Crossover Anime: How a Shameless Person Lives

Leaving aside the reactions of various countries.

The attitude of the Japanese leadership is definitely intriguing.

Instead of making any statement, they bury their heads in the sand and blocked the news.

There were no news reports, no trending topics online, and videos casually taken by passersby were instantly deleted and banned by the system the moment they were posted.

All attempts to discuss this matter have been silenced and their reach limited, as if it never existed.

A top-down, sophisticated, and alarmingly sophisticated blockade system completely isolated the entire country from the true facts of the disaster.

The official press releases attributed the entire incident to a minor nuclear waste leak.

A large-scale mass die-off of fish has caused temporary ecological damage, but there have been no casualties, and the public need not panic.

There are still traces of Mercury's sweeping advance in Chiba Prefecture.

It's just another set of unchanging gas explosion rhetoric.

This utterly clumsy excuse is obviously self-deception, yet the Japanese leadership insists on using it with unwavering resolve.

……

The highest-level Cabinet emergency command center in Chiyoda Ward, Tokyo.

The huge, enclosed room was so stuffy that the air felt almost suffocating.

Dozens of giant electronic screens were neatly arranged, displaying manipulated data, real-time data on nationwide public opinion censorship, the Thirteen Traitors, battle videos of the Nine-Tailed Fox Squad, and so on.

A group of high-ranking executives in suits sat on either side of a long table, silently flipping through various data.

Let the outside world speculate.

In the long-silent conference room, Fujiwara Daichi slowly spoke: "The news must be kept under wraps. Also, regarding the ordinary people who died in this incident, and those who died as a result of being caught up in the 'holy war,' the compensation should be based on the factory's accidental injury compensation standards."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a senior executive slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"I disagree! The government doesn't have that much money! You're the boss, we can listen to you! But do you know how many people have died this time!"

"Leaving aside the church, the arms queen, and the thousands of civilians accidentally injured by that damned nine-tailed fox, just talk about the two million killed by that brat! A full two million lives!"

"This is just a rough estimate! It doesn't even include the 'smiling incident'! How much do you think our government will have to spend cleaning up that brat's mess?!"

"And what will happen to the troops stationed along the coastline after we've used this money? Don't forget! Even if the strange fish's migration ashore is temporarily halted, we must remain vigilant!"

The white-haired minister's chest heaved violently, and his eyes betrayed his overwhelming disappointment.

His words contained a great deal of information, directly tearing away the fig leaf from the higher-ups.

Two million lives lost.

Seven or eight underdeveloped cities combined only have this many people!

Add to that the silent deaths in the "Smile Incident" and the innocent civilians injured in the melee, and the number of casualties has already climbed to a terrifying level that is enough to crush Japan's finances!

No one present spoke up to refute the argument, nor did anyone dare to respond.

The huge command room was filled only with the heavy breathing of everyone.

Fujiwara Daichi sat upright in the main seat, his face showing no emotion whatsoever.

Faced with the hysterical questioning of his colleagues, he could only feel utterly numb.

"No money?"

"Then pay less."

Those four simple words instantly silenced the restless meeting room.

The minister's pupils constricted, and he stared at him in disbelief: "Fujiwara!"

"Enough!" Fujiwara Daichi snapped, "What do you want to do? Don't say it was Mercury who killed him! It was an accident! Or go and fight another monster! Are you sure you can handle it!"

And regarding the smiling incident, what evidence do you have to prove that Mercury is involved? If you don't, then shut up!

"Fujiwara!"

"Tokugawa!"

"Fujiwara!!!"

"Tokugawa!!!"

The two stared at each other, neither willing to give in.

At this moment, Qi Er tapped the table and said calmly, "Alright, how about I say a few words?"

As soon as he said this, everyone present turned to look at him.

Everyone wanted to hear what this veteran had to say.

After all, his relationship with that great detective was quite special.

Seeing that the atmosphere had finally calmed down, Keiji spoke up, saying, "After all this discussion, it's all just about Mercury, isn't it?"

No one responded.

