Chapter 39, Section 38

......

Someone is singing.

I think I've heard of it before.

It hurts so much.

"...merging...never to be separated again...love..."

Who is speaking?

"This time, I won't show you any mercy."

Varied--

Her whole body ached, and she felt no weight yet continued to fall. An endless fear suddenly gripped her throat, silencing her screams.

No, it hurts too much, stop!

"Waaaaah..."

She could only hear her own faint sobs; apart from painful tears, her body could not convey her resistance.

"Does it hurt a lot? You're crying."

A low, husky female voice sounded in her left ear, both mocking and cruel.

"Just bear with it a little longer, okay? It'll stop hurting soon."

She was smiling.

Then she felt a pair of hands wrap around her from behind, tightening around her waist inch by inch.

Then came her comfort.

"Honey, you have to hold back~"

An even more intense pain assaulted her entire body, and her consciousness completely shattered.

Yuichi...save me.

Who is Yuichi?

"Who are you?"

"...who I am?"

"It's my Airi."

"......"

Why won't you talk to me?

"......"

"Airi, talk to me! I'm so bored."

"You're not quite dead yet, Amamiya Emi."

"......"

This time, it was her turn to remain silent.

"To become one with me? You're truly... utterly filthy."

The private space is like a sweet castle, filled with the aroma of baked candies and butter, and translucent, adorable candy-colored donuts float slowly in the air.

A fairytale castle.

Does that venomous woman also have a childlike heart?

"Are you resentful? Trying to hypnotize my brain? You failed."

Airi Matsuzaka pinched a donut in her hand, twirled it around, and then took a big bite and swallowed it.

It's too sweet; she still can't stand something so cloying.

She wouldn't have eaten this if she hadn't consumed too much energy. On the other hand, Gojo Satoru and Yuichi are both monsters who can't live without sweets.

"I'm inside you right now."

A futile struggle.

Using this to blackmail me is far too frivolous.

Show some real skill, will you? What's the point of hiding inside my body? Is it something to be ashamed of?

Airi Matsuzaka swallowed the donut in a few bites and then took another one.

This is really awful.

"Mmm, I'll go out and kill you after I finish eating." He licked the cream off his fingers, his brain working at full speed while he ate, abandoning all physical defenses and focusing all his energy on thinking, minimizing unnecessary energy expenditure.

"I don't dislike a dying struggle; killing you is still very simple."

The filth inside the body remained silent for a moment, then laughed like a desperate madman.

"That dog, Yuichi Echizen, won't let you die."

"Hmm, is that so?"

I'm severely lacking in sugar, and I'm in a terrible mood right now. Don't disturb me while I'm thinking.

"If it's about sharing senses, no, you pervert must have set up double my senses, right?" Airi Matsuzaka chewed a couple of times and swallowed hastily, but the sugar she ate was far from enough to replenish what she had consumed.

"Let me guess, is it seven times?"

"You've always liked the number seven, thinking you've hidden your little habit well? Aren't you underestimating me?"

You people, don't you all underestimate me?

I'm not a puppet you can manipulate at will. (1)

Who can say for sure where the truth lies in everything I've shown?

Your resistance will only intensify my oppression.

Be good, listen to me, and I'll keep you here.

It is a grave taboo for a servant to kill his master!

What does seven times the pain mean?

She could still stand and barely maintain the composure of a victor, while the other woman couldn't even utter a sound.

The sorcerer was unable to maintain her magical power, the independent space dissipated, and the small cakes and donuts disappeared as well, along with her feeling of fullness.

I wasted my time eating those awful donuts.

Blinding the senses? The domain is just as disgusting as the technique.

Yuichi, come pick me up.

Thankfully, Amamiya Emi went offline; her two-way communication with Yuichi was blocked by her, so they couldn't connect to his signal unless she kicked her out.

It's like making a phone call.

The ties that connect people will let them know their location as quickly as possible.

It can accurately locate even the ends of the earth.

They weren't very far apart to begin with.

Even the strongest can have a moment when they are beyond saving.

That would be great if there were.

Break free from Gojo Satoru's control, and achieve [the goal].

Oh, right.

She called Yuichi's name while she was asleep. Gojo Satoru must be furious!

She used the pretense of death to escape, leaving him covered in blood; she really wanted to see him in such a wretched state. But then again, he wasn't so easily fooled.

I was actually a little surprised that Emi Amamiya gave her this script; it was... an incredibly gruesome, R-rated death—half a body amputated, the other half exploded into blood and gore. And the other half? Emi Amamiya probably ate it.

The new body is no different from the previous one; the seemingly impossible feat of reconstructing the physical body actually exists.

Airi Matsuzaka leaned against the wall, organizing the information she had gathered, and rejoiced at her victory.

Now, she is nothing but a fantasy.

There is absolutely no way she could break it.

He successfully escaped Tokyo Jujutsu High School, with an even more impressive prefix—under the watchful eye of Gojo Satoru.

Successfully becoming the strongest weakness.

Successfully made the strongest person obsess over it.

Even Gojo Satoru has to bow down to me, right?

If you can't have the one you love, then you might as well never have them.

The most agonizing thing is having something within reach yet never being able to get any closer; a tiny difference can turn into an insurmountable distance.

In assassination, she is no match for Yuichi. In strength, she is far inferior to her weaker enemy. In cunning, she is no match for Amamiya Emi. In tactics, she is utterly defeated by Gojo Satoru. In rhetoric, her limited vocabulary makes her no match for Natsuyuki.

Even so, she could still reach the top and look down on these chosen ones.

She's a jack-of-all-trades, master of none; she's the perfect all-rounder.

A touch of assassination plus stealth, a touch of strength plus skill, a touch of cunning plus reality, a touch of magic plus replication, a touch of rhetoric plus curses.

Learning from others' strengths to make up for one's own weaknesses is the key to victory.

Even geniuses who are born perfect and whose abilities in a certain field are unmatched by others, who seem to be winners, are not invincible.

Look, which one of them isn't impressed by me?

Look at them! Which one of them isn't tempted by me?

Oh, forget about Xia Youjie.

He was a man whose heart had long since died.

But—

See? Even in this terrible state, he's still helping me.

In games, there are only two options: always winning and always losing, or wanting to lose at all costs.

Before you fail, your eyes should only be fixed on victory.

No applause or cheers are needed, no spotlight is required; the best reward is for the loser to kneel down and serve me.

Cheers to victory, cheers to me!

"Airi!"

When she looked up at me, and I was comforted by her smile, I felt like I had come back to life.

—Even though I'm already dead.

"Want to wander with me?"

Yes, you can go wherever you want.

I'll be with you no matter where you are.

This time, I will never leave you again.