Multi-Anime, Kira Yoshikage Yearns for a Peaceful Life

Aoyama Nanami whispered a reminder:

"Kira-kun really is a student. We go to the same school."

Yuzo Kameda choked on his words, his expression turning irritable:

"Then what do you want?!"

Kira Yoshikage looked down at him from above:

"I've only worked here for half a year, and I'm not even a regular employee. Calculating by N+1 would be a bit excessive, so I'm not asking for much—just one hundred thousand yen."

Yuzo Kameda's breathing grew rapid and ragged, his fists clenched tight:

"You little brat, you're—"

He almost couldn't stop himself from reaching out to teach the brat a lesson, but looking at Kira Yoshikage's always calm eyes, he held back in the end. The reality was plain before him—he clearly couldn't beat someone who had easily taken down three robbers.

"I'll take the loss. Here!"

Yuzo Kameda gritted his teeth, pulled a stack of bills from his wallet, and counted carefully. Not counting the change, it came to exactly ninety thousand yen.

Adding the one bill from earlier, that made a total of one hundred thousand yen.

"Thank you."

Kira Yoshikage took the money, offered a polite word of thanks, turned around, grabbed his backpack from the counter, and left the bookstore without looking back.

He could have asked for more, but Yuzo Kameda only had one hundred thousand on him.

Kira Yoshikage also had other things to do and couldn't waste too much time.

Yuzo Kameda, full of pent-up anger with nowhere to vent, turned his head and glared at Aoyama Nanami, scolding her harshly:

"Aoyama Nanami, look at what you've done! You—"

"Store manager."

To keep this job, the usually timid Aoyama Nanami interrupted him. The girl lifted her head, her gaze firm:

"I'm quitting."

"You—"

Yuzo Kameda's face filled with disbelief, but before he could react, Aoyama Nanami had already rushed out of the bookstore.

She was completely disappointed in this bookstore and this store manager. She only wanted to hurry out and find Kira Yoshikage. Because even now, she couldn't be sure whether Kira Yoshikage had been injured in the earlier struggle.

But when she chased out of the bookstore, Kira Yoshikage was already nowhere to be seen.

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! That little brat!"

In a dark alley near the bookstore, three men in dust-stained white clothes supported each other as they limped toward the opposite end, cursing angrily as they walked.

"Boss."

The timid robber raised the money bag: "At least the money's still here. We made a killing this time!"

Just a beating—at least the money was still there.

"Can you see me?"

The Evil Spirit, radiating black mist, stubbornly followed beside them, occasionally hissing its question.

Hearing this, the robber called boss seemed to feel some comfort, his expression easing a bit.

"Yeah, you're right."

"For people like you, one hundred thirty thousand yen really is a big haul."

A calm voice sounded beside their ears. The tall, lanky boy blocked the end of the alley, and under the dim light, his shadow stretched out to swallow the three men.

"You bastard!"

The three robbers' pupils shrank sharply. On high alert, they pulled out knives and aimed them at Kira Yoshikage, gnashing their teeth.

Kira Yoshikage stepped closer to them one step at a time, his expression utterly serene:

"My name is Kira Yoshikage. Age 16. I live in Ota Ward, Tokyo Metropolis. Unmarried."

"I work at the Kame-tomo Bookstore..."

Kira Yoshikage paused, a hint of regret in his eyes, "Though I've just been fired."

"What do you want, kid?!"

The robber gritted his teeth and demanded angrily.

"Can you see me?"

The Evil Spirit still pressed its question relentlessly.

Kira Yoshikage's expression showed no ripple, his pace still unhurried:

"I'm home by ten at the latest. I don't smoke. I drink only in moderation. I'm in bed by eleven, and I make sure to get eight hours of sleep every night. Before bed, I drink a warm glass of milk and do twenty minutes of stretching to relax my body before getting into bed. That way, I almost always sleep through until morning."

When I wake up in the morning, I'm like a newborn baby—no fatigue or stress left behind. The doctors say I'm perfectly normal.

The robber interrupted him angrily:

"What's the point of all this meaningless talk? What do you want?!"

Kira Yoshikage remained unmoved, speaking as if to himself:

"What I mean is, I'm a man who seeks a quiet life at all times. I don't get caught up in victory or defeat, or in troubles. I don't make enemies that keep me up at night—that's my attitude toward life in this society, and I know that's my happiness."

"And you—you're the troubles that hinder my sleep. In other words, my enemies."

As he spoke, the Pink Panther emerged from beside Kira Yoshikage, his voice still calm without a single ripple:

"Killer Queen—that's the name I gave this guy."

"I'll deal with you before you cause me any more trouble, so I can sleep peacefully tonight."

Chapter 3: Don't Get Blood on Me

"Kill him!"

The three robbers had no idea what Kira Yoshikage was talking about. They just exchanged glances and gritted their teeth, resolved.

Because they knew—only one side would walk out of this alley alive today!

