Toyokawa Shoko doesn't want to become a witch

"There is no one here worthy of your praise."

Hailing waved her hand casually.

"Go away."

"I'm leaving," Xiangzi said.

"It's okay, there are a lot of people like this, it's nothing unusual." Miaomeng patted Hailing on the shoulder.

"When I hold concerts, the fans in the audience are just like them," Chu Hua said softly, seemingly recalling some unpleasant memories.

"I know, thank you." Hailing nodded.

The group walked out of the church, heading towards the sun hanging in the sky.

......

"To have nothing is to be free..."

The one speaking was the girl named Xiaohui.

“Sister Mary said that having nothing is freedom. Now the nun has nothing left, she has gained freedom, and soon we will follow in her footsteps and gain freedom too!”

"Having nothing is freedom!"

"Having nothing is freedom!"

Then, led by the trained children, their unified singing voices emanated from the church. Resonating within the church's structure, the entire church became a giant amplifier, becoming part of the chorus.

—"Never will change~ Until the end of time~ Let us be friends for life~"

The solemn singing drifted into Xiangzi's ears, and she suddenly stopped in her tracks.

"What's wrong? Are we still going to worry about them?" Miaomeng turned around and looked at her.

"Please wait a moment," Toyokawa Shoko said with an apologetic smile. "It will be ready soon."

"Oh, then hurry up."

"Yeah, it will be fine soon."

Toyokawa Shoko turned around.

I hummed along to the tune coming from inside the church and floated lightly toward it.

"We are full of hope for tomorrow."

Enter the chapel.

Toyokawa Shoko discovered that the child named Megumi was standing beside Mary's body, smearing Mary's blood on her face, and leading the group of children at the front of the group in singing the farewell song with a hopeful expression.

Shoko Toyokawa finally remembered that the song was called "Farewell Today".

She grinned.

She lifted her skirt.

Pull out the M1911.

Unlock the insurance.

He pointed to the sky and pulled the trigger.

boom----!

The singing stopped abruptly.

"If you won't listen to reason, you'll have to suffer the consequences..."

Toyokawa Shoko grinned, smiling broadly.

"I'll give you one minute to choose who stays, and the result will be the same as your nuns."

The Tale of Nirvana: Keeping to Your True Self: Chapter 100 - Farewell Today

The most indestructible saints are those who have died.

A specific person can be destroyed. She has self-awareness and can do wrong things. If Mary is left unattended, perhaps after a while, someone might suspect her, her true identity might be exposed, and she might even be dealt with by the people at the rally.

But she died, in a manner akin to martyrdom, before the eyes of all her followers.

She transcended death, leaving this world and no longer having any material impact on it, but she became a symbol, imprinted in the memories of her followers.

Like a god being crucified, at the moment Mary died, the image of the "slum saint" she performed for her own selfish desires in front of her followers became the "real Mary" who remained in this world. The small chapel she used to hide herself also became a brand new church that believed in "Ono Mary".

Those followers who have been brainwashed by her, especially the children who have spent the most time with her, are beyond saving.

If left unattended, this church will not only not disappear, but will even grow larger and larger.

Others might not have thought of this, but Xiangzi understood it.

That's why she went up there with the idea of ​​giving it a try, revealing Mary's dirty secrets in hopes of changing those people's minds.

But it was just a try. If it failed, there was nothing she could do. She almost got herself involved in the mess.

So be it.

Is there really no way?

Another personality within me whispers in my heart.

You know perfectly well what you should do.

Your hands aren't much cleaner than mine; even if not now, it's only a matter of time.

Mary's words from last night suddenly surfaced in my mind as if they had risen from underwater.

Don't forget to let me do any of the dirty work.

Shoko Toyokawa said this half-jokingly from the side at the time.

Now, she intends to put it into practice.

boom----!

Toyokawa Shoko fired a shot into the air.

"I'll give you one minute to choose who stays, and the result will be the same as your nuns."

This time, her gaze was no longer thin; instead, it was like a sharp knife, piercing through every believer who remained in the church.

