Shirou's clones number 30 million

However, no matter which channel you switch to, it's showing scenes of war.

"What TV series is this? Wait...!? Kirito? Suguha!"

So surprised that Kiritani Midori unconsciously stood up.

My own son and daughter are actually appearing on TV.

Moreover, they are still fighting against "fierce and evil" enemies.

Suguha seems to be a low-ranking soldier, while Kazuto is a commander-like figure.

"What are they doing? But they both seem to be having a lot of fun."

Soon, with the commentator's explanation, she gradually understood the general situation.

This is a small-scale maze encounter involving multiple groups, and Kazuto is currently in command of one of those groups.

The battle is nearing its end, and his son and daughter's team is about to win the championship.

"Strategy team? That sounds familiar. I think I've heard someone mention it before."

A few seconds later, she suddenly remembered that she had just heard her neighbor talk about this yesterday.

It is said that a group of people are planning to form a strategy team to go to the so-called Aincrad and defeat Kayaba Akihiko.

At the time, she thought it was none of her business, just like listening to people talk about national affairs.

Has the world become a game? Life still goes on.

As for saving the world and returning to reality, those are things that big shots should worry about, and have nothing to do with ordinary people like us.

However, I never expected that my son and daughter would join the strategy team.

"When Kazuto and Suguha come back at night, should I pretend I don't know anything, or should I give them a good scolding? Or should I encourage them?"

"I can understand their feelings. When I was young, I also dreamed of becoming a hero who saves the world, but there is always a wall between dreams and reality."

"If they join that strategy group, they'll waste at least a year and a half. The teachers and classmates around them won't wait that long."

“After that, studying and working will become a major difficulty.”

"But if my children want to do great things, I, as their mother, can't discourage them. Otherwise, if they become discouraged and give up, it will have the opposite effect..."

At that moment, the television screen caught her attention again.

"Huh...!? Kazuto has become the leader of the strategy team? Isn't that the young man who shook hands with him Kazuto's cousin Shirou who came to our house the day before yesterday?"

"Could those people in camouflage around us be active-duty soldiers?"

"To be honest, this kind of thing definitely wouldn't have been possible without official leadership."

"Huh...? If that's the case, once the world is successfully saved, won't Kazuto, who is the leader of the strategy team, become a household name?"

"Wait, this scene is being broadcast on TV, and all channels are broadcasting it simultaneously."

"Could it be that Kazuto is already famous?"

"In that case, it seems I no longer need to worry about their future."

Chapter 207 Now the peace and order can finally be restored.

Chapter 207, Section 208: Finally, peace and order can be restored.

That night, a space shrouded in white mist.

As soon as Shirou Narusaka entered, he was met with a large group of hands.

"It really is Kirito! Just as I expected."

"Well... in a fair fight, he can't possibly lose to anyone."

"Hindsight is 20/20".

"No, this is metaphysics!"

Amidst the clamor of voices, a ship suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the distance.

The entire vessel is made of a special material that is neither metal nor wood, and the hull is a single piece with no trace of splicing.

"This is...? Could it be the spaceship I ordered from Tsukimi?" Tenryu Shirou suddenly became excited.

The next moment, Tsukimi Shirou's voice sounded from behind him:

“That’s right, this is the ship you ordered. By the way, don’t ask me to buy this kind of thing again next time. When I received the package just now, Uncle Cheetos even mocked me, saying he hadn’t seen such an antique thing in a long time.”

Tianlong Renren chuckled and then shook hands with him without any concern.

"Huh...? There are no instructions?"

“There’s no such thing. When I asked Uncle Cheetos, he said: ‘Who remembers how to use this kind of old relic? Just take it and play with it.’”

"Uh... okay, I'll do my own research. But given my current situation, it's really not a good idea to use it directly; the World Government would definitely take it for research."

"Are you still afraid of them?" Tsukimi Shirou retorted.

"It's not that I'm afraid of them, it's just that if my grandfather or father calls to borrow it, I'll really have a hard time refusing."

"That's your problem. Anyway, I've already given it to you. Just remember not to ask me to buy such old things again in the future."

"Um... Anyway, thank you, you've been a great help."

In the world of One Piece, there is a flying ship that is both cool and has great strategic value.

Moreover, given the technological gap, the ship's weapon systems are likely to be quite advanced as well.

Although I really want to go and study it right away, there's plenty of time, so there's no need to rush.

