Mobile Fortress Lady Cozette - Chapter 35
After Cosette had gone
Chiyo groans at the TV screen after Cozette is gone.
“It’s weird, isn’t it?”
Chiyo was looking back at the anime work that Cozette and the others were in. Of course, she had already used the computer to learn about the detailed settings that the anime couldn’t depict.
“Where did I learn about the Cozette?”
The “Cozette” I’m referring to here is the Cozette in the anime.
Watching the anime again, Chiyo noticed that “Cozette is not portrayed very well. Of course, Cozette acts flamboyantly as she stands in the way of the enemy.
But behind the scenes. The story of how she got to where she is today, is omitted.
That’s right, Cozette is just an antagonist. Her role is to interfere with the protagonist and make him feel good about himself.
I’d rather spend my time making out with the hero than spending time on that.
I looked around for information on Cozette, but I couldn’t find anything about her.
There may have been a description of her in the original novel or in the game.
But Chiyo is a meek person. And she’s not good at reading.
She was satisfied with the anime and did not follow it that closely.
However, Chiyo knows about Cozette’s condition, the loneliness that only she can know.
Up to now, Chiyo had thought that her feelings about the animated Cozette were just her own conjecture, based on information she had obtained from somewhere else.
That’s why I intervened a little too much with the little Cozette that I had to observe in this white room.
Chiyo has no doubts about whether she should have any control over other people’s lives. In the first place, she is not a person who is capable of thinking like that.
As long as she is in Cozette’s life, she needs to be happy, otherwise Chiyo will be in trouble.
” He’s the butler-kun too, isn’t he?”
The boy that Cozette had saved was the one who had made her feel completely uncomfortable, a feeling that had been somewhat vague until now.
He was young, but he was certainly the butler who had followed Cozette in the anime.
When Chiyo saw him, she was sure that she recognized him.
It was nostalgic.
The reason why she was looking back at the anime was not only because of Cozette’s magic, but also because of that boy.
She thought that she must have seen him as a boy somewhere in the anime and thought so.
However, this was a betrayal.
The anime only shows him as a grown-up. Nevertheless, Chiyo knows about the boy.
“This is Cozette’s memory…?”
I twist my neck.
It’s vague, and it’s not clear, but it’s definitely a memory of the process of the boy growing up.
As I was digging through my memories, Chiyo suddenly opened her mouth slowly.
“I am Chiyo, and my last name is…”
It didn’t come out.
I can’t remember his face.
Scenes from the neighborhood, things that happened at school, trivial mistakes, favorite comedians.
I can certainly remember various things that happened in Chiyo’s own past.
At the same time, I can also find memories that I am sure are missing.
And in their place, unknown memories are starting to take over.
A huge explosion, a soldier in tears, myself in a white coat, a dirty alleyway, a corridor with a plush carpet, myself in a dress….
They seem all too natural.
It’s not just Cozette’s memories. Obviously, a number of people’s memories fit in as Chiyo’s.
I tapped my fingers on the desk and pulled up the status.
Gradually, there is less and less information, these things.
“Am I being cut off?”
That was the answer, for now.
Because of something, the “something” that makes Chiyo, Chiyo, is being cut off.
That’s why the description of Chiyo’s status, her own ability, is also reduced.
“Could it be because of the slime?”
I looked at the slime to test it, and it shuddered in denial.
Well, that’s it, I changed my mind.
If the slime did something, why would Cozette’s memories come into play? And then there are the memories that don’t even seem to belong to her.
This is very strange.
Chiyo’s actions were swift.
She opened her computer and browsed through her favorite manga. She laughed for a while. Yeah. Apparently, the values and ethics were those of Chiyo as she herself knew them.
At any rate, I tried looking at the ones I didn’t like, but they were still not-for-me. Sorry, Goodbye.
Next, I searched for some information and confirmed that I could browse without any problems.
Finally, I turned on all the TV channels.
After trying a few things, I found that when a memory is lost, a new memory is inserted.
The only inconvenience at the moment is that I can’t see the status anymore.
“Then, it’s fine, right?”
Chiyo nodded her head.
The problem was shelved.
She didn’t know how to deal with it in the first place. What will happen, will happen.
Chiyo thought she was already finished with her life. At the same time, she is an optimist to the core.
She wants to spend the rest of her life doing as much as possible for Cozette. That core has never wavered.
For the time being, there are some concerns, but so far, it doesn’t seem that the “memory of Cozette” that has sprung up inside Chiyo will do anything for her.
Even if I peek at it, it is being processed as a past-experience. It doesn’t seem to have any effect on Chiyo.
–Perhaps this is what it means to disappear.
How long will I be able to be me?
There is no way I can answer that.
If so, I’ll put it on hold.
I’ll figure it out.
“It’s easier to create than to worry.”
What a good thing the old people said.
“Yeah, I’ll make that my motto.”
I turned the TV channel, looking the same as usual.
Crackers in his hand.
I’m going about my day as I’ve always done.
Only the slime was listening to Chiyo’s monologue.
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