The Witch Who Is About to Arrive (5.6K) (Continued)

"And Suzaku Kururugi? Has he joined you?" CC asked again, as if on purpose, her eyes full of smiles.

"Tch, that bastard..."

Mahiro curled his lip in disdain.

What could that scoundrel who recognized a thief as his father do? Naturally, he didn't join.

Instead, he ran back to Britannia to confess and accept punishment.

Nothing has changed.

Afterwards, he asked Lelouch why he didn't just use Geass to directly control Suzaku Kururugi.

But his answer was that he didn't want to use this ability on his closest family members.

In some ways, Lelouch is indeed indecisive.

Then, he got beaten up again by Mahiro.

I taught you so much, yet you don't treat me as your closest person, but instead you're on friendly terms with a guy who recognizes a thief as his father!

He deserves it!

So, does that mean you all wasted your time this time?

Seeing his sullen expression, CC almost burst out laughing.

"Not exactly, but at least he gained a bunch of terrorists as Lelouch's starting point."

Although, apart from Kallen, the other terrorists were completely useless.

Its only advantage is that it obeys orders...

"Speaking of which, there's something I'm curious about: why do you like this straitjacket so much? Is it because you like its design?"

Mahiro his head and looked at the witch lying on the bed. Underneath the straitjacket, her pert buttocks and long legs, and her delicate and beautiful feet, were dangling lightly in front of him.

He had prepared many clothes for CC in the wardrobe, but CC had no intention of wearing or changing them, and always clung to this restrictive outfit.

It's already covered with various patches.

"I just think they match quite well."

"Complement what?"

"... I am not free, I am bound, so this straitjacket suits me very well."

CC's calm words seemed to conceal a deep weariness and loneliness, "Because CC is bound by the world."

Her words seemed to have profound meaning, yet also appeared to be merely a simple sigh and reflection.

"You really like to use profound and mysterious language, CC."

Mahiro complaining, Mahiro collapsed onto the bed like CC, surrounded by the witch's fragrance. Just by turning around, he could see that captivatingly beautiful face.

"If you feel you lack freedom, then go and fight for it! You're not powerless, so why wallow in self-pity?"

"... Just like you used to be?"

"What did you say?"

"What I mean is, you and I are very similar, Mahiro. We're both bound..."

Before CC could finish speaking, Mahiro suddenly stood up, grabbed her shoulder, flipped her over, and pinned her down.

He held the witch's slender, snow-white wrists firmly with both hands, and pressed his legs down on CC's legs to prevent her from moving.

To an outsider, their current posture would make them look like they were about to engage in some intimate activity.

Mahiro's head gradually drew closer to that pretty face, staring intently into those amber eyes that seemed to have seen through the vicissitudes of life and understood everything...

But those eyes were full of laughter.

"Can't wait any longer, you impatient brat?"

"What did you see?" Mahiro asked expressionlessly.

"Do you care a lot?"

"What did you see, witch?"

Mahiro repeated the question, but this time his tone was a little harsher.

When she said that she and she were very similar, Mahiro realized it.

This woman may have glimpsed his memories, his past.

Although being seen isn't a big deal, there's an inexplicable sense of shame, like being publicly executed.

However, CC just giggled nonchalantly, showing no panic or struggle, and simply lay on the bed.

Her delicate cherry lips exhaled a fragrant breath, and her gaze met his cold stare without flinching. From his dark eyes, as black as the night sky, and from his red pupils that always shone with an ominous light, CC seemed to see a completely different Yotsuba Mahiro.

That's the most authentic version of him, stripped of his gentleness.

And she, too, parted her cherry lips slightly and said:

"Everything about you, your past, all your experiences, everything about Yotsuba Mahiro, the Adjuster."

CODE connects to the C's World, which is a collection of Alaya-vijnana.

It can basically see everything that anyone has ever experienced.

It cannot be hidden.

During that brief encounter, CC glimpsed those experiences through the disillusionment of the Mahiro.

Fourth Laboratory, Experiment Subject, Magical Adjustment Subject, Yotsuba Mahiro.

Although she had never encountered this kind of knowledge in her countless years of life, she could empathize with it deeply.

Therefore, she felt that perhaps Yotsuba Mahiro was like her, also harboring ominous power and cursed.

