Hakin Rentaro, You... (5.1K)

The flat-headed officer refused to believe it. This time, he took a few steps forward and even held the pistol with both hands, aiming it carefully.

Then pull the trigger again.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three gunshots rang out in quick succession.

But it was still so strange; the bullets still didn't hit the girl, it felt as if...

Vanished into thin air?

The skinny, bespectacled police officer also noticed something was wrong and stepped forward, saying, "Let me handle this."

Bang!

His shooting speed was very fast; he could fire almost instantly upon raising his hand.

However, just like before, there was no damage.

He moved a few meters closer and fired several more shots until he reached the girl and, in a fit of rage, pressed the muzzle of the gun against her forehead.

"You damn bitch, are you pulling this stunt? You think you can escape the punishment you deserve, you damn red-eyed bastard? This time, let's see how you hide!"

The girl closed her eyes in terror the instant the trigger was pulled.

But this time, the pistol made a hollow sound.

"Out of bullets?!"

The officer fumbled for his weapon, intending to load it, but then a voice came from behind him.

"These two officers really have a lot of leisure time; they're here bullying a little girl at a time like this."

Yotsuba Mahiro slowly emerged from the shadows, a smile on her face, and said, "How about you play with me for a bit, you mongrel?"

The moment the words left his mouth, he raised "Night Demon," aimed at the officer who was approaching the child, and pulled the trigger. A dry ice spear that appeared out of thin air pinned the officer to the wall.

Just as the man was about to scream, another Psion Light appeared, and his head was instantly Decomposition, the cut so smooth and clean it looked as if it had been swept by a laser.

A faint smell of blood and burning filled the air.

The smell offended another person.

Only then did he realize that his companion had been killed!

"Damn it... how dare they assault a police officer!"

"You talk too much nonsense."

Yotsuba Mahiro the trigger again, immediately activating "Frozen Fire"—a magic spell that freezes the primer of bullets in firearms, which is lead azide, thus rendering the bullets ineffective.

However, the power seemed to be out of control, and it accidentally froze the man's gun and hand together.

"Never mind, it doesn't really matter."

Looking at the man who had collapsed and was groaning in pain, Mahiro said nonchalantly, "Testing the gun, actually I quite like it."

"Bala", activated.

Meteor Stream " rained down on the man like a torrential downpour.

He fired thirty or forty shots each into the abdomen, chest, hands, and feet. Because he controlled the power well, he didn't pierce the man through; he just smashed all the parts to pieces.

The man was thrown backward as if he had been electrocuted, and was slammed heavily into the ground.

The girl's piercing screams made her close her eyes tightly, afraid to open them.

Until the screams completely disappeared, until the footsteps did not sound again.

The girl then slowly opened her eyes.

But she was surprised to find...

The two men who had brought her there had vanished, leaving only dust on the ground and a completely different older brother standing on that dust.

Sensing the girl's gaze, Yotsuba Mahiro, bathed in the setting sun, turned her head and reached out her hand to the girl whose face was dirty but who had a pair of beautiful, deep wine-red eyes.

He smiled and said:

"Hello, nice to meet you. I am Yotsuba Mahiro, the leader of Arcadia in District 39. Little sister, would you be interested in joining Arcadia?"

Chapter 73 Haki Rentaro Satomi, you bastard... (5.1K)

"Mahiro- kun, something terrible has happened! Satomi-kun... something's happened to him!"

This familiar opening line woke him up in the middle of the night, and he rushed to Gouda Public University Hospital.

I remember hearing this kind of talk last time during the Nine Schools Competition; I never expected it to happen again in this world.

"Haki Rentaro Satomi, you really are a good-for-nothing..."

I forgot the beginning, I forgot the middle, I forgot the end, but anyway, when I saw Rentaro Satomi lying on the hospital bed covered in bandages like a mummy, Mahiro couldn't help but make a comment.

This guy looks badly injured, but there's nothing fatal about him.

Besides excessive blood loss, there were extensive fractures throughout the body and minor contusions.

On the next bed, a Kisara Tendo, was sleeping.

Her long, black hair, flowing like a waterfall, was spread across the pillow, and the light from the white lamp illuminated her peaceful sleeping face.

Slender shoulders, a boldly exposed neck leading to a beautiful collarbone curve.

The seemingly soft, rounded shape pushed against the sailor uniform, undulating slightly at a very close distance, within arm's reach.

The sweet scent unique to young girls filled the air, slightly neutralizing the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the gentle breath they exhaled made the sweetness even more intense.

A slight shift of the gaze reveals a pair of slender, jade-like legs tightly encased in sheer black stockings, huddled together as if lacking any sense of security.

She's such a fragile girl—that's what he honestly thought.

She couldn't connect any of these traits with the girl who worked hard every day, the girl whose eyes would light up at the sight of money, or the silly girl who would get enraged by Miori Shiba no matter the time or place and end up in a full-blown fight.

