Is it really a straight girl?

Among them, the 'Mother God' is the most closely related existence to the fungus owner.

The organization confirmed this, and after containing the 'Mother God' several times, they started detailed research and finally determined that they need someone to replace the 'Mother God' and become the highest authority of the 'Mother God' before they can stabilize Contain the fungus master and mother god.

Otherwise, the mother god can transfer the spirit to any person infected with the main germ, and even affect the mind of a person who has been infected with the 'corona virus' to a certain extent.

What is even more frightening is that among the global population, people who have been infected with the corona virus account for about [-]% of the total population.

With the help of some kind of mental suppression device, the organization captured the mother god again, and stepped up the plan to clone the mother god, so that the ignorant clone was infected with the main virus for thought guidance to seize authority. Mind control.

But because a positive patient who was infected with the corona virus appeared in the executive staff, all the plans appeared in the eyes of the mother god, and of course they failed.

But the mother god loves her clone child unexpectedly, and regards it as her real child. After a period of time, she guides her to become the real supreme authority of the fungus master through some means.

The new person with the highest authority can control everything about the bacterium owner, and it can even be said that she is the bacterium owner.

Afterwards, during a negotiation, the bacterium owner compromised with the organization. She sealed off her true self and cut off all other infected people from contacting the bacterium owner in one direction. At the same time, she externalized the spiritual personality of an ordinary girl to carry out her daily life.

This girl is gentle, kind, restrained, and has a loving heart.

Her name is Mahiru.

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Low buildings, rusty iron stairs, asphalt road surface, like any old corner of any city.

This is the place where the fungus master and mother god stayed for a long time in order to avoid being tracked by the organization. It is just the first floor of a dark and damp dilapidated building.

Mahiru-san became conscious in this spiritual world, slowly opened her eyes and looked around blankly.

She was still supporting the back of Miss Mi Ji's head just now, she gradually approached with trembling eyes, and the next moment she heard a familiar voice, she became conscious, and after opening her eyes, she found that she had suddenly changed places.

This transformation made the red-haired girl at a loss. After looking around, she realized that she had come to the spiritual world of her own.

"Even now, don't you want to come to see me? Child." The voice sounded like pleading, and the girl looked towards the source of the sound.

It was a woman with a single black wing stretched out from behind, wearing a thick black robe, the cloak covered the upper half of her face, and long dark red almost black hair hanging down under the hood.

But her posture did not match the mysterious temperament of her appearance at all. She clasped her hands in front of her chest as if praying, lowered her head, and her tone trembled slightly.

"I didn't betray, everything I did was for our happiness, all I want is you..." She expressed her emotions strongly.

"Son, let me go back, let me stay by your side, every thought of mine will disappear, don't separate us anymore, okay?" The mysterious woman in a thick black robe pressed her hands tightly At the heart, every time he said a word, his head lowered a little, and finally even turned into a bowing posture.

Mahiru understood the current situation between the other's words.

The Mother Goddess breached containment and made contact with herself.

This is really an unexpected thing that is hard to imagine how it happened.

"I want to come back to you..." The Mother God begged again and repeated: "Please respond to what Mom said, child..."

"She can't hear it." Mahiru faced the mother god and replied bluntly: "She shrank in all the memories owned by the fungus owner, and no longer looked at the real world, and with me here, she couldn't accept it no matter what. to your word."

It's just an invasion, it's not a big deal, the germs of the mother god can't pass through the firewall of Mahiru and enter the real fungus owner, so naturally they can't be conveyed.

"..." The Mother God didn't answer anything.

Mahiru sighed slowly.

This person is her mother, at least in terms of blood, even if it is just a special clone, there is also a genetic continuation.

However, Mahiru and the mother god do not recognize each other.

The mother god only cares about the real fungus owner, and pours all her love into him. Her attitude towards Mahiru is just a robot with the appearance of her own daughter. It doesn't matter how many such things there are.

Mahiru is just an explicit personality self-made by the fungus owner, who replaces her in her daily life. She is not the master of this body, nor does she have any authority over the fungus owner. All abilities are only given by the fungus owner.

But no matter how you look at it, the fungus owner himself didn't take back Mahiru's thoughts, and Mahiru used his ability to wrap the fungus owner's consciousness. Now, even the organization has clear written physical documents to confirm that she is safe.

Therefore, he was assigned to the Witch's House.

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150 Eight, Miss Mahiru's Princess Hug!

Of course, the mother god failed to contact the fungus owner.

Like a white blood cell, Mahiru devoured the mother god's black germs and made them disappear.

Only the remaining strands remained, which still existed under Mi Ji's skin.

This strand doesn't even dare to proliferate actively, once it is discovered by Mahiru, it can be completely eliminated and swallowed in an instant.

In reality, the red-haired girl has regained her own consciousness, and with deep tenderness, she continues to stare at the girl's sleeping face in the clear singing of the single loop.

The mobile phone speaker is still ringing lively and lovely tones.

There are many uncleaned empty glass bottles on the table. Although Miss Mahiru is still full of emotions, she is no longer unable to restrain her actions as before. The red-haired girl who once again realized her mission sighed in her heart, He gave up the idea of ​​kissing the forehead of the girl in front of him.

