Midori - Shizuno's sorcerers have a second brain in their subspace.
The technique of mental interference with others is also present in Shizuno Liu Sorcery in a different way than Midori's ability. The second brain is useful for the procedure. Not only that, but this second brain becomes essential for the art of accumulating a huge amount of information, making instantaneous calculations and processing, such as control over one's schizophrenia and protection against mental attacks from the enemy.
Midori's second brain also connects with hundreds of believers and records all of those memories. Thus, the moment I jumped into my true head, I was able to grasp and process almost everything true. Memories, emotions, thoughts.
"Is that what you mean..."
Midori's schizophrenic body peeking into true memory exhales heavily in true. There have been endless peeks into miserable lives and so on, and thus some feelings have become somewhat dull in the pain of others, but even from that misery, true miserable memories, pain and determination had something that shook Midori's heart.
"Hmm?
I thought I instantly grasped all of my true memories, but deep in my true spirit, I discovered something odd.
It was an area in true memory but not in true memory. Midori knows what it is. An area that the brain cannot remember. Memory area of the soul. Memories before reincarnation. It doesn't seem to be completely isolated because it affects the mind, but basically an isolated area.
(What's this? You have magic on your soul.)
The realm itself is something everyone has, but Midori found it existed in a different way. It can be seen that residual ideas, obviously made intentionally, exist within.
Midori was also reincarnated and manipulated to maintain memory and power, so I could instantly understand what it meant. A similar technique of lineage is applied to the true soul as Midori knitted it.
The moment Midori touched the area, it visualized.
In the strange room, the spirit of Midori was invited. A Japanese room with tatami tatami spreading. A part is scattered on a large desk like the one made by cutting the tree intact, with various things reminiscent of the magic catalyst, books piled up, flasks lined with various shapes. Some parts are stacked with hay.
There were three people there.
One is a warring warrior dressed in mud and returning bloody armor, sitting on a tatami. One sat down in a chair and dropped his eyes on a book on his desk, a blonde dressed in wizard-style attire with a twisted wand. One slept sideways almost naked on a haystack, a heterogeneous redhead boy with thin pink skin and horns, clearly not human. All three of them are gazing at Midori.
One of them, Midori knows the one who doesn't look human.
"Emperor of the Beast... crusaded by your ancestors, demon king"
At the time Midori groaned, a man dressed in wizard-style rose and gave a soft grin.
"I've been waiting for you. A thousand years."
The crimson eyes turn to Midori and the man tells her calmly.
"Huh? Have you been waiting? Midori?"
Midori unwittingly inquires.
"I had predicted that anyone who wanted to complete a technique that I could only knit out halfway would come here. Therefore, we have also recorded these two strong men created within the circle. If you say this, you know what this word means.
Midori understood at that point what the wizard-style man was trying to say and what he wanted. Until their memories, they could not be read instantly, they could only observe, but they could all be detected.
"What's going on? You're not gonna do anything?
True asks Midori, who remains confronted with the truth and just has a bitter look on his face. I did feel the feeling of Midori's spirit coming into me. As you can see, Midori. But there's no sign of doing anything more.
"Well... I wouldn't. Reading all my heart means knowing all my purpose."
"Well, hey... you made your heart look like mine in the first place. And then you attacked me.
Midori says it sounds bad. The tired and fortunate child watching from the side had no idea what the conversation between the two meant, but at the next moment, the truth speaks of the tired and fortunate child's shocking dialogue.
"Be my pawn. Instead of apricots. It was time I craved the strength to serve my purpose. [M] You are fit for it. You're no less powerful than Tired or Snow Oka, and in that sense, you're not a substitute for Apricot."
"Huh? Why me? I don't know. Just because you have the power? Sometimes soliciting means it has to be me ~?"
"Don't be silly. You don't have to bother saying it. You know that. You read all my mind. You know what I'm doing. You can save yourself the trouble of explaining it. Besides - it's my life I was trying to kill myself anyway, so could I play around again before I do that? This is how I solicit after reading and knowing my mind. I was wondering if you would follow this invitation."
