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Hayato peeled back Kate's false memories and disguises layer by layer.

Inside the world of the mind.

From the torn rift.

A vicious skull lunged straight at him, then shattered.

It shattered into bits.

When an egg hit a rock, it was no surprise no matter how thoroughly it broke.

Still, in Hayato's view, altering memories well enough to fool someone even once was already impressive, and there was even a triggered trap set in place.

Wasn't that being a little too cautious?

But that was all. The truth lay before Hayato.

After finishing, Hayato took off his clothes.

Naturally, he was in the bathroom.

Wasn't taking off clothes to shower perfectly normal?

Thinking of the onion outside that had been peeled nearly to its core, Hayato felt a little overheated and let cold water wash over him.

This uncontrollable biological instinct made Hayato feel good, even delighted.

Hayato had a feeling that if he had entered the Gate of Truth back then, he would have become a god when he emerged, but at the same time, he would have turned into some cold, emotionless existence like a "Main God System" or "Reincarnation Space."

Should he reward himself, unclog the pipes, spit out some phlegm, and relax?

Heh heh heh~

Hayato suddenly let out a pig-like laugh.

It was wonderful to be a person of flesh and blood, with all seven emotions and six desires.

When he finished washing, Kate was already awake. She sat on the bed, gazing at him affectionately.

"Get dressed. Uh... I mean your everyday clothes. Come somewhere with me. Hurry up."

He did not ask whether she could or whether she wanted to. In Kate's current mental state, she would not hesitate even if he asked her to walk through mountains of blades