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The god of injustice caressed her vulnerable spot, whispering a warning: "...Don't bite."

“What if I said I would bite?” Kita Kirihara’s smile was low, her dark red eyes fixed on Fuijin’s face. “You’ve really changed a lot… Saki.”

"Shut up."

That very night, Kita Kirihara broke free from the shackles of the name of injustice and joined another faction.

Once the vicious dog is freed from its cage, it will begin to devour its master.

Meanwhile, the name of the Unjust God also enjoyed this mischievous cat-and-mouse game, knowing that Kita Kirihara could not keep up with him forever simply by relying on the protection of the Silver Court.

until--

—The day Kita Kirihara died, and the world completely collapsed.

That desperate world has finally come to an end.

.

“…!” Koizumi Saki woke up with a start.

She sat up abruptly, her body covered in cold sweat.

...That dream...what exactly was it...?

Her breathing was slightly rapid, her chest heaving, and she still felt cold all over.

Then, realizing that he had moved a little too much, he turned around and saw that Kita Kirihara was still fast asleep, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

That's great... they didn't wake A-Yuan up.

Thanks to Shiori Hachiya's help, Kita Kirihara's life force wasn't completely stolen down to only half a month, but it was visibly weakened.

Saki Koizumi has been working tirelessly these past few days to prolong Kita Kirihara's life, but she is also consciously trying to stay by her lover's side as much as possible.

Even her actions during missions became much more violent. The Tower personnel were quite surprised to find that after being missing for a few short days, Koizumi Saki exhibited unusual irritability and aggression.

Saki Koizumi was unable to calm down.

She covered her forehead, wondering: Was it because Shiori Hachiya wasn't there that the nightmare invaded her dreams?

But... that shouldn't be the case.

Shiori Hachiya should exist in the dreams of all timelines.

Unless, in fact, this is not a nightmare.

Perhaps this is not a dream.

The logic of the dream was too clear. Saki Koizumi could clearly remember her inexplicable emotions, those strange desires and negative emotions that eroded her reason like poison, all of which felt too real.

So what exactly is it...?

Koizumi Saki's mood plummeted. She calmed her breathing and buried her doubts in her heart.

Kita Kirihara murmured in her sleep, and subconsciously turned her head to see her lover's unguarded face, more vulnerable than ever before.

It vaguely overlapped with the vicious dog in my dream.

Saki Koizumi was puzzled, yet felt her heart racing.

A Yuan...

She heard a voice whispering in her heart, shyly, longingly, persistently, and passionately calling Kita Kirihara's name.

"..." Koizumi Saki couldn't fall asleep again. She carefully lay back down next to Kita Kirihara and then stared at the ceiling with her eyes open all night.

...This dream is really strange.

It's like a parallel universe version of myself and A-Yuan.

she thinks.

188. New characters are observing.

Shiori Hachiya assists Kita Kirihara in sending a portion of Saki Koizumi's [things she should have known] into her mind through a dream.

That was what happened between the name of the god of the Unjust Lord's path and the North Cut Plain in a certain cycle.

Shiori Hachiya is the only character among countless world lines whose ending is fixed.

She can exist in any timeline, and because of this uniqueness, she can learn about events in other timelines through the penetration of dreams after entering them.

Therefore, aside from Kita Kirihara, [Future Shiori Hachiya] is the second person to have peeked into the script.

Because of the price she paid for reaching the second tier, she sacrificed her influence in the world. Any action that could affect the course of the world would be stopped or obscured by the world.

Even if you tell Koizumi Saki everything about the timeline in a dream, she will forget everything she heard because of this rule.

However, Saki Koizumi possessed certain privileges.

After all, she is the world's darling, the heroine destined by fate.

Dreaming of the mysterious, or having precognitive dreams, was something that was allowed to happen to Saki Koizumi.

After Shiori Hachiya performed the operation, she sent that crazy and repressed memory to Saki Koizumi.

Then, her consciousness was forcibly pulled back by her body, and she opened her eyes in the Silver Garden in a daze.

What came into view was the face of her current teammate, Sayaka Miki.

The blue-haired magical girl rested her hands on her knees, bent down, and leaned closer, her face showing concern: "Hachiya, are you alright? You don't look too good."

"...I never look well these days."

Shiori Hachiya opened her eyes and immediately started complaining. Looking at Sayaka Miki, who had been training intensely for seven or eight hours and still looked refreshed, she couldn't help but envy the magical girl's stamina. "Magic and such are so convenient..."