"That's not all."
Midori's expression becomes somewhat sinister.
"You showed me how you feel about your apricot sister, too. It was also clear that I had read Sister Apricot's mind. You're treading because you can't refuse Midori because of the Apricot Sister thing? Sort of a dirty deal for a long time. I can't believe you dashed the death of my sister Apricot and followed me to my heart. It's dirtier than what I did to your ancestors."
"That's why I told you. If you read my mind, it's over. You can't say no, even if you know it. I won't say no. Li Mei told me. He said you've always been good with apricots and allowed your heart the most for apricots. So I came up with what you call a dirty deal."
"Oh well..."
Nodding Midori. Laughing powerlessly, without showing anyone her face.
"In Sister Apricot's head... It was all about you even before I died... Damn...... seriously, you suck."
"But you can't turn down that shitty deal. That's..."
"That's what Apricot wants."
Wearing a spilling tear, Midori raised her face.
"What annoys me more than anything is that you've calculated everything from what you've done. Damn, I'm kidding. Using my abilities backwards is a joke."
"I've told you many times, you and I both know that working that dirty calculation to make you my hand will be the biggest sustenance for dead apricots in your place, right?
Midori knows with a peek into his true heart. How heartbreaking the truth may be to the death of apricots. And definite thoughts about true apricots. And that's not all. Secrets hidden in a true soul, which I don't even know myself. Sometimes I saw that.
(Otis said it was me who was peeking at my heart... He doesn't even know me well enough to spot me, or whatever - ugly)
From the truth, Midori thinks that there may have been a somewhat forceful bet. It may not have completely discerned Midori's character. Assuming it wasn't, this deal wouldn't be closed. But the result was a hit.
"Wow... I'm mistaken about one thing. Apricot sister didn't die in my place. That... that guy was after Sister Apricot"
I was truly shocked by that word. An unexpected story - not because it was. Because it was a truly thoughtful story.
"Don't you want to find out the truth?
The truth asks while suppressing agitation.
"Actually, it sounds interesting. Yea, that's why. Regards."
Midori with a grin that shows her usual teeth and whispers her hand. True - it was pretty much too much, but I was forced to make a smile and hold that hand.
"Then apologize tirelessly."
With my hand shaking, I said the truth. Midori laughs unexpectedly, wondering if you hadn't forgotten.
"He's definitely a hell of a fool, but he was desperate to change himself for a fool. At his pace and the way he did it, he worked hard to grow up trying to break his shell. I've been watching it on my side for years, and I can't forgive you for insulting it without my head. Weakness may be a sin, but I don't mind a write-off if it stays like a mockery of his attitude to overcome that weakness."
"Wow... wow... I felt guilty because I thought I'd done too much, too. Yes, yes. I'm sorry about all of them. Is this it?
Not suitable for those who are tired, Midori speaks of an apology full of a sense of propriety without any shards of sincerity or gratitude.
I am tired and look like I don't care about my heart. Not because Midori's attitude was terrible, but because his hatred was only an excuse and he knew that his true aim had been Midori's flexibility from the beginning.
Truth leaves Midori and comes to those who are tired and fortunate. And look at Sachiko, open her mouth.
"For example, please hurry up. There was a reason why I couldn't stay long. I don't want any more victims because of me."
The true meaning of the word could not be weighed down for the lucky child, but there seemed to be no lie in the word that there would be sacrifices, and if it were a situation where people would actually die, we could not overlook it.
"As always... that's forceful"
I think I can finally get a true handle on it, and I'm tired of taking off my true clothes with a relieved look.
"My luck has helped me get it right to the scenario. Especially since he was what I thought he was."
Removed the rocket landscape and placed it on the floor, wiping with his hands the blood dripping from his forehead, and a true glance at Midori.
"Aggregation of edges..."
Meanwhile, in a voice no one could hear, Midori was whining alone.
"Are all the guides of the circle gathered in time in this day and age... me, my ancestors, and him..."