Shirou's clones number 30 million

"Teacher Yanfeng, was it successfully manufactured?"

Anju Naoshiro's gaze unconsciously shifted to Shirou's hand.

At this moment, Shirou was holding a strange sword upside down.

It was a strangely shaped double-edged sword with a hilt in the shape of a clock and strange patterns on the blade, giving it a sense of distorted time.

"If it took you a whole day and two nights to create this, it must be incredibly powerful."

"It's alright, it's just not quite what I expected."

Over the course of two days and nights, Shirou spent a great deal of effort extracting and fusing various dangerous species and ghoul kagune as materials, and finally succeeded in creating this sword by using the special light waves generated by the time-jumping machine manufacturing equipment as the main material.

This sword is unusable for cutting people; both edges are blunt and cannot be opened. It has no effect whatsoever when used to cut someone.

However, it has a very powerful ability: it can cause time to reverse for objects that are stabbed, with the time fixed at 48 hours.

Although he has the ability to freeze time and space, he can stop time.

But to be honest, pausing is just a killing move, only good for crushing noobs.

Reversing the flow is a truly divine skill. Although it cannot save the world, it is invariably effective in saving a single individual.

Unfortunately, it's impossible to control precisely; it can only be fixed by reversing the flow back to two days ago.

"Hei Nai, Nai Bai, have you been keeping watch outside these past two days? Thank you for your hard work."

"No. We didn't do anything. It was Professor Yanfeng who did. You've worked hard. You haven't eaten for two days, you must be hungry. There's some food left for you in the fridge, I'll heat it up."

"Thank you for your help, Kuro."

Shirou nodded slightly and examined the double-edged sword in his hand again.

"From now on, I'll call you Reverse Light Sword."

I don't care about anyone in this world, so I probably won't need this sword.

But unlike themselves, the selves in other worlds will have people they care about in particular.

48 hours is more than enough time to save lives.

"Teacher Yanfeng, this Quinque looks a bit special."

"Yes, it is indeed very special. This is the first time I've ever made this type."

Although it is classified as a Quinque, it cannot really be considered a Quinque; it could be classified as an Imperial Arms or a Noble Phantasm.

"Naibai, are you and Heinai settling in well here?"

"Mmm... Thank you so much for taking care of us, Professor Yanfeng. We really wouldn't know what to do without your help."

"You're welcome, it was just a small favor."

Just then, Anju Kuro suddenly ran over from the kitchen, saying nervously:

"I'm sorry, Mr. Yanfeng. I didn't notice the refrigerator lost power, and the food inside has gone a bit spoiled. I'll go buy groceries now and cook a new meal as soon as possible."

"It's only been two days, right? It feels like ten days or half a month has passed." Shirou looked surprised.

"Well... it's too hot now, and without a refrigerator, the food just won't keep."

Is it hot?

I didn't feel anything at all.

Shirou quickly realized that he shared the Snow-Snow Fruit with Shirou, a Celestial Dragon, and was immune to scorching heat and bitter cold, so it was of no reference value.

"In that case, let's go out for a meal. Have you had breakfast? Let's go have a big meal together."

“Great!” Anju Naoshiro answered readily. “Perfect timing. I only ate a little bit for breakfast, just enough to fill my stomach.”

Anju Heina couldn't help but glare at her, then asked:

"Um...isn't this too expensive?"

"It doesn't cost too much money. Before you came to this house, I rarely cooked myself and ate out most of the time."

As a Special Investigator, his salary was already quite high, and he often had the opportunity to earn extra money while eliminating ghouls.

Even before the White Mist Space cheat arrived, except at the very beginning of his transmigration, he had never worried about money.

"Wait a minute, let me wash up first and then change my clothes."

As I left home, a clap of thunder sounded, and raindrops quickly began to fall from the sky.

"Is it raining? This is really not a good day to go out. But at least it's not so hot."

Anju Naoshiro handed one umbrella to Kuro, opened the other, and quickly walked to Shirou's side, smiling:

"It seems there are only two umbrellas at home, so shall we share one, Mr. Yanfeng?"

