Am I Actually a Pervert?

Diya's voice came to an abrupt stop as she stared blankly at Yaxiu. Before coming here to hold him to account, she had considered many possibilities: perhaps Yaxiu was intentionally trying to please Sword Princess and ignoring her, or perhaps he had banged up his head during the six-winged trial. But she had never imagined a development like this—it was like accusing your partner of neglecting you when you were sick, only for them to whip out a terminal illness diagnosis in response. "...When did this happen?" the Witch asked blankly. "Yesterday, when I went to Hell," Yaxiu said. "I forgot how I met you, how we grew close, what happened between us, what good memories we shared... I've forgotten all of it. I can't find even the faintest trace of it. "Last night when I returned from Hell and opened my eyes to see you acting cute, to me, it was actually our very first meeting," he said with a smile. "I don't know whether it was better or worse compared to when we first met." Diya stammered, somewhat incoherently, "B-but... why would you... why me..." Yaxiu fell silent for a moment before speaking softly, "I believe Black Demon approaching you means I must have truly hurt you. But you were still willing to tell me on your own instead of hiding it, so I shouldn't hide this from you either. "Right now, I've lost about seventy-five percent of my memories. It isn't just you—I've forgotten Weise and Vichy as well." Diya caught on immediately. "The Senluo Divine Battle?" Partway through the Senluo Divine Battle, Yaxiu had suddenly unleashed incredible power, single-handedly blowing apart three descending God-Leaders; everyone knew he must have used some kind of trump card. It was just that Yaxiu had never mentioned it, and because he had been recuperating ever since, they had put the matter aside. In any case, if it could be spoken of, Yaxiu would surely confess on his own—everyone knew he wasn't the type who could keep a secret, so if he was unwilling to talk, pressuring him would be futile anyway. "The price I paid that time was forgetting Weise." Yaxiu shrugged. "Still, it was all worth it, wasn't it?" "Why didn't you tell us?!" Diya sat up straight, angry yet heartbroken. "How could you squander yourself like this? You belong to us! You're misusing our shared property without permission!" Yaxiu paused, thinking that Lisidiya truly lived up to being the Yisu Empress—he really hadn't anticipated this line of objectification; the highest lamppost in Nabistin definitely belonged to her. "Naturally, it's because I need to guard my secrets. In case you all band together in the future to rebel against me, I'll use this trump card to beat you all into submission and take you into my harem day and night." Yaxiu blinked. "In any case, it certainly wasn't out of worry that you'd blame yourselves." Diya bit her lower lip as she looked at him, then suddenly threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. Soft, tender, passionate. The two entangled silently in the dark, until nothing remained but shallow, hurried gasps and the cult leader pinned beneath the empress. "You're clearly the one who broke his promise..." Diya lay across him, speaking with an aggrieved pout, "but how am I supposed to hate you when you're like this?" "Don't tell the others," Yaxiu said. "Especially Sword Princess... We're about to go on a trip, so let's not ruin the mood on my account." "Sword Princess, Sword Princess—she's all you think about!" Diya thumped his chest resentfully, unable to suppress a wave of indignation. "Why is it that you only forgot us and didn't forget Sword Princess? It's not fair!" "That wasn't up to me." Yaxiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reined in his mood, gathered Diya tightly into his embrace, and said earnestly, "I'm sorry." Diya squirmed displeasedly for a bit, but after a moment she went quiet and asked softly, "Then... will you keep squandering your memories in the future?" "No. Did you forget? Our next enemy is the Divine Lord of Stars. That's not an enemy I can defeat just by burning memories; all I can rely on is you guys." Yaxiu chuckled. "So if I fail to become a Sorcery Supreme, it'll definitely be because you all didn't work hard enough." "I think you just refused to burn Sword Princess's memories," Diya said, puffing out her cheeks. "If it's seventy-five percent either way, why couldn't you burn seventy-five percent of all our shared memories instead of burning us away completely and keeping only Sword Princess?" Yaxiu blinked. "By the way, what was that promise I forgot?" "I see right through you! Whenever you can't explain your favoritism toward Sword Princess, you change the subject!" Diya curled her lip. "Forget the promise if you forgot it. Anyway, now that you've forgotten us, you only have Sword Princess in your heart." "How could that be okay? If I promised something, I'll definitely keep it!" Yaxiu said with righteous conviction. "Since I was willing to make a promise, it must be something I hoped from the bottom of my heart to fulfill. Just do me a favor and tell me what wonderful wish I forgot, all right?" Diya let out a feigned angry huff, though the last trace of resentment in her heart had already vanished like smoke. Fidgeting slightly, she said, "I'll tell you after we defeat the Divine Lord of Stars. But you have to promise me: no matter what promise I say it is, you have to do it!" Yaxiu blinked. "Well, that..." Diya bared her teeth at once, her voice bursting out in a duplex chord: "What, you're not willing?!" "Even without a promise, if you ask something of me, would I ever refuse?" Yaxiu smiled. "I just thought that if the promise could be fulfilled during these two months, we could create wonderful memories. After all, I've forgotten everything and urgently need new memories to fill the void." "No, I want to save this promise for the future!" Diya paused, her intellect reclaiming the high ground as she asked in puzzlement, "Come to think of it, if you had already forgotten me last night, why... would you still like me? "And not just me—I couldn't tell that you'd forgotten Weise and Vichy, either. You've always treated them like lovers. I still remember how, right after the Senluo Divine Battle ended, you were intimate with Weise for a long time..." She stared straight at Yaxiu, her expression shocked. "Could it be... as long as someone's a beauty, you treat them as your lover? Even a trash can isn't that indiscriminate!" "I only lost my memories, not my feelings for you," Yaxiu said exasperatedly. "It's like writing on a piece of paper and erasing it. Even though it's a blank sheet again, the indentations remain. I may have forgotten you, but from the moment I lay eyes on you, my feelings for you come welling up." "What feelings?" "I can't really say for sure." Yaxiu thought about it. "If I had to describe it... Vichy is intoxicating, Weise is etched into my very bones, and you are essential. "Holding you gives me a deep sense of peace. Not even Sword Princess gives me that feeling... It's as if only where you are can truly be home to me." Diya felt sweet inside and a little bashful. Changing the subject, she asked, "Have you told anyone else about this?" "No, you're the first to know. Weise has probably guessed it, though, and Vichy might have noticed something too." Yaxiu let out a breath. "Now that I've come clean, there's something I want to ask you as well." "What is it?" "With Vichy and Weise, even though I've forgotten them, through spending time with them I can still tell they're my intimate lovers." Yaxiu's tone turned somewhat conflicted. "But you... "When I went to sleep holding you, you looked like a little girl and called me Daddy. After waking up, you turned into a teenage girl and still called me Daddy, but the way we interact is clearly as lovers, and nobody else seems surprised at all, which shows everyone recognizes us as lovers. "So..." Yaxiu asked with great difficulty, "Am I actually a pervert?"