ryota was suddenly stunned.

"He... was not memory-erased!"

"They still remember your family!"