mygo, but Cthulhu

Mashiro shook her head and walked forward silently. She soon arrived at the "heart" location. After tearing off the flesh, she saw the lower body of Migo connected to his body.

Mashiro silently took out her upper body and repaired her body with magic. After waiting for a moment, she saw her real body open its eyes blankly.

"Where is...where?"

She seemed a little unaccustomed to human language, and Mashiro thought it was just a sequelae and just shrugged.

"I'll explain it to you, but first you have to be careful not to tell Zhu Zi and the others about me... There's no need for them to worry about it."

However, the next moment she heard a confused question that she had never expected.

"Who... are Tsukushi and the others?"

Chapter 182 Kill Yourself

"What do you mean?"

Mashiro had never expected that she would actually say that. She was stunned for a moment before she subconsciously squeezed out the sound. At the same time, she realized something in her heart and felt a little breathless.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about. I don't know anyone named Tsukushi... I don't have many memories... I only know that I'm Kurata Mashiro."

The girl was startled by her sudden change of expression and shook her head in panic. After hearing her words, Kurata Mashiro also felt his vision suddenly blurred and his mind was dizzy.

Don't remember? But... they were such important friends... how could you not remember?

"...You really can't remember? They were members of Morfonica, they were your friends, have you forgotten them?"

Mashiro couldn't help but grab her shoulders eagerly, but the girl just shook her head subconsciously. Looking at her confused eyes, Mashiro gradually realized that she was probably not lying... She really had lost her memory.

She sighed after a moment of silence and cast a spell to check her condition. The result that was then transmitted to her mind made her dizzy.

...Because of the fusion with the butterfly chrysalis in the past few days, the main body's memory has been irreversibly damaged. Even her humanity has been devoured by the Migo part. Now she no longer has the consciousness that a human should have, and overall she is more like a human-shaped Migo.

She is still panicked now, but as long as she calms down, she will instinctively try to create a new Migo, and she won't mind sacrificing anyone in the process, even... Tsukushi and the others.

...No, that's impossible. She is clearly the real Mashiro. She clearly possesses all the happiness she desires. She will not destroy them.

While making subconscious inferences, Mashiro couldn't help but deny her own thoughts in trembling. She grabbed the girl tightly and wanted to pass on her memories, but found that the other party's spiritual essence could no longer accept these warm emotions belonging to humans.

"No...this is impossible..."

As if she had lost all her strength, Mashiro knelt down on the ground dejectedly. She felt indescribable sadness and absurdity at this moment, and the pain gradually eroded her determination, which should have been unshakable.

She'd clearly already decided to give up on herself, so why had her true self become like this?! Could she still be called Kurata Mashiro?! No, no matter what happened to her, she was definitely Mashiro...but was she still the Mashiro that Tsukushi and the others knew?

Kurata Mashiro's consciousness was in a state of confusion. She covered her head in pain. Although she tried her best to suppress it, the anxiety and fear still grew rapidly in her heart, infecting every corner of her mind like a virus.

If she continues with her previous decision, will the unfamiliar self in front of her be able to be a good "Kurata Mashiro" after her death? Tsukushi and the others should accept their true selves, but will doing so hurt them?

...Which one is better for them, the distorted truth or the perfect lie?

As this question emerged in her mind, Mashiro felt her perception suddenly collapse. Other selves became restless, crowding into her field of vision, and the chaotic sounds pierced her eardrums.

The most obvious among them was No. 1. She stared at Mashiro with a smile, and her eyes held the same meaning as when she persuaded her before, which made Mashiro tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered the scene when she caught a butterfly in her childhood and asked her mother about it. Her face in her memory did not have the hypocrisy it has now, and her voice seemed to ring in her ears again.

"Mashiro, you can't keep the butterfly alive. It will die soon. Do you still want to do this?"

"At least... I think

Give it a try.”

"Even if the price is its life?"

"Because I love it, I want to keep it as long as possible...even though it's likely to die."

