"You... and me? Are we a paradox?"
Mo first stared fixedly at Lady Night in front of him for a while, then raised his hand to gently rub his temple, closed his eyes and let out a long breath, smiling bitterly as he softly said, "Apologies, even though it was I who raised the question... it seems that I'm really struggling to keep up here."
Lady Night yawned, took off her school uniform jacket and tied it around her waist, smiled with a careless demeanor as she propped up her cheek and said, "It's normal. Although you are 'you' no matter what, the 'you' standing before me right now couldn't possibly comprehend many things, even if you rack your brain. But this isn't necessarily a bad thing."
"The more you know, the more dangerous it is?"
Mo furrowed his brows, subconsciously voicing his suspicion: "Could it be that 'I' made me lose my memory to protect myself as a paradox with you, Lady Night?"
