Girl in the Box: Please tell me why I was reincarnated as a mimic monster!

"Haha, a bit silly, right?" the boy laughed.

"A little," she replied dismissively.

To be honest, the photos all show her looking like that; she's cute, but she looks a bit silly.

"But it's because she persisted in doing what she always wanted to do that I had this idea." The boy looked at the nameless flower on the empty bed and muttered to himself.

"So that's why you brought her here?"

"That's pretty much it."

"You really know how to give me things to do."

"Thank you. Thank you."

"...～～～?!"

Caught off guard by the unexpected thanks, her heart raced, and she immediately fled the scene, leaving the hospital. The young man had no idea what he had done to cause her to leave in such a sorry state.

He looked out the window and saw a crack in the sky; she had probably gone back.

"Then... I'll leave it to you."

Interlude 2: His and Her Last Story

Earth……

I stood in front of the ward door, hesitating whether to go in or not. It's only been a few days and I'm already back on Earth. Why? I feel like that guy will think I'm frivolous.

Um... who was that person again...?

...? !

What... just happened?

While I was struggling with this decision, I momentarily forgot why I came here and who I was supposed to see. This wasn't some kind of temporary amnesia; it was a much more serious problem.

That rascal……

A sudden sense of foreboding washed over me, and I immediately opened the door and went inside.

"Hey!"

Fortunately, the guy was still sitting properly on the hospital bed, and the worst-case scenario didn't happen.

Sitting on the hospital bed, he shifted his attention from outside the window to the intruder. After recognizing the intruder as someone he knew, he smiled.

"You've come," the boy greeted me with a smile.

"Can't I come?" I rolled my eyes at him, annoyed. "I thought you were dead because you didn't react."

"I'm almost dead anyway," the boy stated calmly.

Faced with this reality, I was speechless and could only lower my head. According to Earth's age, he should still be quite young, and hadn't what my other-world self had done to him gone too far?

I saw the apple and knife lying to the side and asked him, "Would you like some fruit?"

He looked surprised at first, then nodded. I picked up the apple and a knife, carefully peeled it, removed the unbroken strip of peel, and handed it to him. I wouldn't say it was a beautiful peel, but at least it wasn't embarrassing.

He took a bite first, then asked, "What wind blew you here?"

"I just decided to come and see you, this half-dead person, on a whim." I was so angry with this guy that I was speechless.

"On another note, how is she?" he asked, looking at the empty bed next to him.

The flowers on that bed have been removed, and no new patients have come to this ward. I don't know whether to say it's good or bad. The patient who stayed in that bed is no longer in this world, and he seemed to miss it terribly.

"Not good," I said honestly. "Because one of her companions used a strategic-level spell, her labyrinth is now under the watchful eyes of many. But she's protected by a dragon king, so she should be alright."

"It's even more dangerous over there than before," he sighed. "Strategic magic... If it were me, I probably wouldn't just stand by and do nothing."

He could understand how much of a threat strategic-level magic posed to that world, because this matter was also a major headache for me. To create magic with the power of Earth weapons in another world was incredibly reckless. Moreover, the appearance of this magic was so sudden that I couldn't react immediately and suppress it.

After that, we fell into a long silence. I didn't say anything, and neither did he, but we both knew what the other was thinking. He looked out the window and ate his apple, bite by bite.

"The weather is so nice today..." he said.

"...Want to go for a walk?"

"Can I ask you for a favor?"

"Consider it your last wish."

I stood up and went to get the folding wheelchair that was in the corner of the room. Seeing that he was trying to stand up, I quickly went over to help him.

So light... Is she already this weak...?

He was much weaker than he looked. His once robust body had become thin and frail, and I could now vaguely feel his bones. I felt a pang of heartache and helped him into his wheelchair.

"Oh dear... I'm getting old," he said, half-jokingly.

"Yes, yes, old man, we're going out now." I cooperated with him and slowly pushed the wheelchair out of the ward.

The hospitals in this world are much better than those over there. The sanatoriums in that other world are practically like battlefields. In the hospitals here, no matter how many people are there, everything is well-organized, quiet, and peaceful, making it perfect for patients to rest.

I pushed him along the quiet corridor. A few patients were moving their stiff bodies in the corridor, and nurses and doctors were going back and forth between the wards, experiencing the atmosphere here. It seemed pretty good.

We strolled around in a park near the hospital. He seemed uninterested in anything, which could affect his health. I asked him all sorts of questions to try and cheer him up. Then, I asked that question.

"Is this really a good idea?" I asked him.

"That's a pigeon...? What's good or bad about it?" He was still explaining the creatures of this world to me, but after I asked him that, he looked at me with a puzzled expression.

"That child isn't doing well now..." I've always had this question in my mind, "You could have given her so much more, so why didn't you give her anything?"

“…? Ah… that…” He smiled, “Have you heard the saying around here? It’s better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish. I’ve given her everything I could, she just doesn’t remember it now, but she will remember it eventually.”

"...I can't quite accept it." I couldn't understand it. "But if you think it's good, then it's up to you."

"You've been out for a while now, shouldn't you go back?" He urged me to go back. "My check-up time is almost up. If the nurse gets impatient, it will be difficult for me."

The nurse...you mean that really beautiful woman, right...?

Thinking about all this, my anger suddenly surged up.

"Go back by yourself!"

I released the wheelchair, leaving it to fend for itself, and went home alone. But as soon as I stepped out of the park, the worst thing happened, and if I remember, I probably would have regretted it deeply.

