Zhenyi stood at the door, the hem of her trench coat rustling in the air.

Before him, the figure of December appeared. Yes, in Fushiguro Megumi's eyes, he could vaguely see the outline of December.

"What's wrong with you going crazy in the middle of the night?"

Mayu stepped over the broken glass on the ground, walked straight to the hospital bed, snatched the already cracked mirror from Fushiguro Megumi's hand, and casually threw it into the trash can.

"Don't look in the mirror if you don't need to. Don't you even understand that?"

Fushiguro Megumi was stunned. He looked at Mayi, then at the semi-transparent December 1st, and the madness in his eyes gradually faded.

"Senpai Mai... this, is this the first day of December?"

"Oh? Will you be able to see me after the fusion?"

December 1st was not surprised; he had called Zhenyi over to verify his conjecture.

Fukuhei lowered his head; he did not answer the question posed on the first day of December.

"Feel sorry......"

"There's nothing to apologize for." December withdrew his hand, and the shadows in the room returned to calm, shrinking back into the corner. "Ultimately, the problem isn't with you."

Fushiguro looked up at the blurry figure in front of her.

"Oh, right. Drink this bowl of porridge first. That idiot Itajō asked me to bring this for you." Mayi spoke up, taking out a thermos from behind her and placing it heavily on the bedside table.

"Huzhang and the others still have things to attend to for the time being."

Fushiguro looked at the insulated container, then at Mayi's awkward expression, and at December's half-smiling eyes.

At that moment, the guilt and unease in my heart seemed to be somewhat diluted by everyone's concern.

"Thanks."

Fukuguro opened the insulated container, and a wave of hot air rushed out.

It's plain congee.

He picked up the spoon and took a sip. It was very hot, but warm.

Suddenly, tears started falling uncontrollably into the porridge.

"That's lame." Zhenyi turned around, her back to him. "Hurry up and finish your drink, then go to sleep. There's a whole mess waiting for you to clean up."

"Um."

Fukuguro Megumi gulped down the porridge, swallowing it down with tears in her eyes.

......

The next day, early in the morning.

Sunlight filtered through the mountain mist, illuminating the newly renovated playground.

Megumi Fushiguro's recovery ability is terrifying; she can now get out of bed.

He sat on the steps of the playground, wearing a brand-new college uniform. The high collar concealed the cracks on his neck, but the cracks on his cheeks were still noticeable. He had considered wearing a mask, but seeing one would trigger unpleasant memories, so he simply gave up on the idea.

He held an ancient book in his hand, a collection of notes from successive family heads on "Ten Types of Shadow Magic." But his mind was clearly not on the book.

His gaze fell on the shadow at his feet. In the sunlight, it was just a perfectly normal black projection.

"What are you looking at? Are you wondering if it will suddenly jump out and bite you?"

The figure of December appeared out of thin air and sat down next to Fushiguro Megumi without any hesitation. Although his figure was still slightly blurry in Fushiguro's vision, there was no problem with the conversation.

"Aren't you going to stay with Zhenyi-senpai?"

"She's catching up on sleep." December 1st shrugged. "Besides, it's not easy to see someone again, so I have to have a good chat with her."

Fushiguro Megumi nodded and remained silent for a while.

"That day in the dragon's lair...it was you who entered my shadow and pulled me out, wasn't it?"

"Otherwise what? You expect to swim out on your own?" December looked at him sideways. "You were crying like a child who couldn't find his mother in there." Fukuro Megumi blushed and turned his head away awkwardly.

"Thanks."

"Why do you always say thank you? We've fought side by side so many times." December 1st waved his hand. "But this time, I've come to see you because I have something important to discuss."

Fushiguro Megumi turned her head, her expression turning serious.

"About those shadows?"

"Not entirely, actually it's also you."

December 1st pointed to Fukuhei's face.

"Dr. Glass should have told you already. Although the mask has been removed, its roots remain in your soul. That's why your face hasn't recovered yet, and why you can see me."

"Hmm." Fushiguro Megumi touched her cheek. "Now, whenever I activate my magical power, I hear those voices. The whispers of shadows, and... the urge to destroy."

"That's inevitable," December explained. "Your body and soul have undergone an irreversible transformation due to excessive fusion with the power of the shadows."

"However, I have two solutions."

As he spoke on the first day of the twelfth month, he held up two fingers.

"First, the seal. I can use the power of the talisman to completely seal the shadow passages within your body. This time, you will completely lose the ability to use ten shadow spells, and may even become an ordinary person, but you will be safe. The cracks on your face will also slowly disappear."

Fushiguro Megumi was stunned for a moment. Become an ordinary person?

This means he has to leave the world of sorcery, leave the high school, and leave Itadori and Kugizaki.

"And the second one?" he asked.

"Second..." A glint of light flashed in December's eyes, "Assimilation."

"assimilation?"

"Now that you've already integrated most of it, don't even think about purifying it completely. Let it grow. But you have to learn to control it."

On the first day of December, he stood up and pointed to the shadow at Fushiguro's feet.

"Before, you used the power of shadows to summon shikigami. Now, you are a part of the shadows. You need to adapt to and control those shadows; perhaps that will allow you to summon new shikigami again."

With the complete death of Moxu Luo, Fuhei's shadow shikigami have not been replenished for a long time, and now the only one that can be used is "Manxiang".

"But wouldn't that be dangerous?" Fushiguro Megumi frowned.

"Of course. There are dangers, but the rewards are considerable." December looked at him. "If things get out of control, I will definitely kill you first."

Fushiguro Megumi remained silent.

He looked at Maki and Panda doing their morning exercises on the playground, and at Itajiro being chased and beaten by Kugizaki in the distance.

If he chose the first path, he could live a peaceful life. He wouldn't have to face those terrifying monsters anymore, and he wouldn't have to worry about harming his companions.

but……

If he doesn't become stronger, and if he encounters Lu Suo or an even stronger enemy again... who will he be able to protect?

He thought of Tsumiki. He thought of himself, powerless to change anything in Shibuya.

I choose option two.

Fushiguro Megumi raised her head, her eyes no longer filled with confusion. A faint red light flickered in her deep green eyes, but it was no longer madness; instead, it was determination.

"I cannot stop here. Since this calamity was brought about by my spell, I shall end it."

December 1st gave a wry smile, it seemed that the Shadow Crisis wasn't entirely caused by Fu Hei.

Okay, let's do our best together.

"Then let's not delay and give it a try."

Fushiguro was taken aback by what he said.

"Try? Try what?"

"Smack."

The first day of December snapped its fingers.

The surrounding environment changed instantly. The once sunny playground disappeared, replaced by a pitch-black space.

It wasn't completely dark. To her surprise, Fushiguro Megumi discovered that she could actually "see" things clearly in this darkness. She was perceiving it through the fluctuations of shadows.

"Is this... a crevice in the shadows?"

"That's right. This is just a mental training ground that I created for you using the power of talismans."

The figure of the new moon shone faintly in the darkness.

"We need to see how far you've progressed in the integration process."

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