She is now so fragile and pitiful.

Especially her insecure, curled-up sleeping posture makes one want to hold her in their arms and protect her.

He even clearly remembered that when he arrived at the hospital, the girl was sitting on a bench in the corridor, looking flustered and helpless, as if the sky had fallen.

When she saw him, she grabbed his arm, her bright black eyes gazing at him with teary eyes, asking him what to do, her expression as weak as if she had found her pillar of support.

"No matter how strong she may appear on the outside, she is ultimately just a 16-year-old girl..."

Yotsuba Mahiro sighed softly, then reached out and grasped the jade-like hand that peeked out from the bedside. Immediately afterward, she saw Kisara furrowed brows visibly relax.

She gently gripped Mahiro's hand, as if only in this way could she feel at ease.

As if responding to the warmth he brought, she murmured softly.

"... Don't... leave me... alone..."

"... Help me... ave revenge... kill... Tendou..."

As he spoke, Kisara suddenly frowned again, his body curling up and trembling slightly:

"Father... Mother... I hate it, don't die... Someone... save me..."

Hearing Kisara's painful murmurs, and seeing her delicate yet desperate appearance, as well as the slightly white tips of her fingers gripping his hand, he was struck by her words.

All he could do was get up, walk over, and tuck the blanket around her with one hand; that was all.

"Hmm..."

Just then, Rentaro Satomi on the other side also reacted, seemingly having slowly woken up from his unconsciousness, and said in a serious tone:

"You're awake! The surgery was a success. Congratulations on becoming a girl!"

"..."

Rentaro Satomi did not respond, but the thin sheet covering him visibly moved.

Then, a barely audible sigh was heard from Rentaro Satomi, which seemed to carry a hint of relief.

Good grief, he even made a point of checking if his little brother was there.

Having witnessed the entire process, his gaze became strange.

After a long silence, Rentaro Satomi finally spoke slowly, "... Stop joking."

He glanced around at his surroundings, a look of confusion on his face.

Where am I?

"..."

Looking at Rentaro Satomi with eyes full of concern for someone with intellectual disabilities. "Is your brain injured too? Do you really need to ask such an obvious question?"

"Well..."

After being told that, Rentaro Satomi immediately felt very embarrassed.

Indeed, even though it was clearly a hospital ward, I still had to ask myself where I was.

Could it be that they're still in the hotel?

Then, in a curt tone, he changed the subject:

"Um... where's Kisara?"

"I ate something and just went to sleep."

"Oh..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Rentaro Satomi fell silent, while Yotsuba Mahiro picked up an apple from the fruit basket by the bedside, wiped it casually, and ate it.

This action left Rentaro Satomi speechless.

If I'm not mistaken, that should be a gift of condolence for him...

Rentaro Satomi didn't say much, and the ward fell into a brief silence again, with only the crunching sounds of chewing remaining.

"You... don't you have anything you want to ask me?"

Seemingly unable to bear the silence, Rentaro Satomi took the initiative to speak.

"There's nothing to ask."

Mahiro popped the last bite of apple into his mouth, crunching as he chewed, and then said:

"It's simply because they didn't bring Xiao Aihara Enju with them this time, and they ran into another team of police officers, so they got completely thrashed, right?"

This was the only situation he could think of.

After all, Hiruko Kagetane is already dead, and there isn't even a corpse left, so the situation described in the original story wouldn't happen at all.

Unless that guy also has the ability to possess other beings.

No...

Rentaro Satomi shook his head in denial, saying, "The group I encountered wasn't a police unit... If they were police officers, things wouldn't have turned out this way..."

Like a memory, Rentaro Satomi's eyes, visible beneath the bandages, gazed slightly at the ceiling, recalling that experience, but his lips trembled slightly beneath the bandages.

"That guy... like me and Hiruko Kagetane... is a survivor of the <New Humanity Creation Plan>... no, that guy was created, supposedly to... surpass me."

Rentaro Satomi was somewhat incoherent.

But he still clearly remembered the boy who called himself the Dark Stalker, whose real name Mitsugi Yuuga!

It's clearly impossible.

The New Humanity Creation Plan was canceled long ago!

But that guy was a genuinely modified soldier, and his performance was indeed superior to his own!

He clearly remembered that his moves had been seen through by that guy, just like when he faced Yotsuba Mahiro, his spinning kick was actually caught by that boy.

The geometric patterns that appeared in that person's eyes, the way the pupils spun rapidly inside—he still vividly remembers them...

"... So you've already lost? You still need to train harder, Rentaro Satomi- kun."

This wasn't Mahiro; it came from the doorway of the ward.

Suddenly, Sumire Muroto appeared, leaning against the doorframe, and waved at them as if to say, "Did I disturb you?"

"Do you have any clues, Dr. Violet?"