Mother of the Hive, but with Cursed Spirit Manipulation

My next book is already underway: The Technique Is Godzilla. The blurb is below. Feel free to add it to your collection, mwah!

#Also known as: I Became the Cursed Technique of the Cursed Spirit Manipulator, the Mother of the Hive#

You wake up in a garbage heap, only to discover that you are a shapeless mass of multicellular slime.

Luckily, your consciousness transcends matter. You can control every cell in your body, and even manipulate the construction of matter.

To survive, you start learning from your "friends" nearby, mimicking their evolution and changing your shape.

At last, you grow four eyes and eight legs, and even learn to wield the pitch-black power of [Cursed Energy], becoming incredibly strong.

But two high school boys suddenly barge into your territory.

"A cursed spirit?" The white-haired boy looks down his nose at you, speaking with arrogant confidence. "Suguru, it's yours."

You: "..." Huh?

Wait, don't roll me into a ball!

*

Suguru gets a cursed spirit known as [Mother of the Hive]. Her technique is so complicated and varied, it's practically as if she stole other people's techniques.

She's strong.

Suguru absolutely adores her.

But after absorbing [Mother of the Hive], he can't help feeling that something is off.

He can still summon other cursed spirits, and they look and use techniques exactly as before, yet he still feels that they've been replaced.

Until one day, Satoru suddenly stops him and asks, "Suguru, why have all your cursed spirits turned into Mother of the Hive?"

You: Home invasion!

*

[Mother of the Hive] is useful and strong, capable of both defense and offense. Although she looks extremely "cursed spirit-like," Suguru Geto genuinely treats her as his wife.

Satoru is disgusted. "You like cursed spirits? You're gross, Suguru."

And you, who have just simulated a human body: "..."

You stand awkwardly behind him.

Satoru turns around.

→ "Holy crap, my wife?"

Suguru's eyes widen.

→ "What the hell are you talking about? She's been my wife all along!"

#My new wife is my best friend's cursed spirit#

#Haha, surely Suguru won't mind a little wife-stealing... right?#

*

Your true identity is a young, ultimate perfect organism from outer space.

Absorbing energy, collecting genes, and mimicking evolution are your instincts.

In time, you will develop a terrifying collective consciousness and build a vast population, where every single member is "you."

This time, upon landing on a new planet, you choose to evolve along the path of cursed spirits, replacing this promising species one step at a time...

1. Third-person narration, an everyone-loves-you, bug-themed harem route.

2. Starts out focused on getting stronger, then different units (secret identities) show up later: confirmed so far are a twisted tentacle cat, a dark saint, and a cursed spirit pope...

3. OOC warning.

Recently, a game called Jujutsu Kaiju Simulator was released to great fanfare.

[Ding! You have entered the game. Congratulations, your identity is: King of the Monsters, Godzilla.]

[You are the king of all monsters.]

[Your intelligence, physique, and abilities are at the pinnacle of all living things. The ocean, radiation, and glory crown you.]

[Have fun playing!]

Player Tazawa Kana: ●v●

The hardcore gamer bares her shark teeth, clenches her claws, and solemnly declares, "I came here today to fight! Fight! And fight some more!"

The player joins the faction [Tokyo Jujutsu High].

At Level 0, the Godzilla hatchling is so chubby that she's shaped like a ball. She doesn't look threatening in the slightest and is good for nothing but being cute.

But during a sparring match,

the strongest Six Eyes user confidently transforms his hand into a blade and delivers a full-powered strike.

"Bam!"

[Ding! The enemy failed to penetrate your defenses.]

Tazawa Kana: Huh? That didn't hurt!

Six Eyes: ???

First he looks confused, then his face turns green.

Good grief, what is that defense? Stop pretending and just admit you're cheating!

On a mission, a low-grade cursed spirit is replaced by an unknown presence: a dangerous Special Grade.

The Cursed Spirit Manipulator looks grave. He'd planned to tactically retreat with the "little deadweight" behind him.

But the little monster slowly toddles forward...

The Cursed Spirit Manipulator reaches out to stop her, anxiously saying, "Wait! It's dangerous!"

"Squish."

Before he'd even finished speaking, the cursed spirit let out a scream and was flattened into rotten tomato paste under the little monster's butt.

[Ding! Your weight of over 100 tons instantly killed a Special Grade cursed spirit! As expected of you, the great King of All Beasts.]

Tazawa Kana: Phew, that was easy!

The Cursed Spirit Manipulator: "..."

Huh? That works too?

Little monster, aren't you a little too overpowered?

Through their daily interactions, the strongest sorcerers and the little monster eventually grew "closer," forming a bizarre pet-owner relationship.

Satoru and Suguru became the dads, while Shoko became the mom.

The strongest sorcerers were overflowing with affection and began feeding the little monster as a group.

After all, with her round belly and tiny front paws lazily rubbing it as she rolled around on the ground after eating her fill, the little monster was just so adorable.

Who could resist adopting her?

But then, one day,

Suguru, one of her caretakers, was targeted by the jujutsu world...

"Roar!!"

A world-shattering roar tore through the sky. Giant, fearsome claws crushed the tribunal, and the King of the Monsters emerged step by step from the searing flames, her body blocking out all light.

The old fossils: "..."

Sorry, sorry to bother you.

If we'd known this was your true form, we wouldn't have come!

Little scene:

Satoru always thought their life as a family of four was wonderful.

The little monster was hardworking, strong, and diligent. Shoko was always fighting on the medical front lines, and Suguru... Well, things would be perfect if there weren't someone like him around.

What a happy life!

Satoru loved days like these.

Until one day, he suddenly noticed a spiky-haired boy standing beside the little monster. With a stern, cool-guy expression, he solemnly vowed to protect the powerhouse who weighed over 100 tons...

Satoru: My fists are clenching.

This home is already crowded. There's no room for anyone else!

Get lost, you poor kid! Stay away from the rich heiress we've spoiled rotten!

1. This is not a Godzilla fanfic. Just think of Godzilla as the protagonist's golden finger.

2. Pure wish fulfillment. Apologies for the OOC.

Theme: Constant evolution is the only truth.