So, after much deliberation, she decided to reveal herself and try to make contact with the man.

"I never imagined you, a witch, would have a habit of spying on other people's memories."

The next second, Mahiro suddenly let go of her.

He rolled over and lay back down on the bed.

But CC suddenly clung to him, seemingly mimicking his earlier actions, straddling him, her hands on his chest, her long, emerald-green hair cascading down like a waterfall, obscuring their faces.

Beneath her bangs, CC and he looked at each other.

"Mahiro, you will grant my wish, right?"

"What wish? The one that kills you?"

CC didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

"But I'm not your contractor."

"I know."

"Besides, I don't have the ability to kill you. I failed to kill you even after 137,232 attempts, so how can you think I have the ability now?"

He killed for a whole month back then; CC was almost constantly being reborn from death, only to face death again.

This time, however, he didn't see fear in CC's eyes; instead, he saw relief and determination.

She replied calmly:

There will be an opportunity.

"Alright. In that case, I promise you, if that day ever comes and your wish hasn't changed, I will help you fulfill this long-cherished wish and kill you with my own hands."

Mahiro also knew that CC had lived for far too long.

She had become numb to everything in the world; death was the most extravagant request she could make, and her constant contracts with others were all for the purpose of seeking death.

Even the Geass contract with Marianne is the same.

Therefore, it is not an easy task to bring this withered tree back to life.

All I can say is, I'll do my best.

If it's truly impossible to do what Lelouch did, then at least C. C. should die at his hands.

"Thanks."

The immortal witch suddenly smiled, her beauty breathtaking.

What surprised Mahiro even more was that this woman actually said the word "thank you"!

It died young.

Is the sun going to rise in the west?

Just as he was thinking this, CC suddenly leaned closer.

"Then let's sign the contract! A contract without the constraints of Geass..."

CC closed her eyes, and that captivating face, as if crawling out of Abyss, drew closer to him, its allure like cornflowers, and her cherry lips pressed against Mahiro's.

In that instant, Mahiro felt as if his consciousness was immersed in a vast, empty space.

From the moment of human birth, in a fleeting instant, we have witnessed the creation of countless young girls with bird-like symbols atop their heads, offering their devout prayers.

Countless threads, resembling human nerves, filled my entire mind.

That's the C's World.

It is also the aggregate of human consciousness, the Alaya-vijnana!

Magnificent and grand.

In His presence, Mahiro felt his own insignificance.

A cluster of countless stars in the vast universe, radiating a tiny yet dazzling light, yet also as ominous as a death star.

But strangely, this time he didn't go berserk or descend into madness.

Like a passerby, quietly observing, feeling everything slip silently by, passing through the gaps between one's fingers...

"This feeling is quite wonderful."

Mahiro was alone in this space, muttering to himself.

CC looked at Mahiro, whose eyes were already closed, and Mahiro a slight sigh of relief.

Slowly, I got off him, and with a little effort, moved his body to the head of the bed, helped him put on a pillow, and covered him with a blanket.

Then she sat on the edge of the bed and just watched quietly.

To be honest, she didn't know why she made that decision.

She entrusted her wishes to this man who was completely unfathomable to her.

They had already made arrangements with Charles, Marianne, and others...

But her subconscious was telling her that compared to Lelouch...

This mysterious man is more likely to fulfill her wish.

On the battlefield in the Middle East, a group of dark purple mechs modified by Sutherland are fighting each other.

Cornelia personally led her personal guard to wipe out the last resistance on this battlefield.

Cornelia Li Britannia, the second princess of the Holy Britannian Empire, is one of the strongest contenders for the throne of the Empire and is known as the Witch of the Empire.

Since graduating from military academy with outstanding grades, Cornelia has fought for the empire on various battlefields. Unlike other princesses who hide in the background, gentle and delicate like a hothouse socialite, she is like a Valkyrie, personally leading the army, going to the front lines, and charging into battle, bringing countless victories to Britannia.

Her achievements were outstanding, and her military exploits were numerous. Her reputation as the witch of the empire spread throughout the world, and she enjoyed great support within the country. In Britannia, a country where the strong prey on the weak, both princes and princesses had the potential to inherit the throne.

But the prerequisite is that you must be a strong person!