Chapter 37

A part of the wall became like a mirror, and then it displayed Argit and the others as if it were a television. Without confidence in my ability to explain and clear up Ariadne's misunderstanding, I was flustered, and she noticed something was off. She asked if she could see my memories... Now, a single thread connects my forehead to hers.

She was a bit exasperated by my quick permission.

She can only read about this life, and only the memories I have recalled from my past life. That's why it's so straightforward.

I don't want her to see my past life, the time when I was depressed and a good girl to my parents. It's a black history.

"Hmm, I see..."

I tilt my head at her deepening frown.

"Ariadne?"

"Aria is fine."

As she said this, Aria waved her finger. The corridor where Argit and the others were advancing suddenly had a wall grow and block their path.

"I made it a one-way path."

She smiled wryly at my surprise and waved her finger again.

"However, once the size and the pseudo-boss are set, they can't be removed."

The screen that had been showing Argit and the others changed to display a single woman.

"The source of the miasma here, the slight curse that child scattered."

It was black... rather, pitch black. A color that felt rotten and evil, disgusting.

It was in the shape of a woman, but upon closer inspection, its skin and everything else were the same color.

It was like a horror movie.

It was swaying and standing, and suddenly it turned its head to meet my gaze. The eye area was hollow.

"Ah!"

I felt a chill and involuntarily screamed.

"It's a living spirit... no wonder it has high intelligence."

"No, it's scary, I can't do it!"

"Oh? You don't like horror?"

I shouldn't, but I couldn't stop shaking.

"Is it not scary?"

"Disgusting... like the feeling of a lot of pests in the kitchen, all focusing their attention on me."

"Oh, I see."

By the way, I can't even say the name... for the sake of a friend from my past life, I don't say it out loud. I can handle one normally (face to face?), but a group is impossible! Even one, if it flies towards me, I would scream. This is the kind of terror I feel when a group comes at me.

"The best thing about reincarnating is that those black devils in the kitchen don't exist in this world."

Aria also said this with a strangely serious face.

They don't exist?

I didn't know because the kitchen was out of my jurisdiction.

I felt relieved.

"That's good."

She gently patted my head.

"Unless that thing is defeated, the door to here won't open... I think it's fair to ask you to handle the cleanup, since you were forced to scatter the curse, even though it's not really your problem."

Hmm?

"Is the monster originally a spirit cloth?"

Aria smiled.

"That child was a super production by me and Sakura, like our own child? This country was created to ensure the safety and happiness of the spirits? Humans are just a bonus?"

Her eyes weren't smiling.

No, I suggested the treatment... but is that even the issue?

...I can't forgive it just for bringing pests near?

"Cuteness is justice? A country that raises humans who can harm those cute spirits, a country that doesn't care about them, should have been destroyed. When did the priorities change?"

Yay, attack.

Aria is beautiful like a goddess, but she's a goddess of the Kishibojin type... it seems.

While we were talking, Argit and the others reached the pseudo-boss. Argit's mouth called out a name, and the pseudo-boss's atmosphere changed. Its lips twisted into a smile, looking pleased, but...

It only made it more eerie.

Ah, I feel uneasy, I want to do some sewing.

"Yandere isn't my hobby... I want to torture them to death and make the main body have nightmares."

Aria, propping her cheek, said this.

Ah, we're connected? To the former queen.

I... with the golden threads overflowing around me and Aria, who is hiding her body with only her hair, an inappropriate desire swelled up in me. The golden threads are dense concentrations of power. Magic?

Aria's power, for sure.

"Can I use these to make Aria's clothes?"

At my sudden request, Aria's seductive aura retreated. She widened her eyes and gave me a gentle smile.

"A craftsman."

She softly patted my head.

"I'm glad the first reincarnated person I properly talked to was you."

Me too.

I'm glad I met Aria.