Shirou's clones number 30 million

"If you run into me on the street next time, just run away as far as you can."

Hinami Fueguchi lowered her head and remained silent, her heart filled with fear and doubt.

He clearly knew his identity, but why was he willing to help save his mother?

No, now is not the time to think about those things. If we go any later, it might be too late.

"This way, please...please follow me."

……

In a wide alley, Ryoko Fueguchi was surrounded by several investigators, led by Kureo Mado.

"Amen, you can stop now. I'll take care of the rest."

Mado Kureo put down the box in his hand, slowly opened it, and took out a newly made quinque from behind.

"That...that is..."

Looking at that familiar quinque, Ryoko Fueguchi couldn't help but shed tears.

Without a doubt, it was a quinque made by her husband, Heba.

"Yes, very good, fantastic!"

Mado Kureo's face revealed an extremely twisted smile, the kind that could scare a child to tears. Compared to ghouls, he was clearly more like the villain of the story.

"Terrification, despair, disgust—that's it! It was worth bringing it here..."

"This is my last act of mercy. Do you wish to say a few last words?"

Ryoko Fueguchi didn't speak, but looked up at him with a faint smile on her tear-streaked face.

That expression infuriated Mado Kureo.

These mere ghouls, these monsters, are actually able to fake human emotions.

He swung the quinque in his hand down immediately.

boom!

With a sharp crack, the quinque in his hand snapped in two.

At the same time, a series of hurried footsteps came from behind.

Looking back at the three familiar figures and the little girl who had run away earlier, Mado Kureo's expression gradually darkened, and he asked, word by word:

"Special Class Kotomine, what does this mean? Why are you interfering with my efforts to eliminate ghouls?"

"Sigh... You probably don't want to hear my reasons. Besides, I don't think you're the kind of person who can be persuaded."

"The reasons don't really matter. No matter what the reason, it won't change the actions of Special Agent Kotomine. Do you know what you're doing? Protecting ghouls? That's not something Special Agent Kotomine would do."

"Everyone has moments when they want to do something unconventional, and you and I are no exception."

"Heh... So, Special Agent Kotomine is determined to save this monster?"

"Monsters? In your eyes, are they really that different from humans?"

Mado Kureo's face immediately darkened, his eyes glaring as he demanded:

"What does Special Class Kotomine mean by this? You can't possibly be unaware of your own position, can you? Or are you being deceived by this monster's appearance?"

"These monsters disguise themselves as humans, and now they can even fake human emotions. They must be eliminated as soon as possible."

“Your thinking is too absolute.” Shirou shook his head slightly. “Ghouls are also part of humanity, they just have ‘diseases’. The difference between humans and ghouls is not as great as you imagine, nor is it an insurmountable gap.”

"Shut up! Amon, Special Agent Kotomine has lost his mind. We have to wake him up here. Let's go!"

Can we win?

"If we can't win, we'll die here. For the future of humanity, we must win."

"How righteous and awe-inspiring! He actually claims to be doing this for the future of humanity."

Shirou chuckled, and a pair of scarlet pupils instantly appeared in his eyes.

"Although you intend to eliminate me, I have never had any ill will towards either of you. Even Mado, who is obsessed with hunting ghouls, I don't dislike him much."

"So, I'm giving you a chance."

As he spoke, Shirou looked around, his gaze sweeping across the faces of each investigator.

The next moment, Mado Kureo, as if he had drunk himself into oblivion, staggered out of the alley.

The power of his mental strength greatly enhanced the Sharingan's genjutsu and hypnotic effects.

In this world without magic, the Sharingan becomes even more invincible.

Their memories of today have been erased by Shirou, and even with immense willpower, when they look back on it later, they will only think that they were dreaming.

Watching the investigators, including Mado Kureo, leave the alley, Fueguchi Hinami could no longer contain her excitement and rushed towards her mother.

"Mom, are you alright? I ran into them on the street just now. Although they are all investigators, they are different from the others. They were willing to help me save you."