He just reached out and undid the red tie on Miji's left wrist.

In front of Miss Miji's seat, there was still a small half cup of lychee fruit wine standing still.

The red-haired Mahiru picked it up and drank it little by little.

Wrapping the left arm around the opponent's neck, wrapping it around Miji's shoulders a few minutes down, gently lifting the upper body, and touching the right hand under Miji's knees, slowly hugging the weak girl rise.

Very light, very light for Mahiru who has some abilities of the fungus master.

This girl with purple hair at night was paralyzed in Mahiru's embrace, her eyelashes trembling slightly, her chest heaved evenly, and her breathing sound was weak, but Mahiru could feel this person's breath and sense of existence that could not be ignored were infecting her.

Trying to divert her gaze, she took a deep breath, took some stiff steps, and slowly went upstairs.

'Go back to your room and sleep, Yaki. '

Mahiru said in a very low voice that she couldn't even hear herself.

……

Miji heard the heavy footsteps, and in her drowsiness, she thought of the trembling second hand.

It's like your body is being moved to another place.

The sense of space is distorted by chaos, and the girl can't tell where she is, and she can't know what she is doing or what she is being done.

The girl frowned tightly, and slowly opened her eyes amidst the restlessness of the eyelids, everything gradually brightened and darkened, always changing.

Intoxicated, the five senses are intertwined and separated from the body, as if the soul has been released, wandering around the entity.

Is this a dream?

Mi Ji came up with such an idea inadvertently. Although he was sleepy and hazy, his thoughts regained half of his clarity, but the previous memories were hard to find.

Amidst the sound of even footsteps, Miss Mi Ji's vision gradually focused in a vague trance.

The familiar red-haired girl is close at hand, no, it should be said that she is already embraced by Mahiru...

The girl's thoughts were a little confused.

"Mahiru?" Miki's voice seemed a little confused.

What happened?

Where will Mahiru take me again?

Mi Ji's mind was already hazy and it was difficult to think about these issues. Everyone said that people's personalities would be very different after being drunk, but the girl just lost the ability to think seriously.

She realized what was happening now, Miss Mahiru was holding her and walking up gradually.

The posture is like a princess hug.

"You woke up so fast, Miki." Mahiru looked directly at the girl's slightly opened pupils, her eyes were a little hesitant and fluttering, as before, she just looked at each other for less than a second, then moved her eyes to another position .

The pace did not stop because of Yaji's waking up.

When Miss Miki called out her name, the pupils of the red-haired girl trembled slightly.

Mi Ji slowly raised his left hand that was hanging under the box in front of his face, staring blankly at the other party's perfect face.

"This is... where are you going?" Her tone also became a little hazy due to the effect of alcohol, and she lost all strength. I am afraid that Miss Mahiru will be unable to resist even if she does something now.

"Take Miki back to the room to sleep, it's not good to get drunk and collapse in the living room." Mahiru explained, and she also drank a few bottles of wine, and she didn't seem to be half drunk at all.

Oh……

"Thank you." Miss Mi Ji said with narrowed eyes.

Everything in the field of vision is blurry, even the face of Ms. Mahiru who is close at hand can't be seen clearly.

I just felt that I was carried upstairs in the posture of a princess, and my whole body was empty.

The biological instinct started to move at this time, and Miki, who had lost his senses, was chasing the heat, and his body posture slowly curled up, leaning inward, and sticking to Miss Mahiru's equally slender waist and chest.

Eh... Why does it feel like Mahiru's hands are a little tense and stiff again?

The girl rubbed against the other's temperature, closed her eyes slightly, and amidst the rubbing of the clothes, there was the sound of swallowing saliva from above.

Miss Miji opened her big eyes, and looked up with blurred and slightly moist eyes.

Only the chin could be seen, and Mahiru never looked back at each other.

Does breathing seem short of breath?

Mi Ji, who has been obsessed with alcohol, can't figure out what it means, but just follows the biological instinct to pray for the heat of the other party's body, and gets closer.

The right hand was slowly pulled out from below, and went around Miss Mahiru's waist. After going upstairs, her right hand had already circled upwards from the back of the opponent's slim waist, and her left hand was also upward, getting closer to the opponent's entire body.

In the end, the two hands were intertwined on Mahiru-san's left shoulder, and the fingers were clasped tightly like a lock.

The purple-haired girl's body was tightly attached to the opponent's body, and the breath and body fragrance were mutually infecting.

Why do I always feel... Mahiru's steps are becoming more and more stiff?

Slowed down?

Mi Ji didn't know this, and rubbed his small head on the side chest and upper left arm of the other party, squinting his eyes and lying docilely in the other party's arms.

Mi Ji didn't understand, Mi Ji was already drunk.

The arms are wrapped around each other's chest and waist, and the flesh is only separated by a thin layer of fabric fibers, so close, so close, closer than ever before to other people.

Mi Jiyin instinctively felt a little uncomfortable, and moved a bit on the other party's body when the other party was holding her.

The footsteps became extremely slow, and the short corridor of tens of meters seemed to be elongated. Mi Ji didn't know how many minutes had passed, but only remembered that he was about to fall asleep again.