The villainous second young lady becomes a god in a bizarre Tokyo.

That's right.

Although the grafting technique is kept completely secret from those who do not possess blood abilities, and aside from a few immortal beings, even someone like Kenta Kujo knows very little about it.

However, Kujo Mion knew about this plan.

Because Kujo Mien's uncle was the person who was grafted decades ago.

Their drastically different personalities and the unusually rapid pace of advancement within the family raise many questions.

Until one day, by chance, she saw a booklet in a gift given to her by her uncle.

The words inside were written in blood.

—[Run!]

It contained only fragments about grafting, but when pieced together and with Kujo Mion's subsequent conscious investigation, the whole truth was quickly revealed.

However, blood-related abilities can exert a certain degree of control over the branches of blood-related abilities, making escape far from easy.

The peak of B-rank has locked the upper limit of strength, and even struggling seems weak and futile.

Even so, Kujo Mion did not give up the possibility of escaping.

Normally, I act and keep an eye on things together with the people from the Kujo Zaibatsu.

Even now.

However, while they had previously crushed most of their enemies, now they had to deal with members of Xiahuo Mountain.

If the lord of Xiahuo Mountain were to appear, even Kujou Kaname would be no match for him, which would be his best option for escaping.

Therefore, she waited patiently for the right opportunity.

Even if the Lord of Xiahuo Mountain doesn't appear, and Xia Riyuko fights Kujou Shinobu, she will still risk running away.

However, neither of these things happened.

She could only wait and wait.

However, time is running out for me.

Even though she often robbed Kenta Kujo of his food to slow down his strength, it had little effect.

Kenta Kujo still reached the peak of B-rank.

This also means that grafting will begin in the near future.

Rather than that...

Why not fight like a cornered beast, a life-or-death battle, just like Natsumi Rinrei? That way, you'll die a quick and painless death.

Kujo Mion gazed at the figure of Kujo Kaname ahead, who was currently completely unprepared.

It’s better to give it a try.

Her once captivating eyes now held a death wish.

A crystal-clear blood sword began to silently condense in his hand.

However, at this moment.

A warm and melodious female voice resounded from her soul.

"interesting."

"I was observing Natsumi Rinrei, but I didn't expect that something unexpected would happen here."

"What do you want to do?"

"You want to make a move against Kujou Shinobu?"

"and many more……"

The woman's voice paused for a moment, then continued.

“Your name is Kujo Mion, and you are a victim of the grafting project.”

Natsume Hanae was originally using the body of Shindai Naraku to control everything.

Suddenly, he felt a surge of blood energy and followed it in that direction, where he saw Kujo Mion preparing to stab Kujo Kaname in the back.

As for the so-called grafting plan...

It was something I had heard unconsciously from within the soul of Naraku Kamishiro during a meeting of the Kujo Zaibatsu on one of those occasions.

Kujo Mien heard the voice coming from Tu'e.

My mind went blank for a moment, then went completely blank.

A pallor crept across her face, as if she had been discovered by some being.

However, her strong willpower calmed her down.

If this being harbors hostility towards me, it will attack me the instant it discovers that I am aggressive towards Kujou Kaname.

It's impossible for someone to communicate with themselves, yet they say it's interesting.

They even revealed the secret of the grafting plan.

However, she wondered who this person was, how well she knew the Kujo Zaibatsu, and the mysterious feeling they evoked in her mind made her think of a deity.

Could it be the legendary Ebisu? Or something like the spirit of a divine artifact?

Just as Kujo Mion was speculating, Natsuhi Hanae spoke up again.

"You don't need to guess anymore, I am not one of those beings."

Her beautiful eyes widened. How could this unknown entity in her mind know what she was thinking? Could it be that the other party had mind-reading abilities? Wouldn't that mean it knew everything she was thinking?

"I don't have mind-reading abilities."

Kujo Meien: "..."

"I simply infer what you are thinking by observing the flow of divinity within your body, the sensation of your emotions, and the reactions of your body."

Mio Kujo: "...What's the difference between this and mind reading?"

However, Natsuhikae did not continue discussing these meaningless matters with Kujo Mien.

Information about Kujo Mion began to circulate in her mind, and now that she knew Kujo Mion's thoughts, a bold idea began to emerge.

In some ways, Kujo Mion's fate was even more tragic than hers.

She was merely destined to be a marriage partner for an old man, and, barring any unforeseen circumstances, Kujo Mion's fate was entirely to benefit someone else.

That being the case.

A seductive language slowly flowed through Miyo Kujo's heart, lingering and profound.

"Kujo Garden."

Do you want to truly live?

Truly living?

Kujo Mien soon began to ponder what it truly meant to be alive.

Perhaps it's about living without working for others, living without being restricted by the branches of blood-related abilities, and living for oneself.

She had none of these things.

This also illustrates how difficult it is to truly live. So, can the existence of something in one's mind really help one achieve true living?

Can they break free from the shackles imposed by the Kujo conglomerate?

Besides, there's no such thing as a free lunch.

In any case, I don't have a better choice now, so what's the harm in asking?

"If one could truly live, who wouldn't want to?"

"But what's the price?"

"If you truly possess such power to fulfill this wish, what price would I have to pay?"

Upon hearing this, Summer Flower, radiating a crimson divine light, solidified in Kujo Mion's mind.

It was so vast, so boundless.

Those dazzling, crimson eyes gave Kujo Mion endless awe, a magnificent sight like the rising sun.

It felt as if the other party could silently take away one's life with just a slight flicker, a suffocating feeling.

At this moment, she had no doubts about this existence.

Then, a being, like a god, appeared in his mind, gently raising a warm smile, his words filled with nonchalance.

"cost?"

"There was no cost involved, it was just out of interest."

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P.S.: It's the beginning of the month, so I'm offering a small weekly reward to motivate myself to keep writing.