Ryoko Fueguchi was slightly taken aback, but quickly recovered, stood up unsteadily, slowly walked towards Shirou, and bowed her head to thank him:

"Thank you for saving me and my daughter."

"Don't mention it. I'm not one of your companions. If you see me again, don't say hello, just run away."

"...What you just said, that ghouls are also human, is that true?"

"Yes, the original ghouls were created through some kind of experiment. In reality, it's just a difference in the number of RC cells in their bodies."

Chapter 149 This World Is Seriously Sick

Chapter 149, Section 150: This World Is Seriously Sick

Am I... human too?

Ryoko Fueguchi muttered to herself, a strange and indescribable feeling rising in her heart.

I've lived as a ghoul since birth. There seems to be a huge mountain between ghouls and humans. So, I'm actually human too? Just a slightly different kind of human.

"Thank you so much, this is... the first time I've ever heard someone say that."

"No need to thank me right away. The rain is getting heavier, so you should leave here quickly. You should have a place to stay in this city, so I don't need to meddle anymore."

Does this mean... if the answer is no, they're willing to take me in?

Ryoko Fueguchi couldn't help but stare at Shirou, looking at him intently for a long time, as if trying to memorize his face.

Seeing this, Anju Kuroko took the opportunity to hand over her umbrella, saying:

"Here, take this umbrella."

At the same time, he quickly walked to Shirou's other side, and the three of them shared an umbrella.

"Teacher Yanfeng, could you lend me a little space before we go to the restaurant?"

"Of course, but this umbrella isn't big enough for three people to share. So, let's go to the convenience store first."

Watching the three figures disappear into the distance, Ryoko Fueguchi unconsciously tightened her grip on her daughter's arm, thinking to herself:

So there are investigators like this in the world...

As they walked out of the alley, Anju Kuro leaned closer to Shirou and whispered:

"Um...is it true that ghouls are also human, as Kotomine-sensei just said?"

"Yes, the original ghouls were created by modifying humans."

Shirou paused, then added:

"If ghouls existed in the world from birth, they would probably have wiped out humanity in the era of cold weapons and even primitive humans. If you can't understand this, you can think of ghouls as creatures like zombies."

Anju Kuroko nodded as if she understood, then asked again:

"Then... why do we investigators fight so desperately against ghouls?"

"You can think of us as police officers; eliminating ghouls and saving lives are not that different."

"After she's released, will she really not go and harm others?"

"She also needs the ability and determination to harm people. Every day, many people commit suicide or die accidentally, and many ghouls feed on them. However, such ghouls are ultimately a minority."

The complex relationship between ghouls and humans caused Anju Kuro to fall silent for a moment.

"This world always feels a bit... cruel."

Indeed, the world is sick, and seriously sick.

So, Tsukimi and Mizukage, when will your medicine be ready? I'm waiting for your medicine to save the world.

Shirou never doubted that Deviluke could develop the relevant medicine.

It's a galactic empire, ruling over an entire galaxy. How could it not be able to resolve a small crisis on Earth? The only difference is the timing.

Or rather, it also depends on how much influence Tsukimi Shirou has with King Deviluke, which determines the level of their support.

After all, he was not the heir to Deviluke, but merely the princess's lover.

After walking several dozen meters, I suddenly heard a series of hurried footsteps behind me.

Looking back, Hinami Fueguchi was leaning on her knees, panting as she looked this way.

Shirou sighed softly and said in a deep voice:

"Why did you chase after me? I should have made it very clear earlier that I am not your ally, and we will be enemies next time we meet."

Hinami Fueguchi paused slightly, then bowed deeply, her head lowered very low, her voice trembling slightly:

"I know, I just wanted to say thank you. Thank you for saving my mom, big brother."

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

Shirou waved his hand, turned around, and walked away.

Watching the three gradually leave, Hinami Fueguchi opened her mouth, but hesitated to speak.

Actually, she still had many questions to ask.

"Hinami... let's go."

Noticing that the rain had suddenly stopped, Hinami Fueguchi turned to look at her mother, who was standing behind her with an umbrella, and murmured to herself: