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The eight fragments, along with the main body, immediately surrounded Qiong with concern upon seeing her exhausted appearance.

"Qiong, are you alright?"

"Why are you doing this so recklessly?"

"Sit down and rest!"

Nine voices rang out simultaneously, each carrying the same concern and heartache.

They immediately surrounded him, hurriedly helping the exhausted young man lie down.

The original Tirispyos gently rested Sora's head on her soft, jade-like legs, which exuded a faint fragrance.

The other eight red-haired beauties surrounded him, offering him words of comfort and concern.

Not far away, March 7th stared blankly at Qiong, who was surrounded by nine stunning beauties and enjoying the service of having her lap as a pillow.

This...this isn't right!?

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Volume 1: Chapter 808 Titi and the Eight Titicipios

Looking at the sky before him, surrounded by nine identical beauties, their red hair like flames, their complexion as fair as the morning glow reflecting on snow, without any makeup.

March 7th slightly opened her mouth, falling into doubt about her role.

Is this correct?

This doesn't make sense!

It doesn't look right no matter how you look at it, does it?

Onpharos is a world just for her and Aqiong. Although no one can see her, she has successfully made a new friend, Tirisipius.

Two joys overlapped.

This double joy brought even more joy.

They should have already enjoyed a dreamlike and happy time.

But why?

Will it turn out like this?

A feeling of emptiness washed over me.

On March 7th, a sudden pang of bittersweet emotion welled up inside me: 'I shouldn't have been in the car; I should have been watching from under it, seeing how sweet you two were.'

No, Sora is yours, and no one can take him away from you... Go and snatch Sora back from that woman's arms.

A deep, slow voice echoed in the depths of her mind.

On March 7th, it seemed as if I heard another version of myself speaking.

"A-Qiong is mine... no!"

March 7th murmured unconsciously, then suddenly shook his head violently as if waking up with a start.

The dark red hue that had been quietly spreading like a long night in the depths of her pupils faded with her movements.

"What... happened to me just now?"

She pressed her hand to her chest, still shaken.

Why would such a thought suddenly come to mind?

Although she did feel a tiny bit jealous, the intense urge she had just had to lock Qiong in a dark room and keep her there all by herself was completely unlike her!

Am I mentally healthy?

"It should be normal!"

She tried to convince herself.

In fact, during the two months he spent in Onphalos, March 7 did notice some subtle changes in his own mental state.

Although the changes were extremely subtle, she, being as oblivious as she was, didn't notice them at first.

But recently, I've been hearing that "other self" whispering so often that even the most carefree person would feel uneasy.

She would never have been like this before... so attached to Ah Qiong that she almost didn't want to leave his side for even a moment.

But now.

He is the only one who can see himself, hear himself, touch himself, and communicate and complain with himself.

On March 7th, the only interactive object left in the entire world was Sora.

This uniqueness allows attachment to grow wildly like vines.

March 7th doesn't deny liking Qiong, but she doesn't think she'll become like Muli, the kind of person who ties the male protagonist up to the basement and drains him dry every day, in the corner where Xingqiong and Muli often play.

Although it sounds... well, it does have a slightly stimulating and tempting appeal~

But that's definitely not her style on March 7th!

Little March can clearly distinguish the difference between this idea and her true self.

This made her wonder if it was because she had been unable to establish any real connection with anyone other than Qiong for a long time.

Did you bottling yourself up and start having mental problems?

"Ugh, whatever!"

Feeling increasingly agitated, March 7th vented her anger by ruffling her long, smooth, cherry-pink hair into a messy ball and then rushed towards the gentle haven where she was surrounded by nine red-haired beauties.

A little jealousy made her puff out her cheeks unconsciously, like an angry pufferfish.

However, the nine Tirispius completely surrounded the dome, making it impossible for March 7 to get in, and she immediately lost her jealousy.

"Hey, stop crowding around here! Let me see that idiot!"

For the first few days, March 7th thought that transforming into the form of a meme ghost was quite nice.

It's very convenient to do things; you can enter the treasure vault in front of people without being hunted down by the local civilization.

But now it seems that the drawbacks of the ghost state are much greater than imagined.

"Eh—Eh!?"

Just as March 7th strained to squeeze through the gap between the two Tibos, her meme body suddenly merged into the body of one of the more lively red-haired beauties.

"What...what's going on here?"

Almost instantly, Tirispius sensed something amiss and saw with her own eyes that March 7th had merged into Tirispius's body. Qiong's eyes widened slightly.

However, before Tirispyos could even ask 'herself' a question, March 7th sprang out from the shattered Tirispyos.

"Ah Qi, are you alright? What just happened?"

Qiong lay motionless on Titi's beautiful legs, which exuded a faint fragrance.

He was truly exhausted.

Jerry's strength defies logic, even preventing Tirispius from shattering into a thousand pieces, but his stamina consumption is quite bizarre.

The time I mended the starry sky in Pinocchio's dream wasn't as physically tiring as when I was working on Tirispie.

"I... I don't know either. I just wanted to squeeze through, and then somehow, I ended up inside her body."

"Could it be the legendary possession by a ghost?"

"Pah! I'm not a ghost! Have you ever seen a ghost as lively, cute, youthful, and energetic as me?"

"Oh, so that's the beautiful girl ghost possessing you?"

"Say that again while looking at my fist, which is as big as a sandbag?"

March 7th raised her clenched little pink fist and threatened.

"It seems that your meme form has many amazing abilities that we haven't discovered yet."

"It seems so... Don't try to fool me and change the subject!"

Looking at Sora, who seemed to be joking and teasing her imaginary friend, the nine Tirispyos breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

"It looks like he's just exhausted from overexertion."

"It's good that you're alright."

"Qiong, how did you do that?"

Nine stunningly beautiful faces, almost identical in appearance, each present a different charm through subtle differences in hairstyle and headdress.

Each Tirispius seems to have a slightly different personality, which leads to differences in their tone of voice when speaking.

Such a subtle change would probably require an ordinary person to spend some time with nine beauties to notice.

However, Kyō, who possesses a Persona, is particularly sensitive to changes in her mental state and personality.

He's the expert among experts.

"It's just about putting the broken parts of you back together, right? It's not hard, is it?"

It's really not difficult for Jerry.

"..."

How could it be 'not too difficult'?

"This is completely contrary to common sense!"

"That's amazing."

Does this mean... fate has been shaken?

The nine Tirispians expressed either amazement or skepticism.

"Let's not talk about me yet."

Qiong shifted slightly, finding a more comfortable position on Titi's lap, her view inevitably partially obscured by the soft curves of her breasts above.

But all eight pretty faces around him, some charming, some dignified, and some lively, were clearly visible.

"Tell me about your current situation. How are you feeling? What's the current situation for 'you guys'?"

“'We' are Tibo.”

The gentle and tolerant Tirispius spoke first.

"'We' are Tian!"

Tirispius has a more outgoing and cheerful personality.

“'We' are Tinning.”

Tirispius possessed a serene and tranquil temperament.

“…Tissom~”

Tirispius possesses a scholarly air and the temperament of a literary young girl.

"...Tizhou".

Like a secluded orchid in a valley, Tirispie is beautiful.

“...Tixiao oh~.”

Tirispius, straightforward yet playful, winked.

“...Tirong.”

Tirispius, gentle and graceful like a married woman.

"...Ti Palace".

The last one has the most calm and reserved temperament.

Eight stunning red-haired beauties introduced themselves with smiles.