He hit the nail on the head.

Whether it's the compensation for suppressing information or this argument, the focus is on Mercury.

"To put it bluntly, do we even have the right to discuss him?" Qi Er glanced at the grim-faced crowd and bluntly commented, "Besides holding a meeting here, what else can you do? Go and tell him to hold back next time you fight?"

"Is that not allowed?" A young councilor sitting at the back echoed Keiji's words, "Everyone, don't forget, even the most powerful 'god' has a weakness, that orphanage..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually faded, and he met the strange looks from the others with a puzzled expression.

Even Tokugawa, who was exchanging insults with Fujiwara Daichi, looked at him as if he were an idiot.

How did this guy climb up to this spot?

This was the consensus of everyone present.

Let's not even talk about whether you'll face relentless retaliation after you mess with them.

Of all the people in that orphanage, how many are easy to get along with?

Leaving aside Takashi Natsume, who rose to prominence during the Chiba City Sleeping Incident, Sugar Matsuzaka, who displayed SSS-level ghoul strength in the "Holy War," and Swallowtail, whose form was bizarre and whose combat power was not demonstrated.

Take Yoshimura Eto, for example, this half-ghoul. Her enormous body, which could crush several mountains, has long been on the high-ups' desks.

When they go berserk, their combat power is at least equivalent to destroying a city.

There's also Edogawa Tomie; they dared not archive her photo, as she was even more dangerous than Mercury to some extent.

Who could resist her temptation?

If she hadn't been willing to abide by the law, Japan might have changed its name in no time!

And the suspected twin Tomie who appeared in this incident—she can even participate in the 'Battle of the Two Gods'!

The rest, apart from the girl named Hoshino Ai, all possessed martial arts skills superior to those of ordinary people.

In an orphanage teeming with monsters, someone told them to provoke them.

"Alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Before the crowd could start cursing, Tokugawa spoke up first, and took the opportunity to reprimand the foolish politician.

If they weren't on the same side, he would have really wanted to kill this idiot.

Didn't you see that he was just venting his dissatisfaction verbally?

If I ever actually meet the main character in this incident, I guarantee I'll act like a complete pushover, even more so than anyone else!

"Alright, there's nothing more to discuss. Let's leave it at that."

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Fujiwara Daichi hurriedly stood up and delivered his conclusion.

"Let the people suffer a little longer, I'll bear the blame."

……

Let's set aside how the Japanese higher-ups discussed it.

After the "Battle of the Two Gods" ended, Mercury, who had rested for a few days, was taken to Tokyo by the old headmaster.

After turning left and right, we arrived at an abandoned village.

Looking at the desolate village covered in vines, Mercury whistled.

"Hey, old man, who has the connections to get you to come?"

The old dean walked ahead, chuckling as he asked, "Do you still remember the Hope Town you mentioned? Cough cough cough..."

"Old man!"

Mercury stepped forward to help him up, frowning as he gently patted the old headmaster's back.

"It's alright, it's alright." The old dean continued walking forward, explaining as he went, "You said there's a place where you can make a wish come true, and there's also the entrance to another world."

"Now, Mr. Medicine Master is only one step away from exorcising the demon. I'll take you to see him directly, so you won't encounter any unavoidable problems on the way."

He could sense that he was truly old and that his days were probably numbered.

To prevent Mercury from falling into danger later, I decided to introduce him to some professionals while I was still alive.

It can also be considered as entrusting some of my connections to him.

"What is 'making a move'?" Mercury looked at the old dean with a puzzled expression.

Hope Town... is taking shape...

It feels somewhat familiar.

"It was you last time... cough cough cough!"

"Oh, I remember now, I remember now, old man, don't get excited."

Mercury pressed down on the old dean's back, supposedly to help regulate his breathing.

He had truly forgotten about Hope Town.

If the old dean hadn't reminded him this time, he probably would never have remembered it in his life.

That's just Mercury's personality.

You can only maintain enthusiasm for something for three minutes. You might make up your mind to do something, but you'll forget about it completely a few days later.