The comments section all think I'm a really good person.

Qian Shi didn't want to answer her, but bound by the dream, the answer slipped out unconsciously:

"This connection can only be maintained for less than four days. After four days, Kita Kirihara will die."

After she finished speaking, her eyes widened in surprise, then turned to understanding.

Shiori Hachiya changed her usual way of doing things.

In the past, dream weavers would never use this authority to oppress the people in their dreams.

But she broke this rule, seemingly determined to break it completely.

"And you?" Shiori Hachiya asked, feeling a sharp pain as blood began to flow from her chest.

The core of her mind, which she herself had modified... was resisting this approach.

This approach is not at all like a dream weaver.

"It was probably on the morning of the fifth day. But I had countless chances to start over, but she didn't."

“You have killed many people. I have seen many fragments of memories, blood and hatred, and countless obsessions in other people’s dreams... You are an evil person.”

She saw far more than that, and knew just how much sin this seemingly delicate and innocent child was burdened with.

the wicked.

He could absolutely be classified as a villain.

But she is a hero who would never kill.

Shiori Hachiya paused to catch her breath halfway through her story before continuing.

Qian Shi merely scoffed, "Didn't you already know? Why are you pretending to be a good person now?"

She was so close to Shiori Hachitani that even in a dream, she could still smell Shiori's pleasant fragrance.

You can also hear the crisp sound of Shiori Hachiya's heart core gradually shattering.

"Hey, Dream Weaver, are you going to kill me for the greater good?" she asked. "If you kill me here, my cycle of reincarnation will end, and the Association will too..."

However, Shiori Hachiya simply interrupted her.

"Ah..." The Dream Weaver smiled apologetically, "That's exactly right."

She will kill Chise here.

Long ago, Shiori Hachiya chose to modify the core of her soul in order to bind herself.

She doesn't kill people because once the Dream Weaver kills, it becomes the most terrifying nightmare.

but……

“I’m about to die, and I’ll never be a hero again, so it doesn’t matter.” She lowered her eyes, pinched Qian Shi’s heart core, and placed a steady kiss on Qian Shi’s brow. “But you, you can’t go on like this anymore.”

You will completely turn into a monster.

By then, you won't remember me at all, and I won't be able to come looking for you anymore.

"Sleep now," she said gently, "Little Chiyo. I'll sing you again when you wake up."

In the dream world, Kita Kiri Chiyo was unable to resist Hachiya Shiori's abilities.

However, she did have a backup plan.

Throughout her long cycle of reincarnation, she has acquired countless abilities, including some mental ones.

While not as powerful as Shiori Hachiya, she still possesses the ability to protect herself in this situation.

Moreover, this body's ability is soul repair.

She won't simply disappear; at most, she'll just be asleep for a while.

All Shiori Hachiya did was temporarily delay Kita Kirihara's death and slightly hinder her plans.

Qian Shi's vision blurred, and the image of the Dream Weaver who had killed her gradually became indistinct.

Then, the vague and worn-out image, almost forgotten, overlapped.

【Huh...? A thousand lifetimes? So you already existed in this timeline?】

【Okay, since there aren't many acquaintances in my dreams at this time, why don't you come listen to me sing! Hehe, this is Bee Valley's solo concert; you'll probably be the first person ever to hear it.】

[Oh? At this time, Chise was still a very shy child.]

[It's a promise, after you're reincarnated, I'll find you and continue playing with you. If you do something stupid? Hmm... I'll correct you.]

Of course, this is on the premise that...

Do you still remember me (in my dream)?

..

On the sixth night, Shiori Hachiya was unable to sit up in bed.

She didn't really want to continue entering the dream world, and didn't eat a single grain of rice all day.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, she struggled to turn over and reached for her phone on the bedside table.

Then, I called my mom, whom I hadn't contacted in a long time.

"Hello—" The middle-aged woman's voice on the other end didn't recognize Shiori Hachiya's new number. At first, she thought someone had dialed the wrong number. "Who is it? I'll hang up if you don't answer."