The girl stopped at the park entrance, lost in thought. Why had she come to this world? She vaguely remembered that she had come to this world to do something, to see someone, but she couldn't remember any of it.

She murmured to herself: Who... is he?

"This is the ward, right, buddy?"

"Ah, yes, this is it, thank you."

"No, no, I'm so sorry I didn't see you earlier! I'll be going now."

"See you……"

After the girl left, she never returned. The boy had somewhat anticipated this outcome. He called a patient to help him back to his ward. After watching her leave, he sat in his wheelchair and bowed deeply to her respectfully before opening the door to his own room, where he was alone.

Then he saw the nurse standing there, looking completely bewildered. She was probably wondering what he was doing in that room. He pushed his wheelchair over to her and waved.

"Nurse Qin, I'm here. You're here to examine me," he tried calling out to the nurse.

"...Uh, oh, I remember now, I'm so sorry." The nurse noticed him and apologized, "Then let's begin the examination, let me help you up."

The nurse kindly helped him back to bed, then performed various examinations and chatted with the boy.

"Hmm... you're not feeling well. Have you been getting enough rest?"

"Yes, my schedule is normal."

"Then let your family take you out more often... Speaking of which, your family hasn't visited you in a long time, but they always come to pay the bills on time. Why don't they want to come see you?"

"Who knows..."

The boy knew his family had forgotten him, but they vaguely remembered some things he absolutely had to do. The boy felt he was already very happy.

So please forget about me.

Extra Chapter: Miss Ghost

Thump, thump, thump...

The heartbeat gradually calmed, and something was slowly awakening in the darkness. An ethereal figure appeared beneath the twin moons; it had once been '■■■', but was no longer.

"Haa~~~" The figure yawned, and the voice sounded very cute.

As the dark clouds that had been obscuring the moonlight gradually dispersed, the figure became clear under the moonlight, revealing itself to be a petite young girl.

Her silver hair, streaked with purple, shimmered faintly in the moonlight. She possessed a pair of mysterious purple eyes and stood naked, frozen in the state of a newborn.

However, there is something subtle about her appearance: her body appears somewhat transparent.

Where is this place?

This was her first question.

She is now in a terrifying place, filled with skeletons and ghosts, the ground is blood red, and the sky is blood red—this must be the paradise of the dead.

But these spirits didn't even glance at her, wandering aimlessly, searching for something, yet unsure of what they were looking for. Now, she was much the same as them.

She vaguely remembered her identity, but that no longer mattered, because her companions were gone.

She no longer possessed the power she had in life; now she was only at the level of a ghost, and her memories of herself were not very clear, only a general understanding.

"Ah..." She looked up at the moonlit sky, "The moon is still as beautiful as ever..."

She muttered to herself, though she didn't know why it was blood red.

She looked at her current state and realized that she had probably lost her physical abilities, and her soul was also somewhat damaged, though she didn't know what had happened.

She couldn't tell where she was, because she had never seen such a place before, and the time was also somewhat off.

Did it take this long...? Try walking around a bit...

She thought so.

She drifted around like an ordinary ghost, her semi-transparent body moving quite easily. She passed through the skeletons, which seemed to glance at her before continuing on their way.

I guess I'm being treated like one of our own...

She thought so.

If it were her in life, these skeletal ghosts would have been scared away or crushed to pieces, but she did nothing.

But she doesn't pay much attention to these things anymore.

She suddenly sensed something, an aura of extraordinary vitality. The owner of that aura must be a very lively child.

The skeletons and ghosts also sensed the aura and followed its direction to find its source. In this matter, they were far more professional than her, a mere amateur.

She followed them lightly, because she was also curious about who the lively child was, but the skeletons and ghosts clearly had different goals than hers, because they took out weapons.

Although it's a very rudimentary weapon, it's more than capable of killing an ordinary person.

She found the source of the aura, and the owner of that aura was now making a great fuss. What a lively child!

She was a little fox girl with silver hair, who looked a few years older than her. Her silver hair and three silver tails were interspersed with a few strands of gold, and a small tiger tooth was showing at the corner of her mouth. She was indeed a very lively character.

But how long could the little girl survive the attacks of these skeletons and ghosts? She made a bet with herself that it probably wouldn't last more than five seconds.

But the little girl's actions instantly made her lose her bet. The little girl pulled out two unfamiliar weapons from somewhere; they looked like single-edged short swords with slightly curved blades.

It's an extremely sharp weapon; if she were to rate it, she'd give it an eight out of ten, by the way.

So what are weapons used for? That's obvious, of course, for fighting.

The little girl wielded two short swords, using her petite figure and nimble movements to dodge all attacks aimed at her, and then quickly cut down the skeletons. In just a short while, all the skeletons and ghosts were dead.

That's amazing...

She thought so.

The little girl seemed very impressive to her; her nimble footwork was superb, and she couldn't even see what the little girl was doing as she moved.

Moreover, the little girl understood the advantages of her weapon very well, and made good use of it and integrated it into her work. When she wielded it, it gave the illusion of dancing.

The little girl put away her weapon, looked around blankly, and then noticed her, approaching her with a curious expression.

She looked at the little girl up close and found her to be very cute; she thought she would definitely grow up to be a great beauty.

"Hello, Miss Ghost~?" the little girl greeted her.

Miss Ghost... that doesn't seem wrong... but I do look rather young...