Chapter 189
Something felt wrong.
I looked around the table. My contaminated selves, each embodying a different horror tale, were seated all around.
According to the Cosmic Shopping Mall's VIP shopping service, they had been visualized so I could recognize them.
And when I asked for them to be eliminated, the lizard said... ...That it would mean permanently destroying a part of myself?
That sounded as if—my contaminated mind itself would be obliterated.
Like amputating a limb to stop an infection from spreading.
Of course, sometimes that's unavoidable.
But it's a last resort. A choice you can't take back.
"...Is it not possible to just remove the contamination? That is, to restore the damaged parts of the mind back to their original state. Permanently."
"That is not a service provided by the Cosmic Shopping Mall." "...Is it possible elsewhere?"
"That is a category we cannot provide information on." I turned my head.
The yellow mascot was shaking its head at me.