Multi-Anime, Kira Yoshikage's Desire for a Peaceful Life

Multi-Anime, Kira Yoshikage yearns for a quiet life.

Author: Ni Di Xun Zong

Synopsis:

Transmigrated into the 2D world, parents deceased, has a sister but no house.

Kira Yoshikage has finally achieved the quiet life he dreamed of—

Which is to say, he blows up all the parts that aren't quiet, leaving only peace behind.

Kitagawa Marin: "Kira-kun, I can wear that kind of cosplay for you, you know~"

Kasumigaoka Utaha: "Kira-kun, don't even think about running! Since you've belittled me as worthless, you have to take full responsibility!"

Shirogane Kei: "Um, my brother isn't home today, so..."

Shinomiya Kaguya: "Kira-kun, please enter into a contract with me! You can have all the assets of the Shinomiya Family!"

Facing the pack of wolves eyeing him hungrily, Yukino Yukinoshita calmly extends a hand as slender and white as jade:

"Do you want a hand?"

Kira Yoshikage is filled with solemn respect.

Volume One

Chapter 1: B-Big brother, I want to rob, rob...

Tokyo Metropolis, Shinagawa Ward, Kame-tomo Bookstore.

Since it was nearing the end of his shift, Kira Yoshikage—who possessed a head of brilliant blonde hair and stood over one meter eighty, appearing not bulky but rather lean and capable—was busy restocking the shelves, a task he performed every day before clocking out.

Ding-dong~!

Hearing the crisp chime of the automatic sensor door, the girl standing at the counter, who wore the same green staff uniform and had her long brown hair tied into a ponytail, flashed a standard, formulaic smile:

"Welcome..."

The girl's crisp voice cut off abruptly, her expression turning somewhat nervous.

Because the people who had just entered did not look much like customers.

There were three of them in total, wearing matching white uniforms, baseball caps, and face masks, seemingly afraid of being recognized. The moment they entered the bookstore, their gazes didn't scan for products like other patrons; instead, they immediately locked onto the counter and walked straight toward it.

One of them reached into his jacket, brandished a gleaming blade, and said in a low voice:

"This is a robbery! Hand over all the money!"

"I..."

Having never encountered such a situation, the girl was instantly paralyzed with anxiety, until a calm voice resonated beside her ear:

"Aoyama-san, open the register and give them the money."

Aoyama Nanami instinctively looked toward the source of the voice; it was Kira Yoshikage, also dressed in the green staff uniform, who was slowly approaching the counter.

The three robbers immediately looked at Kira Yoshikage with vigilance, pulling the knives they had been hiding in their jackets out into the open. After all, compared to a delicate girl like Aoyama Nanami, Kira Yoshikage—standing over one meter eighty and "dying" his hair blonde—looked like a hoodlum at first glance, and they had initially mistaken him for a fellow criminal...

As if to demonstrate that he posed no threat, Kira Yoshikage raised his hands and said calmly while approaching:

"Do as I say, Aoyama-san. The money belongs to the boss, but your life is your own."

"You're pretty sensible, kid."

The lead robber narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze toward Kira Yoshikage losing some of its edge, as if he were relieved.

After all, even though they were armed, they weren't necessarily guaranteed to come out on top if they had to brawl with a blonde guy like this.

"I, I understand..."

Aoyama Nanami bit her lip lightly, but she instinctively followed Kira Yoshikage's advice and obediently opened the cash register drawer.

Kira Yoshikage was right; they were just employees, and even if the bookstore were robbed, it wasn't their responsibility. There was no need to risk their lives for this money.

Click~!

The tray filled with banknotes popped out, instantly drawing the eyes of the three men, their expressions filled with greed. One of them even reached out impatiently to grab the cash, scaring Aoyama Nanami into taking several steps back.

The three robbers reached out one after another, stuffing the money into the bags they had brought as quickly as possible.

One of the more timid robbers urged anxiously:

"Let's go!"

The lead robber had no objections and took two steps back, intending to leave.

But the last robber stopped in his tracks, his eyes fixed intently on Aoyama Nanami behind the counter as he licked his lips:

"Big brother, wait a second, I want to rob... rob her of her virtue."

As soon as he said this, the other two robbers also turned their gazes toward Aoyama Nanami, a lecherous glint appearing in their eyes.

The man called "big brother" chuckled:

"That doesn't seem like a bad idea."

The more cowardly robber, having regained his composure, leered at her:

"Don't be afraid, we aren't bad people. Just spend the night with us and everything will be fine."

Aoyama Nanami's face turned deathly pale, but this only served to excite the lustful robber further, and he reached out a rough hand toward the young girl.

But just then, the robber's hand was suddenly slapped away.

Smack!

Kira Yoshikage looked at the three robbers before him with a gloomy expression, his voice cold:

"Who gave you permission to touch her?"

He didn't care what happened to the girl named Aoyama Nanami, but they actually wanted to touch those hands!

Those fair, delicate little hands! How dare they?!

The lustful robber was so startled by the sudden turn of events that he took a step back, but then, feeling a surge of humiliation, his face flushed red. To save face, he pointed his Watermelon Knife at Kira Yoshikage and barked:

"Kid, get lost, or else—"

Bang!

