Persona, I am the villain and I can do whatever I want

"I'm really busy right now. I can't."

"I have to finish this cognitive research as soon as possible."

At that time, she could not understand her mother's insistence, and she got into an argument with her mother because of her temper.

She said a lot of willful words and was scolded by her mother for it.

However, after scolding her, her mother comforted her gently:

"Once the research is finished, I will take Futaba to wherever you want to go."

"I'm sorry to leave you alone this whole time. But this research is really important. I hope you can be patient for a while."

However, this promise never had the chance to be fulfilled.

Her mother's figure was forever frozen in her memory, leaving only the scene of their quarrel, lingering in her heart.

[That's not a quarrel, Futaba.]

The sound of the Book of the Dead sounded like a gentle breeze, awakening her from her memories. She was surprised to find that the soft and innocent child's voice was so similar to her own when she was young.

【Take another good look at it, don’t look away. 】

Following the guidance of the voice, Sakura Futaba gazed deeply at the scene in the mural.

In her blurred vision, she gradually saw her mother's expression clearly - it was not blame, but a doting and gentle smile.

It was as if a warm force was surging, and the black fog dissipated quietly like snowflakes melted by the sun.

A soft light bloomed on the mural, and Isshiki Wakaba was casting a loving gaze at her from the distant past.

"Ouch...my head starts to hurt again...but, I finally remembered."

Those memories that were deeply hidden by self-blame and regret, and ruthlessly distorted by the malice of others, have finally returned to her mind - they are real memories.

“…Futaba…!”

From outside the pyramid, Isshiki Wakaba's shout that resounded through the sky was heard again.

Beneath that roar filled with anger and malice lies endless care and anxiety.

"Run away...Futaba..."

Suddenly, Mitsui Tsubasa, who had been watching for a long time, seemed to understand something.

Isshiki Wakaba has been trying to drive them away. Is her real purpose to make Futaba leave this pyramid that symbolizes her "tomb"?

That may not be out of malice, but rather a deep protection.

"My mother is calling me..."

Sakura Futaba was awakened by her mother's call and looked straight above her head.

Although her view was blocked by the thick walls, she seemed to be able to feel her mother's tangible gaze.

She took a step forward eagerly, wanting to find Isshiki Wakaba and tell her about the longing and pain she had felt over the years.

"Futaba, calm down!"

Wu Jianmiao rushed forward and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Out of courtesy, Mitsui Tsubasa kept a certain distance from them so that they could talk privately.

Takemiya whispered comforting words in Futaba's ear. After a long time, she stopped struggling and gradually calmed down.

"Sorry... I was too impulsive."

There was a strong nasal tone in her voice, and her expression could not be seen clearly due to the hood.

But Mitsui Tsubasa still considerately handed her a pack of tissues so that she could wipe her tears and tidy up her appearance a little.

The shaking of the pyramid lasted for a long time, and the falling dust formed a thin layer on the ground.

Isshiki Wakaba tried to destroy the pyramid, but was powerless and finally had to leave in anger.

After a long period of relaxation, Sakura Futaba finally returned to normal.

She lowered her head, remained silent, and held the hood tightly in her slender hands.

Fortunately, she was wearing the mask, otherwise she couldn't imagine how embarrassing her expression would be.

As mature and stable people, Mitsui Tsubasa and Takemiya Tadashi would naturally not blame her.

They waited patiently for her to adjust herself before beginning to discuss their next plan as if nothing had happened.

"Open the third door, and behind it is the core area. In a normal hall, that should be the secret treasure storage room. We need to publish a notice letter to make the secret treasure materialize."

"But it's different here." He changed the subject and looked at Futaba who was listening attentively. "In the Pyramid Hall, Futaba herself and her sealed memories are the secret treasures."

As he finished speaking, Takemiya turned to look at Sakura Futaba, leaving her at a loss for what to do.

“I, I, I, I…”

Seeing that she was getting nervous again, Mitsui Tsubasa quickly spoke to comfort her.

"It's okay. What I mean is that this time, maybe we can skip the warning letter stage and open the deepest door with your own will."

Sakura Futaba thought seriously for a moment and nodded firmly, "Leave it to me, I also want to... say goodbye to my mother properly..."

Before she could finish her words, her mood began to fall again.

Mitsui Tsubasa sighed inwardly and decided to try his plan B tomorrow no matter what.

After discussing the decisive battle, they continued their training in the hall while it was still early.

While accumulating experience points in battle, consciously practice teamwork.

Sakura Futaba quickly reached level 10 during the battle and learned [Silent Attack], which can increase the damage taken by an enemy.

After actual application in battle, Mitsui Tsubasa found that this skill is extremely effective when used in conjunction with burst skills.

They fought until 8 o'clock in the evening, and the level of teamwork increased greatly.

Back to reality, Takemiya carefully gave Futaba a physical examination, and after confirming that she was in good health, she said goodbye and left with Mitsui Tsubasa.