And right now, the enemy was just one man, while they had three with knives. Clearly, the advantage was theirs!

Earlier, they'd just been unprepared, caught off guard by his shameless sneak attack. Now that they were ready, there was no way they'd lose again!

With that thought, the three robbers charged at Kira Yoshikage in unison, full of confidence.

Until they saw him press his right thumb.

Silently, one of them turned into black smoke and vanished from their sight.

No warning. No ripple. Not even a sound.

He simply disappeared with the dissipating smoke, leaving no trace behind.

The remaining two's expressions twisted violently. Fear of the unknown and death finally forced them to face reality.

But they were already too close.

Two more clouds of black smoke bloomed in succession, then quickly faded, leaving no mark on the already silent, dark alley.

Kira Yoshikage stepped forward calmly. The Pink Panther had already picked up the fallen money pouch and taken out the change inside.

Not too much, not too little—exactly 130,000 yen.

Adding the 100,000 yen he'd gotten from being fired earlier, that made 230,000 yen total. It sounded like a lot, but it was actually average.

In Tokyo, where land was worth its weight in gold, a simple bowl of ramen cost 800 yen. 230,000 yen wouldn't last long.

So...

"I'll find a new job tomorrow."

Kira Yoshikage put the money into his bag and looked up at the sky.

"Can you see it?"

A bloated monster, like a giant catfish five meters tall, with dozens of arms growing chaotically from its 'body' and black aura exuding from it, blocked his path. It kept asking, relentless.

The monster stared straight at the boy below, who was still looking up at the sky, its gaping maw blocking his view.

Boom!

Kira Yoshikage pressed his thumb.

In a silent explosion, the monster turned into a cloud of black mist and vanished.

Kira Yoshikage kept staring upward. Countless stars appeared in his sight, a brilliant deep purple galaxy stretching across the sky.

Like a massive scar, splitting the heavens in two.

Ever since the great rift tore through the galaxy, the spiritual energy of this world had grown increasingly 'active.'

Evil Spirits were born from people's imaginations, walking the earth without restraint, seeking out those who could see them—

In other words, because people believed Evil Spirits existed, they did. The same went for gods.

If this continued, the whole world would become a paradise for Evil Spirits, dragged into the abyss of Supreme Heaven.

Fortunately.

Most people couldn't see the Evil Spirits, nor the rift cutting across the sky.

As long as they couldn't see, they wouldn't get hurt.

Even if it was just an act.

As long as daily life hadn't collapsed, the world remained in reality.

Even if it was a false reality.

Kira Yoshikage withdrew his gaze, turned, and left the alley, heading toward the subway station.

Although his workplace was in Shinagawa Ward, the school he attended was Shuchiin Academy in Minato Ward, and his lodging was in Ota Ward.

Shinagawa Ward happened to sit right between Ota Ward and Minato Ward, making both commuting to school and coming home quite convenient.

Besides that, the rent in Ota Ward was also a huge advantage.

To provide housing for these "mixed-school" students from other cities, Shuchiin Academy had built large apartment complexes in Ota Ward. Not only was the infrastructure quite complete, but the prices were also very affordable.

However, Kira Yoshikage didn't head straight for the nearest subway station; instead, he chose to walk to Ebaramachi Station.

Because at this platform, it was easy to pick up wild "stumbling" girls—

Literally stumbling.

A year ago, terrorist groups calling themselves the "Anti-Intellectual Cult" had sprung up all over Japan. They didn't kill people or take hostages; they specialized in blowing up schools.

The Anti-Intellectual Cult's philosophy was that knowledge was harmful, so they had to help young people escape the sea of knowledge.

As a result, within less than a year, over a hundred schools across Japan had been destroyed by the Anti-Intellectual Cult. Although the cult specifically struck on holidays and didn't cause too many casualties, it still left many students unable to continue their education.

In response, a large number of Tokyo high schools, led by Shuchiin Academy, jointly issued a statement saying they could accept students from the destroyed schools.

This led to a massive influx of students into Tokyo over the past year.

And this influx brought a new problem: the suicide rate in the Tokyo area had been climbing steadily!

In the past six months, over two thousand suicides had occurred in Tokyo Metropolis.

Although Japan's suicide rate had always been high, with over twenty thousand suicides nationwide each year and over two thousand in the Tokyo area, based on the data from the past six months, the rate was still more than double that of previous years!

Among these two thousand suicides, six hundred had chosen to jump in front of trains, and most of them were students. They often jumped just as the train was about to arrive at the platform, making it impossible for even the specially assigned rescue personnel to save them in time.

Kira Yoshikage's target was these "stumbling" girls attempting to jump.

It wasn't that he wanted to save them; rather, he hoped they could contribute a little before they died—

This was the only way Kira Yoshikage could think of to get their hands without breaking the law.

Ebaramachi Station, where Kira Yoshikage was heading now, was one of these "suicide hotspots."

Every night, he passed through here, hoping to pick up a "stumbling" girl trying to end her life.