Tenryu Shirou smiled, then looked at the others, his gaze quickly settling on Kitahara Shirou.

"Kitahara, didn't you write a lot of songs? Why don't you use them? Instead, you keep covering them."

Kitahara Shirou's expression froze for a moment, but when he thought that these people in front of him knew him inside and out, the embarrassment and anger that had just risen instantly disappeared.

"Those aren't songs, they're just scribbles I made during my teenage years."

During that period, he once thought he was omnipotent and filled a notebook with cringeworthy ideas, as well as music and character songs (lyrics only) for each character's appearance.

A while ago, after graduating from junior high school, I wanted to destroy that notebook, but I couldn't find it after searching for a whole day.

"If we can't write a new song, let's borrow from other worlds," Roma Shirou said subconsciously.

This is what he's been doing lately: trying to put his own name on all sorts of things that don't exist in Rome.

"No, I don't want to cheat." Kitahara Shirou waved his hand and said without hesitation, "Although it's convenient to just take out the finished product, it's also fun to think, work hard, and grow together with my companions."

"I see... Everyone has their own ambitions, so I can't say anything more."

Roman Shirou smiled and then said:

"But have you decided who to choose? Or are you going to want them all?"

"Hmm... let's take it one step at a time. I don't have any plans to be in a relationship right now."

Thinking of his two companions, Kitahara Shirou couldn't help but shake his head.

Deep down, he prefers his childhood friend, Setsuna.

However, Touma seems pretty good too.

Suddenly, a man named Shirou dressed in a police uniform appeared out of nowhere beside them.

He had a tired look on his face, and his hair was messy, giving the impression that he hadn't rested for several days.

"Investigator Shirou? What's wrong with you?"

"I'm no longer an investigator. If you don't know what to call me, just call me Kotomine."

Former investigator Shirou Kotomine rubbed his forehead and let out a huge yawn.

"Calling you Kotomine feels like I'm addressing myself, so I'll just call you Police Officer Shirou. Are you... not sleeping well?"

"It's not that I didn't sleep well, it's that I didn't sleep at all."

Police officer Shirou, tears streaming down his face, slowly said:

"I was just about to go to sleep last night when I suddenly received a call to respond to an emergency. By the time I finally finished and got home, it was already past 3 a.m.

"I had just lain down when another murder occurred."

"I wonder what's going on? Why are there so many murders lately?"

"Why don't I have a single useful detective around me? Forget Sherlock Holmes, I'd even be happy with Kogoro Mouri."

"Just a few days ago, there were so many investigators thinking of becoming police officers that there was an oversupply of manpower. Some of them might end up being sent to the countryside to work as police officers."

"But unexpectedly, in just a few days, the security situation in Tokyo plummeted, and there was a shortage of police force. Even someone of my rank had to be dispatched."

Kitahara Shirou stared at him speechlessly. There were too many things to criticize, and he didn't know where to begin.

"Even with our physical condition, do we still feel tired?"

"Why don't you give it a try?" Officer Shirou couldn't help but ask. "Two days without sleep, staring at the monitor screen without blinking. Plus, finding commonalities in all the cases, holding meetings, writing reports... and creating 20,000 shadow clones to patrol the area day and night..."

"Alright, you don't need to say anything more."

Kitahara Shirou couldn't help but interrupt him. Physical fatigue might not be a big deal, but mental fatigue would only accumulate gradually.

Especially the 20,000 shadow clones, which are definitely the main reason for the increased fatigue.

"Why not just send more police officers to patrol? Is it really necessary to personally go into action?"

"Ordinary police officers don't have Observation Haki, so how can they be as efficient as me? It's a pity I'm not a famous detective, and my mind isn't quick enough, otherwise I would have found useful clues long ago."

Because I'm not a smart person, I can only use this clumsy method, which is why I'm so exhausted.

Police officer Shiro believes that the sudden deterioration of public safety in Tokyo is definitely orchestrated by someone behind the scenes.

However, without the original plot as a reference, he really couldn't find any clues.

Even the possibility of a behind-the-scenes manipulator is just wishful thinking.

"Are you an idiot? Or did those 20,000 shadow clones take away your brain along with them?"

Shirou Sakurai chuckled and casually said:

"It's obvious, it must be related to ghouls. Not long after the ghouls disappeared, the public order suddenly deteriorated. Isn't the answer obvious?"