...She remembered what kind of mood she was in when she held the butterfly in her hand, and this discovery made her even more terrified. Mashiro didn't want to believe her memory, and she subconsciously held the original's hand tightly, making the latter shudder.

"Can you let me go?"

"Make a promise to me first, Mashiro... Promise me that you will treat Tsukushi and the others as your friends, and that you will never hurt them."

Mashiro spoke softly with trembling voice, while the girl stared at her blankly, and after a long moment she managed to squeeze out a hesitant voice.

"Are Tsukushi and the others... important to you?"

"Yes, they are my friends... I care about them very much, but you are the only real one, so I must make a promise from you..."

"But you understand, right? My spiritual essence is no longer human. I'm afraid I can't promise you this."

"..."

Mashiro was stunned by her answer. She slowly lowered her head, and the mood at that time clearly emerged in her mind, destroying her useless persistence bit by bit.

She had kept the butterfly because she was fascinated by its beauty, so she didn't care if it died. She was just doing it to satisfy herself.

...Just as she desperately wanted the girl in front of her to make a promise, she was essentially still deceiving herself. She still felt unwilling in her heart. She wanted to snatch Kurata Mashiro's identity, and she wanted to possess Tsukushi and the others.

The situation of her original body gave her a reason, and she could no longer restrain her greed... She wanted to hold all those beautiful things in her hands, even if it might cause them to wither and break.

...Yes, the answer from the girl in front of her only gave her an excuse. She did this to protect Tsukushi and the others. She did this to prevent them from getting hurt.

"What's wrong?"

The girl looked into her now empty eyes and asked anxiously. She stepped forward hesitantly, but the next moment her vision was spinning and she fell to the ground in pain, which made her panic instinctively.

"Why……"

She looked at the distorted face before her, and squeezed out a sound incomprehensible, but the sudden suffocation in her neck quickly cut off her voice.

"I'm sorry...but I can't let you become Kurata Mashiro. You don't have those memories, and you don't know how important they are. You will hurt them..."

Mashiro whispered an apology in a trembling voice, and at the same time tried her best to increase the strength of her hands. The greed and pain in her heart played a crazy symphony, making her mind a mess.

The more she pleaded, the more clearly she understood her own meanness, the more she hated herself, and the more ecstatic she felt about what she was doing. It was as if her heart was being torn apart by countless selves, but all this chaos and madness belonged to her, not her sisters.

Kurata Mashiro couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, but her vision was blurred by tears. She was greedy for this new life full of pain, but also felt disgusting guilt for the death of another self.

When she finally lost all her strength, the girl under her had been dead for a long time. There was pain on her frozen face, but her eyes were full of pity when she looked at Mashiro... She didn't understand Mashiro's tears and actions, but she sympathized with her from the bottom of her heart.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry,"

Mashiro was stunned for a moment when she saw her last look, then she hugged her body and wailed. She was sincerely happy that she could have it all to herself, but the added pain tortured her nerves.

Meaning exists because of its uniqueness. At this moment, she can finally become Mashiro Kurata, and she can finally hold the butterfly tightly in her hand, even if she can never regard herself as the real one, even if she has to bear the guilt and fear for it.

Just greedily lick this beauty that does not belong to her, even if she will always be afraid of the horror of being discovered by Tsukushi and the others.

Chapter 183 Resurrection is taboo

"truth!"

As Kurata Mashiro stumbled out, tearing off pieces of flesh, Tsukushi and the others rushed over to hug her in surprise. She was stunned for a moment at the familiar warmth, and after a moment of silence, she managed a complicated smile.

"Don't worry, I'm fine now... Thank you for always caring about me."

"I'm glad you're okay... We were so worried just now. If Xiangzi hadn't said that disturbing you would cause trouble, we would have rushed in directly."

Tsukushi looked at her with concern, and after confirming that she had no wounds, she breathed a sigh of relief. Toyokawa Shoko noticed something from Mashiro's complicated expression, but before she could continue thinking, Tsuzuki Shifune's calm voice sounded first.