Sayaka Miki just laughed: "You don't sweat either, do you?"

"But I'll fall apart, I really will fall apart..." Shiori Hachiya couldn't help but sigh as she said this.

She was originally a high-intensity daily exercise queen, and before the Dream Weaver existed, nightmare-level training was commonplace for her.

Rather, in the cruel world of idols, there are countless idols of her caliber.

Only by working this hard can one survive in the industry.

Originally, after becoming a zombie, she didn't feel hungry or tired, and thought she could support training for a longer period of time.

But the body can still fall apart due to excessive exercise. Just now, my head flew off and my whole body was scattered on the ground. It was indeed a bit terrifying.

So she had to stop and rest.

During a break, Kita Kirihara used the Inner Demon Character Card to assign tasks. Since she had nothing else to do, while waiting for her body to be pieced back together, she tried using her abilities, which had now been elevated to another level.

She felt completely at ease in the dream world, even more so than before. However, her ability to traverse dream time was temporarily unavailable due to the constraints of her physical body.

Then, the dream was implanted into Saki Koizumi's mind.

After advancing, Shiori Hachiya can now easily infiltrate the dream world of the god, unlike before when she was blocked from entering without permission.

The task of Kita Kirihara was completed very easily, and Shiori Hachiya's body was also restored by Sayaka Miki.

In the dance training room set up in the Starlight Hall, she and Sayaka Miki had already begun preparations for their first street performance during the day.

Shiori Hachiya is still adjusting to her current body, while Sayaka Miki seems to have a considerable interest in music. After becoming a magical girl, the hair clips she wears are all in the shape of golden musical notes.

Although……

...They probably know nothing about the idol business.

Although Sayaka loves music, her area of ​​expertise isn't in the idol industry. When asked about her preferred music and related past experiences, keywords like violin and concert halls were frequently mentioned.

Banana, as a producer, seems to focus more on theatrical performances, and her singing style is also different. She recently began learning how to be a producer after taking on the task of supporting a group's debut.

As the only member of the group with idol experience, and arguably a senior member, Shiori Hachitani couldn't help but worry about this:

...Why does the Silver Garden seem so unreliable?

She drank the mineral water from the bottle and sat blankly on the floor of the dance studio, belatedly realizing that she had been dragged onto a pirate ship by a group of laymen.

It's utter chaos in every sense of the word.

"Okay...!" She patted her face to clear her mind and pull herself together a little. "I can't let my mind wander anymore. I need to keep working hard!"

“…Huh?” Sayaka Miki looked horrified. “Isn’t this training a bit too intense, Ms. Hachiya?”

Let her off the hook... she has almost no dance experience. As a complete novice, she already struggled to keep up with Shiori Hachiya's demonstration today.

Even though my body can still move, my limbs seem uncoordinated when I start dancing, which is really uncomfortable.

However, despite Sayaka Miki's exceptional physical abilities in dance, her singing voice is truly astonishing.

Sayaka Miki has a very good voice, which can be described as a natural gift.

Sometimes, it evokes images of mermaids singing during a storm at sea.

"There's nothing we can do about it, we don't have much time right now. We've only written one song, and Sayaka, you'll have to work harder on the dance." Despite being unreliable most of the time, Shiori Hachiya's professional skills are still quite high.

It was a rare opportunity for her to fully immerse herself in her beloved career, and she revealed a long-lost radiant smile.

"Come on, come on. The break is over. Now, dance for me once more, and I'll help you correct your movements..."

Shiori Hachiya was radiant; her cheerful and excited voice could be heard even from outside the door.

Nana Oba stood at the door for a while before smiling and withdrawing her attention.

Beside her, a short, brown-haired girl wearing a baseball cap stood quietly, silently observing the room.

The girl's shoulder-length brown hair was tied in a single ponytail, and her face was delicate and pretty. The left half of her eye had a normal brown pupil, while the right half was black with white pupils, occasionally flickering with arcs of electricity, giving it an inexplicably lifeless appearance.

She was wearing a black T-shirt and denim shorts, and her rather thin chest and delicate face made her look slightly boyish.

She glanced at the bustling room for a while, then quietly walked away.

"Wait a minute," Nana Oba called out to her.

She turned around, a hint of confusion appearing on her expressionless face.

"Thank you, Misaka."

And then, I received this gratitude.

189. Bee Valley in the Silver Garden