Yae Sakura!Beep!

The reincarnation in which she was born was also the only reincarnation in which she could reverse her consciousness and control her body.

After that, not to mention her, even 'she' could no longer control all her actions.

then.

She could only keep shrinking in the heart of this little fox named Yaehitomi, which had gradually been covered with resentment.

The pure white on the top is the only remaining persistence of 'her', and the darkness on the bottom is her lonely lair.

Everything else.

It is bloody red, and it is turbid brilliant.

There was nothing she could do.

The oath he once swore seemed especially ridiculous at this moment.

Holding that little bit of darkness that is barely visible in this soul.

It's not that it's been eroded by those external resentments, that's what's left.

But in the soul of 'her', the proportion of these darkness is only so small.

Everything else is white enough to almost heal the soul.

But now, it has become so red that it can almost destroy the soul.

…………

At one point, she recalled her mission.

The mission given to her by 'she'.

Take on these 'evil'.

To bear these, she was not needed in the first place, and there was 'her' to bear, sin.

In the mind space, willpower is everything.

If she wants to fight against these 'evil', she must find a way to become more 'evil' than them.

For that, she needs an object.

A person who bears her 'evil', so that she can always resent, always be angry, and always be in pain.

Don't hesitate.

The pink-haired figure appeared in her heart at the very first moment.

Just stare at her.

Recalling what she did, recalling the pain she felt every sacrifice.

Thinking of 'her', the sadness that arises every time because of her.

In retrospect, she is the source of this endless cycle of reincarnation.

The darkness that was originally so subtle that it was almost invisible.

It began to expand, and it began to be produced continuously.

An emotion deeper than the abyss and stronger than despair was born.

She put all the 'evil' that infested 'her' into her own area, and could no longer come out to affect this soul.

But there was also an obsession in her heart.

Together, longing to kill Yae Sakura, longing for countless reincarnations, but still to no avail.

obsession.

Section 190 The recovery of the memory of the 115th string

In a pure white world.

The snow-colored fox-eared girl curled up and fell asleep.

She frowned slightly.

That lovable and beautiful face, because of this slight frown, made people feel distressed.

This is Hitomi's heart.

Because of the other existence in her body, she was forced to absorb the essence of the witch's soul that was separated and free from impurities.

The originally fragmented soul began to heal, and countless wounds were torn open and began to close together.

But with this rare soul essence, it is obviously difficult to completely heal her.

Because of this sudden change in her soul, she fell into a deep sleep.

In deep sleep, the soul begins to change unnoticed.

…………

Maybe no one knows, in fact, since he woke up in that alley.

From the moment she saw Madoka, her mind was always in chaos.

The broken soul made it difficult for her to focus on a certain thing for too long. If she didn't pay attention, she would start to diverge her thinking and become dazed.

It is also because Hitomi's soul is different from ordinary people, if it is anyone, even Sakura or Hiyumaru.

If they were severely injured by a soul similar to Hitomi's, it would be a miracle if they survived, let alone wake up, only suffering from a relatively minor sequelae such as amnesia.

Living in a daze is a kind of pain for anyone.

But Hitomi has long forgotten the taste of pain.

She forgot how to love, forgot how to hate.

I don't know what joy is, I don't know what anger is.

In her consciousness, only confusion remained.

It's like losing the meaning of life.

…………

who am I?

This is an ultimate proposition in philosophy that everyone may think of.

But Hitomi is something special.

As literally.

She didn't know who she was, why she was here, and what her past was.

The only vague memories she had left were telling her that someone had called her "Rin" when they confronted her.

Then, she thinks she is called Rin.

But later, a person who claimed to be her sister told her that she should be called "Hitomi" and that Rin was her other sister who passed away a long time ago.

Well, I'll call myself Hitomi.

But this brings up more questions.

What happened to her past?

Why do I lose my memory?

Sakura said she was her older sister, but why do they have different hair colors?

Hitomi wanted to ask Sakura about their past more than once.

But every time Sakura is vague, and after a few sentences, she directly brings up the topic, and because Hitomi is easily distracted, she quickly forgets her original purpose.

Gradually, she also forgot the doubt that she had been worrying about.

But at this moment, because of the recovery of her soul, she finally got the opportunity to answer her questions all along.

The memory of the white-haired girl finally showed signs of recovery.

…………

The very first.

The origin of self-awareness awakening.

It is in a lush dense forest.

Surrounded by gorgeous flowers.

Own……

Ah, right.

I am a fox myself.

A snow-white, little fox.

She woke up from the flowers, jumped onto the huge dead wood next to her, looking for the way forward.

Then, on the mountain road, I met a young pink-haired girl.

Very familiar.

In an instant, she understood that this was Sakura.

her sister.

In the recovered memory, this is their first encounter.

It's like the pieces of a jigsaw puzzle are beginning to come together piece by piece.

Formed one after another, huge and clear pictures.

It was a picture of her memory.

She remembered.

Remember how much you loved them.

But she also forgot.

Forgot, love, what kind of emotion is it?

It was as if a switch was flipped, and her memories began to pour out from the depths of her consciousness continuously.

She remembered the irritability plagued by resentment.

But I forgot what it feels like to be irritated.

She thought of every afternoon she spent with Sister Rin, and every distressed look in her eyes when she watched her cough up blood.

But I forgot how much it hurts.

She remembered a lot.

But just because she remembered.

Therefore, she also knew that she had lost more.

Memory recovery began to accelerate.

One reincarnation.

Another reincarnation.

On and on, repeating the sadness that has never been cut off.

It was the only emotion she could feel right now.

No, it wasn't just sadness, she had fear.

Every reincarnation, the despair and fear that arise in the face of unchangeable results.

It is so strong that until now, it has not dissipated.

But she also understands that the sadness and fear she feels now is countless times shallower than before.

Every time she reincarnates, she will overdraw her own abilities.