"Okay, now that the situation has been resolved, can you explain to me why you are all here and what happened here?"

"Ms. Tsuzuki, the details are a bit complicated,"

Toyokawa Shoko sighed and slowly recounted what she knew. When she finally finished, Tsuzuki Shifune's expression became tired and depressed. She was silent for a moment before nodding slowly, her voice filled with obvious guilt.

"I understand... I'm sorry. Chairman Yue Zhisen, who was supposed to report the situation to me, suddenly became unreachable. Furthermore, Jie Yu deliberately blocked my communication with you... I know these are just excuses. This is because I was late. I'm sorry."

"No, you don't need to apologize! They are the ones who should pay the price!"

Before Xiangzi could answer, Arisaki roared out through gritted teeth. She angrily tried to break free from the deep red light that was suppressing her body, and her red eyes filled with hatred stared at Chihaya Aine.

"Please let me go quickly... I have to kill that guy, I have to do it!"

"...Arisaki, even if you kill Chihaya Aine now, Sana won't be able to survive."

After a moment of silence, Tsuzuki Shifune spoke softly in a tired voice, while Arisaki sneered with a twisted expression.

"No, that's not necessarily true... Unlike Satomi, Sana still has an intact body. I can bring her back to life... But that doesn't mean what they did can be forgiven. I must make them suffer the same pain as I did!"

"Wait...is this true? Arisaki? You said you could bring Sana back to life? Is this true?!"

Hearing her words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and Saaya, who was holding Sanan blankly, was the first to react. She stood up quickly in surprise and panic and rushed to Arisaki. The latter looked at her eyes full of hope and his voice softened a lot.

"Don't worry, Sha Ling, this is all true. I learned a lot from my great-grandfather. Death is irreversible for ordinary people, but mysterious powers can erase this despair... Sanan will survive. Maybe her appearance will change, but she will still be Sanan."

"Sanan can survive... Arisaki, thank you, really, thank you..."

Saaya trembled at her answer, and with tears streaming down her face, she hugged Sanan tightly, and at the same time turned back to look at Tsuzuki Shifune pleadingly.

"Grandma Shifune, please, let Arisaki go for now. She won't do anything to the MyGo band. We just want Sana to come back... Arisaki, I know you're angry, but please, let's save Sana first, okay?"

"……now that

Sha Ling, if you say so, then okay."

Arisaki hesitated for a moment, but after seeing Saaya's pleading eyes, she could only nod. But before she could say anything else, Tsuzuki Shifune's cold voice sounded first.

"You can't do this."

"……What did you say?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ichigaya Yusaki saw that Saaya's expression, which had just relaxed a little, suddenly froze. She gritted her teeth and looked at Tsuzuki Shifune in disbelief, the anger in her voice becoming increasingly difficult to suppress.

"What do you mean we can't do this? You won't let us take revenge, or even bring back the people we care about from death?! Is it just because your granddaughter's band has a grudge against us that you're going to target us like this?!"

"I'm not targeting you. Resurrection has always been a taboo for the committee. Your plan seriously violates the regulations."

Tsuzuki Shifune stared at her coldly. At the same time, Arisaki felt the crimson magic on her body suddenly become more intense. She wanted to struggle unwillingly, but she was firmly pinned to the ground and could only roar angrily.

"Rules?! Didn't you write the rules?! Why can't resurrection be allowed?! Death torments so many people, and you just turn a blind eye? There's a way to defeat death, why don't you let us do it?!"

"Resurrection isn't as easy as you think. Can you be sure your spell will be foolproof? Even if it succeeds temporarily, can you guarantee that nothing will happen to Shannan in the future?"

Tsuzuki Shifune raised her voice, and the crimson light became agitated by her mood, and everyone felt a heavy pressure.

"Loss is painful, but we all have to learn to accept it. You've also seen Kurata Yu's madness. How many innocent people has she killed in order to revive the people she cared about? Do you want to repeat her sins?"