Shiori Hachiya's already dim pupils reflected the light from her phone screen.

Even though my vision was already blurry, I managed to dial my mom's number successfully because I had set it as a shortcut.

To make matters better, Mom didn't change her number either.

A few years ago, Shiori Hachiya had a big fight with her mother over her future career plans, and then moved out of her rural hometown and stayed in Tokyo by herself.

We haven't been in contact for a while, and after becoming a hero, he completely gave up on contacting her. He even asked the tower to block the information so that his mother wouldn't be found.

Years later, this was the first time Shiori Hachiya had ever called her mother on her own initiative.

The call connected, but she couldn't say anything.

Just as the opponent was about to be eliminated, Shiori Hachiya finally spoke up: "Damn mom..."

"...Shiori?" Hachiya's mother was startled, recognizing the hoarse, weak voice as her disobedient little brat. Overjoyed, she couldn't help but raise her voice in anger, "Oh? So the big star knows how to call home now? Anyone who didn't know better would think it was some scam call..."

A sobbing sound came from the other end of the phone, and Bee Valley's mother's sarcastic voice immediately lowered.

"What? Did someone bully you in Tokyo? I knew it was your personality..."

"My favorite soap fell into the toilet, boohoo... No one who likes me will buy me another one... Work is so busy, I can't sleep all day, and my hair is still falling out... I want to eat natto cake..."

She cried and made incoherent complaints.

Honeybee Mom sighed, "You child, I told you to come home if you had anything to do, but you insisted on holding on. Now you can't take it anymore... Hey?"

The voice on the other end of the phone grew weaker and weaker.

Finally, only weak breathing and Shiori Hachiya's small, animal-like whimpers remained:

"...I don't want to be a hero anymore...I want to go home, Mom."

181. BeeValley Idol is a Legend

When Shiori Hachiya woke up again, she felt a makeup brush gently sweeping across her face.

Shiori Hachiya, who thought she was dead: ?

She opened her eyes, and what greeted her was—

"Don't move yet, Miss Hachiya."

It was Nana Oba's voice, coming from right in front of me.

The other person spoke softly, supporting Shiori Hachiya's face with one hand, and continued to focus on applying makeup to her.

Oh, oh, oh, oh...so close!

Shiori Hachiya saw the face of the stage girl appear before her.

I already knew that Nana Oba was very beautiful, but being looked at so closely by her, with her clear, bright green eyes on my face, I still felt inexplicably shy.

more importantly……

Why is Banana in the dream realm? Wait...

This feels like my own home.

Realizing belatedly that this was reality, and not the dream world she had imagined, Shiori Hachiya subconsciously gasped.

He's not dead yet?

"……I'm alive?"

An overwhelming sense of ecstasy washed over her. She had been prepared to die, but in the end, fear overwhelmed her and she called her mother.

Looking back now, I realize that if I had really died, my stinky mom would have been very sad.

Shiori Hachiya was on the verge of tears.

But... isn't this perspective a bit strange?

Shiori Hachiya felt that her line of sight was at a strange height.

I feel like someone is touching me... Huh?

Before she could react, she heard Sayaka Miki's voice from not far away: "Banana, don't put makeup on Hachiya-san's head yet, it's almost time... I've finished sewing it up here, please hand it over."

Shiori Hachiya: ...?

Immediately afterwards, she saw Nana Oba apologize to her, saying, "I'm sorry, Hachiya-san... you're dead."

Then, Nana Oba handed over Shiori Hachiya's head and placed it on Sayaka Miki, whose body was being stitched up.

Shiori Hachiya's body was torn apart by that T-shaped mark.

When Nana Ohba and Sayaka Miki arrived, Shiori Hachiya, who was human, had already stopped breathing and her body was cold.

But it was that T-shaped mark that kept her soul nailed to this body, so that she would not be forcibly taken away by the dream world until the stage of Shiori Hachiya's life came to an end.

She can still move around in this body, but she has already transcended the realm of humanity; to be precise... she is just a dead person whose soul continues to reside in the body.

In other words, they are zombies.