"Hmm...that is a problem. I've hardly ever gone out on rainy days before, so I haven't really thought about umbrellas." Shirou paused for a moment. "Looks like I'll have to buy a couple more umbrellas to have on hand."

"Don't rush to buy an umbrella, let's wait until the weather clears up. Let's go eat first."

"Well, that's fine too."

Staring at the two people who were almost touching, Anju Kuro sighed softly, thinking to herself:

I was beaten to it; I should have been more proactive.

Walking down the street, Anju Naoshiro suddenly thought of a question, leaned close to Shirou's ear, and asked with a smile:

"Speaking of which, I've never asked before, how old is Professor Yanfeng this year? He should be about the same age as us."

"I am nineteen years old this year."

"Huh...? Isn't this the same as the two of us? Then... when is your birthday?"

"November 4."

“She’s three months older than us; we both have our birthdays on July 7th.”

"July? That's already over. Looks like I'll have to give you your birthday presents next year."

"Yes, yes... so for you too. Professor Kotomine, look forward to your birthday present next year."

As they were talking, a little girl ran straight towards them from a distance.

It was raining, but she wasn't using an umbrella or wearing a raincoat. She was running around in a panic, stumbling and falling as if she were being chased.

"Help! Someone, please save Mommy..."

thump!

She suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, half-lying down in front of Shirou and Anju Naoshiro, tears mixed with rain streaming down her face.

Shirou felt that this scene was somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

However, it was probably not something that left a deep impression on me; I couldn't recall seeing it anywhere after thinking for a long time.

Anju Naoshiro was about to step forward to ask what was going on, but hesitated for a moment when she remembered that she was sharing an umbrella with Shirou.

Unlike her, who had some reservations, Anju Kuro, who was holding an umbrella alone, didn't have such reservations. She half-squatted down and asked softly:

"What happened? If you don't mind, could you tell me, sister? Don't let my unreliable appearance fool you, I'm an investigator, you know."

Upon hearing the words "investigator," the young goddess froze, her face filled with terror. She shook her head repeatedly and retreated hastily.

Her expression left Anju Kurona stunned.

Why do I have this expression? Do I actually look scary?

Chapter 148 The gap isn't actually as big as you think.

Chapter 148, Section 149: The gap isn't actually as big as you imagine.

"Ugh……"

Shirou sighed softly.

Looking at everything before him, long-forgotten memories kept surfacing in his mind, and at this moment, he had roughly recalled the scene before him.

If nothing unexpected happens, the little girl in front of me should be Hinami Fueguchi, a child ghoul, who appeared in the original work.

Her mother, Ryoko Fueguchi, is probably fighting with Kureo Mado, or perhaps she has already been killed.

After all, ghouls who are not good at fighting are far inferior to investigators like Kureo Mado who have been through countless battles.

Out of basic human compassion, Shirou wanted to help her, but his position as an investigator made him hesitate slightly.

At that moment, Hinami Fueguchi suddenly got up from the ground, grabbed Shirou's trouser leg tightly, and cried out:

"Please...please save my mother."

Even though they already knew we were investigators, they still asked us for help. Didn't they expect the consequences of doing so?

If it were discovered that she was also a ghoul, she would surely die.

No, even though she was a child, judging from her face, which was wet with rain and tears, and her eyes, which were full of fear, she knew the consequences.

Thinking of this, Shirou sighed softly.

Then let's make a move.

Although it's unknown how far Tsukimi and the Mizukage's research has progressed, it shouldn't be long before they develop a drug that can restore ghouls to normal.

At that time, ghouls will turn back into humans, becoming indistinguishable from humans.

Therefore, he is not saving ghouls as an investigator, but saving humanity in the future.

"Lead the way."

Hinami Fueguchi looked pleasantly surprised, but remembering the other person's identity as an investigator, she couldn't help but feel fear and cautiously asked:

"Are you really willing to save my mother?"

"Sigh... Let's go."

Shirou paused for a moment, then sighed:

“You haven’t done anything wrong. As an investigator, I usually turn a blind eye to people like you.”

"Since you've come to me for help, I won't mind helping you this once."

"But please remember, I am not your ally. The investigators, including myself, are your enemies."