"Heh, the reason she couldn't succeed until her death was because of her stupidity! I have the resurrection spell that she doesn't have. I can bring Shanan back to life without sacrificing others!"

"In this world, all extraordinary powers come at a price. Even if you succeed temporarily, you'll only be transferring all the costs to the future. By then, you'll kill even more people. I can't let you do that."

Tsuzuki Shifune continued to answer coldly without giving in, which completely infuriated Yusaki. Even though she was pinned down and unable to move, she still managed to raise her head and stare at her, gritting her teeth and roaring.

"Don't act so righteous! Tsuzuki Shifune! Do you have the right to say such things? How many innocent people have your committee killed to keep secrets? Kurata Yuuki hasn't killed as many people as you! You keep saying it's for safety, but isn't your granddaughter's band fine?! Aren't we fine too?! Didn't you save everyone present because of your preference?!"

"If you were truly as righteous as you claim, we would have been dead long ago! And you said power doesn't come without a price, so where does all this immense strength come from? That Night Demon just now looked like he knew you, so you probably got your power from Naya, right?! Making a deal with the Messenger of Chaos, do you have the right to blame us?!"

"..."

Looking at her distorted face, Tsuzuki Shifune couldn't help but be stunned. She was silent for a long time, wanting to say something but finding it difficult to open her mouth. In the end, she could only sigh tiredly.

"I won't deny your accusations. I'm indeed a ridiculous person... But I can't let you perform the resurrection spell. I did indulge you too much out of selfishness, but even if Lenai died, I wouldn't resurrect her. I won't compromise on this point."

She slowly walked up to Ichigaya Yusaki and silently met her furious eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she raised her hand and summoned a portal. Soon, Shirasagi No Yoshida walked out of it and bowed respectfully to her.

"Ma'am, how can I help you?"

"Arisaki knows the spell of resurrection. Erase her memory of it so that she will never learn this knowledge. At the same time, be careful not to cause her irreversible harm."

"I see,"

Shiragi nods and raises her hand to cast a spell on Arisaki, who realizes their plan and suddenly looks up at Tsuzuki Shifune with her pupils shrinking.

"Stop! Stop! I told you to stop right now! Tsuzuki Poetry Ship!"

She howled and screamed as she struggled desperately, but the overwhelming crimson light still held her tightly. Arisaki soon felt something seeping into her mind, carefully avoiding other parts of her body, and precisely erasing the memory of the resurrection spell she had mastered.

"No! No! Stop right now! I'll kill you! Stop!"

Arisaki tried her best to resist all this frantically, but in the end she was unable to change the situation. Gradually, she could no longer remember the obscure knowledge, and her eyes became empty and powerless little by little.

When the crimson light finally disappeared, Yousaki gritted her teeth and quickly took out the "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Scripture" to relearn the knowledge, but she was shocked to find that the words related to the resurrection spell were all illegible in her eyes, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not make out the specific information.

"Give up, it's impossible for you to learn this knowledge now,"

Tsuzuki Shifune spoke softly, and while Arisaki angrily tried to draw her gun, her hands and feet were firmly pinned down by magic. Under her desperate gaze, Shifune took the "Xuanjun Seven Chapters Secret Scripture", tore off the part that recorded the resurrection spell, and then returned it to her hand.

"To prevent you from asking others to help you, I will take this part away first. You can also try to find He Fang, but he knows my bottom line, and he won't go to war with me completely for your friend's sister."

"Calm down, Yusaki. We should all cherish what we have now instead of constantly chasing after what we've lost... That won't lead to anything good."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. Yusaki desperately tried to catch up with her, but was once again pinned to the ground by the magic. Despite all his strength, he could only reluctantly reach out to her back, wailing with hatred and anger.

"Tsuzuki Poetry Ship! Come back! Come back immediately! Give me back my memories! Give them back to me!"

"I will kill you! Come back here! Come back aa ...