A few well-dressed people among the believers slunk out of the crowd and brushed past Toyokawa Shoko.

The singing started again at this moment, led by the girl named Xiaohui. She led the children, as if in defiance, to sing "Farewell Today" again.

"—It will never change~until the end of time~Let us be friends for life~"

Toyokawa Shoko tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and lightly touched the ground with her toes.

She didn't care about the provocative singing; instead, she hummed along softly to the chorus.

As people left one after another, and she brushed past Toyokawa Shoko, she could almost see the fear in their eyes towards her and the church.

Whether it's the children still singing or the girl with the gun, they've all gone mad.

The world has gone mad.

"It's almost time."

she says.

"Ten, nine, eight..."

The girl seemed serious, and some of the believers who remained in the crowd finally understood.

Then another group of people hurried past Toyokawa Shoko, not daring to even raise their heads as they passed by.

Mr. Saito, who hadn't dared to make a move, whispered a thank you as he passed by Toyokawa Shoko.

Toyokawa Shoko nodded to him and continued counting down.

Those who can walk are people who still have the ability to think; she doesn't need to waste bullets.

"Seven, six, five..."

Toyokawa Shoko opened her eyes, pulled out the magazine, touched the straps on her thigh, and counted the bullets she was carrying.

Three magazines, plus the shot Mikami just fired, that's twenty bullets, barely enough.

"Four, three, two, one..."

The countdown is over.

Less than a third of the people remained in the church, and none of the children who were singing left.

Toyokawa Shoko stepped forward and raised the muzzle of her gun.

boom!

"—Facing the arrival of tomorrow, we are full of hope and embark on a journey of hope."

Bathed in the sacred music of the children's choir, the homeless man closest to Toyokawa Shoko had a fist-sized hole in the back of his head, from which blood and brain matter flew out and splattered on the wall.

Toyokawa Shoko turned the gun around and pulled the trigger once more.

boom!

The man leaned back and fell to the ground, revealing a bright smile on Toyokawa Shoko's face.

Shoko Toyokawa hummed a song, licked her lips, and continued walking forward.

She had been suppressing her feelings for a long time, and the constant need to take medicine had left her with no chance to breathe. Now that she could finally get some fresh air, she was in a good mood.

The gun was pressed against the next target, a woman, heavily made up and dressed flamboyantly. The woman's calm shattered when Toyokawa Shoko pressed the gun against her head.

The cool, tingling sensation on her forehead made her feel like she was really going to die.

The woman closed her eyes in despair.

boom!

......

The woman opened her eyes and found herself still alive. She stared at Toyokawa Shoko's face for a moment, her mind blank.

"Well, how could it have missed?"

Toyokawa Shoko blinked, raised the hand that wasn't holding the gun, and slapped herself.

"Eh?"

The crisp sound echoed across the church dome, and a bright red, blood-dripping handprint appeared on Toyokawa Shoko's face, causing the woman who had just brushed with death to scream.

Shoko Toyokawa covered her face in a disheveled manner, brandished the gun barrel, and gestured for her to get lost.

Immediately realizing what was happening, the woman scrambled out of the church.

"You bastard!"

Xiangzi's face flushed red, her golden eyes filled with tears. She stared in disbelief at the other self who had taken over her body, her chest heaving violently.

"They will no longer have the witch's kiss on them!"

Killing those who weren't controlled by the witch wasn't just accidental killing; it was...

Xiangzi's face was pale.

"...This is a massacre..."

"The biggest problem is the lack of a witch's kiss, okay? I'm cleaning up trash." Toyokawa Shoko covered her face, which had just been slapped hard, and looked at Shoko with a stern expression. "If they can do something like this without a witch's kiss, what will Kabukicho be like when a new witch comes along?"

Toyokawa Shoko spat on the ground.

"If you can't do it, I'll do it for you."

You call living, breathing people trash?!

Xiangzi, in a fit of rage, lunged at Fengchuan Xiangzi, intending to regain control of his body as before.

But this time.

She walked straight through her own body, missed her target, and her facial muscles twitched uncontrollably.

"how come?!"

boom!