The two of them strolled on the streets of Shigenjaya again, the afterglow of the setting sun shining on them, reflecting a rare tranquility and leisure.

They had a simple dinner at a small restaurant and continued to chat leisurely.

Mitsui Tsubasa suddenly suggested:

"Doctor Takemi, let's go practice for a while. There's a big battle tomorrow, so we'll practice until twelve o'clock tonight. Is it convenient for me to go to your place?"

His tone was casual, as if he was just mentioning it casually, but he was really curious about Miaomiao's residence.

"No!" Wu Jianmiao refused without hesitation, "Let's go to the clinic's lounge."

After she finished speaking, she took the lead and left without even asking for advice.

Mitsui Tsubasa was a little disappointed, but he pretended to be indifferent and followed quickly.

When they arrived at Takemi Clinic, they asked the bodyguard to stay in the waiting area and walked into the lounge together.

As soon as he came in, Wu Jianmiao skillfully turned on the humidifier, and the room was immediately filled with warm mist.

Mitsui Tsubasa sat down on the edge of the bed without any courtesy, and was glared at by Takemiya with a pouty look.

After putting on their protective gear, the two entered the pyramid hall again.

Most of the shadows here are weak to ice attributes and have a lot of experience points, so Mitsui Tsubasa is reluctant to destroy this place.

In the following battles, the two continued to hone their teamwork. In tomorrow's battle, they would be the main force.

The battle proceeded in an orderly manner, and the two men's cooperation became more and more tacit.

As today's training is about to end, Mitsui Tsubasa has finally reached level 20!

The First Emperor suddenly appeared, standing on the top of the nine-story platform, casting a deep and majestic gaze.

He spoke slowly, his voice seemed to travel through time and space, striking directly into the depths of Mitsui Tsubasa's soul:

[You have reached a higher level, make a contract. ]

【I am you.】

Feeling the endless call in his heart, Mitsui Tsubasa responded without hesitation.

"You are me."

【Here you gain the response of a brand new desire. 】

[The echo is what is called the seed of breaking free from fate in order to be domesticated.]

[I, the Mask of Pride, am reborn and bathed in the glory of the Holy Spirit.]

[Add more help to conquer the mortal world...]

On the personality mask status panel, a new special skill gradually emerged.

[Desire Devil]:

Condense the flames of the heart into a demon seed, and implant it into the heart of the shadow self.

Once the demon seed takes root, the real entity in reality will be affected unknowingly, and the influence will spread to those who come into contact with it like a virus.

Chapter 105: Death of the Prayer (XI)

"Desire Devil Seed..."

Judging from the detailed description, this ability is somewhat similar to memetic contagion.

As long as the magic seed is implanted in the minds of all teachers, students may no longer have to go through tedious cognitive modifications.

This is exactly the group cognition modification ability he has always longed for!

Mitsui Tsubasa was ecstatic. He had long been tired of the inefficient model of the past.

It's okay to look for the important people, but it's a waste of time to look for those little Karamis separately.

Now with this ability, his efficiency will increase exponentially.

What would it be like if the demon seeds were spread more widely, not just in the school, but to the entire Mitsui family and even the entire society?

"Excuse me for interrupting you. It seems your personality has changed."

Takemiya's voice suddenly rang out, breaking Mitsui Tsubasa's reverie.

He quickly turned his head and fixed his eyes on the First Emperor.

Is it the second awakening?

But after closer inspection, he found that this was not the case.

The faceless king sitting high on the imperial couch actually began to show the outline of his facial features. Wasn't that masculine, tough, and heroic face his own?

"The First Emperor, how did you become like me?"

Mitsui Tsubasa tried his best to suppress his inner uneasiness and asked in a deep voice.

The First Emperor was also surprised. He subconsciously stroked his cheek and replied after thinking for a moment:

[This... I am not sure. Maybe it is because you and I are one.]

I am you and you are me. At first glance, there seems to be nothing wrong with this.

But Mitsui Tsubasa frowned even more tightly.

The personality mask, as a sub-personality or a side of the personality, is now transforming into the main personality. What is this for? !

Although his heart was in turmoil, Mitsui Tsubasa remained calm on the surface.

He pondered for a moment and waved his hand to let the First Emperor leave.

He didn't plan to discuss this matter with Wu Jianmiao for the time being. He would wait until he had free time to read "Jungian Psychology".

The joy of obtaining the skill of modifying group cognition was interrupted by the sudden change of the First Emperor.

After he casually said a few words to Wu Jianmiao, the two returned to the real world.

The moist air blowing towards him lifted his spirits and alleviated his troubled feeling.

Wu Jianmiao stretched her graceful body and stretched gently.

"I've been so exhausted these past two days. I must have a good rest after the decisive battle tomorrow. My drug research has been delayed..."

Her lazy tone sounded more like coquettishness than a complaint, at least that's what Mitsui Tsubasa heard.