Kira Yoshikage kicked the robber in the stomach, sending him flying three meters away until he crashed through the automatic glass door.

Crash!

Amidst the crisp sound of the shattering glass, the other two robbers finally snapped out of their stupor and roared:

"You little brat, you—"

Before they could finish, Kira Yoshikage had already lunged in front of them, slapping one across the face and kicking him away. The money bag the man had been holding dropped to the floor, and the robbery effectively ended in failure.

Seeing this, the last robber's knees went weak; his cowardly nature took over again. He pointed his Watermelon Knife at Kira Yoshikage with trembling hands, but he didn't dare to step forward.

Kira Yoshikage glanced at the robber who was too terrified to even wield his blade, then thoughtfully picked up the money bag from the ground and handed it to him:

"Take this, don't forget it."

Clang!

The cowardly robber instinctively took the bag, but he quickly remembered the terrifying nature of the man before him. Fear surged into his heart, and he became so frightened that he couldn't even hold his knife steady, letting it clatter to the floor.

He scrambled out of the bookstore, not even bothering to check on his two accomplices. Although the other two were curled up on the ground in pain, instinct drove them to struggle to their feet and flee as well.

Seeing the robbers fleeing in a panic, Aoyama Nanami finally came to her senses and ran over from behind the counter in a panic:

"Kira-kun, are you alright?"

"I'm fine."

Kira Yoshikage shook his head calmly. His gaze swept over the girl's nervous, concerned face, over her budding figure, and finally settled on her hands, which she didn't quite know where to put.

What a pair of hands they were!

Fingers slender as young shoots, skin as fair as congealed fat.

With delicate powder and rouge, those slender hands emerge...

In short, they made one want to lick them.

Kira Yoshikage's expression remained calm, but he admitted to himself that he was BOKI.

Taking advantage of the current atmosphere, Kira Yoshikage believed that even if he made some excessive request—such as asking Aoyama Nanami to use those fair, slender hands to do something for him—she certainly wouldn't refuse.

But just then, an ill-timed voice rang out:

"Kira-kun, I never expected you to have such skills."

Kira Yoshikage looked toward the source of the sound to see a middle-aged man in a suit walking out from the back room.

It was the bookstore manager, Yuzo Kameda.

Chapter 2: What exactly are you trying to say?!

Yuzo Kameda had actually been in the shop the whole time, but when the robbers arrived, he had been too afraid to come out and hid in the back room.

It was only after Kira Yoshikage drove the robbers away that he dared to show his face again.

The look he gave Kira Yoshikage was filled with a mixture of fear and wariness.

"Manager."

Aoyama Nanami called out to him out of politeness, though her eyes held little respect.

After all, compared to Kira Yoshikage, who had stepped forward and risked his life to fight the robbers, Yuzo Kameda, a grown man who had hidden in the back, was truly pathetic.

Facing Yuzo Kameda's probing question, Kira Yoshikage answered fluently:

"I practiced at a dojo for two years when I was a child."

"I see."

Yuzo Kameda wore a look of realization, but he quickly shifted to a stern tone. "No one wanted to see something like this happen. Kira-kun, here is 10,000 Yen; go to the hospital and get checked out. You don't need to come to work tomorrow, just take a couple of days to rest. I'll notify you when to come back."

As he spoke, Yuzo Kameda pretended to be concerned, pulling out his wallet and handing over a 10,000 Yen note.

Kira Yoshikage narrowed his eyes slightly. He was all too familiar with the "I'll notify you in a couple of days" tactic. This was clearly a brush-off; the manager obviously wanted to fire him because of what had just happened.

Perhaps it was the fear that his martial prowess would pose a threat, or perhaps it was the dread of inviting trouble, for Kira Yoshikage looked far too much like a delinquent—

Standing over one meter eighty, with "dyed" blonde hair and a wealth of combat experience, he looked every bit like a delinquent with a criminal record.

Even if he had "retired from the underworld," there was no guarantee he wouldn't be hunted by old enemies, and how could the bookstore continue to do business then?

Therefore, the best course of action was, naturally, to dismiss this source of trouble.

"Fine."

Kira Yoshikage calmly took the payment from Fukuzawa Yukichi, and Yuzo Kameda also revealed a satisfied smile.

But Kira Yoshikage did not leave after taking the money from Fukuzawa Yukichi; instead, he spoke calmly:

"Manager, do you know how many hours I work here every week?"

Yuzo Kameda's smile froze on his face:

"Why bring this up all of a sudden?"

"Fifty-four hours."

Kira Yoshikage stepped forward twice, the oppressive presence of his tall frame forcing Yuzo Kameda to retreat step by step:

"At least six hours every weekday, and at least twelve hours on my days off."

Kira Yoshikage stared calmly at Yuzo Kameda, ignoring his increasingly ugly expression, his tone remaining flat:

"This not only exceeds the legal limit of twenty-eight hours per week for students, but it is also far higher than the forty hours for adults."

"So, you wouldn't want me to report you, would you?"

Kira Yoshikage's tone was indifferent; he was a Japanese citizen now, and he didn't mind using some Japanese methods.

Yuzo Kameda was almost laughed out of anger: "Ha? You say you're a student?! You didn't mention any of this when you applied for the job!"