Shirou's clones number 30 million

Before he could think any further, he was pushed forward a few steps by the people behind him.

This is a small alley, deserted inside, but with many passersby coming and going outside.

As people continued to emerge from the alley, passersby cast curious glances their way.

"Why are so many people coming out of there? Is it an underground gathering?"

"I don't remember there being anything there? Could it be that there are celebrities on the other street?"

Under the strange gazes of the crowd, the middle-aged prosecutor quickly realized that the passersby could all see him.

In other words, although they have died once, they should still be human beings now, not souls or ghosts.

That leaves only one question: how do I explain my situation to my family?

Moreover, previously, due to the death of his daughter, he was consumed by rage and violated the justice he had upheld for many years, killing the murderer with his own hands.

This matter has likely already been discovered.

So, should he go home to see his wife, or go to the police station to turn himself in?

Chapter 547 Returning

Chapter 548 Returning After Leaving

"Why are you back again?"

After everyone had left, Shirou Shiro was about to put away the Anywhere Door when a girl suddenly walked back from behind it.

"The place behind the door is too far from my home. I have no money and no phone with me. Could you lend me some money for the journey?"

"Or, you could reopen the door and set the location near my house."

Shiro was speechless. Since he had died once, the others should not have any money on them. Why hadn't they come looking for him?

"Okay, you can take a taxi back."

Shiro Shiro took out his wallet, took out two 10,000 yen bills, and handed them over.

"I don't need that much. I can take the subway. Eight hundred should be enough." The girl shook her head repeatedly and did not reach out her hand.

"I see..."

Shiro Shiro put away the 20,000 yen and then handed over a 1,000 yen note.

"I don't have any change, so I'll just give you a thousand."

"Um, what's your name? Where should I find you if I want to return the money?"

At this moment, Shirou Shiro was momentarily stunned, thinking to himself:

Is this some kind of flirting attempt?

"You don't need to pay it back."

"How can that be? I'm not the kind of woman who borrows money and doesn't pay it back. Where do you live? I'll pay you back as soon as I get home."

"Never mind, to avoid trouble, I'll just take you home."

Shirou Shiro sighed softly, put away his wallet, closed the Anywhere Door, and then reopened it, setting the location behind the door to the girl's living room.

He opened the Anywhere Door, and with a sweep of his Observation Haki, he instantly saw what was behind it.

The house wasn't large, and even felt dark and cramped, but it was very clean.

Inside the room, a little girl was crouching in the corner with her knees drawn up to her chest, seemingly sobbing softly.

"Your house is right behind the door, just go straight there."

"really?"

The girl's face lit up with joy, and she quickly ran over.

She passed through the Anywhere Door and saw the little girl inside the house, and unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm back! Lilia."

"Sister...are you here to take me away?" The little girl looked frightened, but quickly became determined and murmured to herself, "I died too."

"No, we are all still alive."

As she spoke, the girl suddenly realized her current predicament.

Without household registration or identity, they are no longer considered to exist by outsiders.

"Lilia, what did Mom tell you about me?"

"Unable to endure this kind of life any longer, she chose to commit suicide by jumping off a building..."

"Then... what about my funeral? Has it already been held?"

No. I heard the body was donated to a hospital.

"Mom should be happy that we don't need to waste money on a funeral, right?"

A look of distress crossed the girl's face. Although she had long anticipated that her situation might become worse, she hadn't expected it to be this bad.

Although I have been working and saving money, I still haven't saved enough to live independently.

After all, renting an apartment in a place like Tokyo is quite expensive.

Moreover, the school and the place where he worked may have already received news of his death.

Even if I shamelessly went there, I'd probably get fired, right?

As for schools, it goes without saying that without adult intervention, it's simply impossible to go back to school.

"Do you need any help?"

The sudden sound made the girl turn around unconsciously.

"How did you get here?"

"Out of curiosity, perhaps? Looks like you need to borrow some more money?"

"No need. I don't have much savings, but I do have some."

As they were talking, the girl suddenly realized something.

Perhaps this is an opportunity to live independently?

How much can you lend me?

"You wait."

Shiro Shiro took out his wallet and counted the cash inside.

"37 million, I guess."

"Huh...? You're carrying so much cash on you, could it be... you're rich?"

"well enough."

After all, being responsible for the daily expenses of 23,000 people, one naturally needs to carry more money with them.

"Actually, rather than borrowing money, I would prefer you to help me find a job, one with room and board, a single-occupancy dormitory."

"In that case, would you like to work at the Yorozuya? The pay is the same as you said: meals and accommodation included, one-person dormitory."

Shirou Hakuzawa paused, then smiled and said:

"As for salary, the base salary is 300,000, plus a 10% commission on sales."

"In addition, because this job often requires me to travel, there are various subsidies for phone bills, transportation, and meals."

"Furthermore, working hours are flexible. Students can attend classes at school normally and only work after school and on holidays."

"What exactly do I need to do?" the girl asked instinctively.

"There are many. I'll basically take on any request. For example, doing homework for elementary school students, weeding and pruning trees, painting walls..."

"Does such a profession exist? I've never heard of it before."

"Well... we just opened recently, how about it? Want to come?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble you. My name is Yuri Tensho, you can call me Yuri."

"My name is Shirosawa Shirou, you can just call me Shirou. Pack your things first, I'll come pick you up later."

"What time is it?"

Shirou Shirawa glanced at the wall clock and pondered:

"About two hours later."

"Understood." Tianxiang Youli smiled and made an OK sign.

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"Bring the Yorozuya here right now, immediately!"

In the Crimson World, on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital, Shirou Hashiba, who was protecting a merchant on his way to the Imperial Capital, looked at Shirou Shirazawa with a rather helpless expression.

"Can you please stop? I'm still on my way to work!"

"Why not just create a clone? It doesn't matter if it's you or a clone."

Shirou Shiro floated to the top of the carriage, sat on top of Shirou Hashiba's head, and gently touched his neck with his right hand, instantly sharing the memories of today.

"I've already promised someone else, so a shadow clone shouldn't be a big deal for you."

"I see. Why don't you just open your own shop? Why did you have to come to me?" Shirou Hashiba said with a hint of helplessness.

"I won't."

Shirou Shirazawa shook his head slightly and sighed:

"Although I have your memories and my mind knows what to do, my body is strongly resisting it."

"What kind of strange argument is this? Why not just rent a place and put up some posters to advertise it?"

"No, there are some things I can't do. For example, I simply can't be as shameless as you are, constantly haggling with people until you're red in the face."

"Uh... I don't know if you're praising me or being sarcastic. There's a first time for everything, just try it once and you'll get it, right?"

"No, I hate doing things I don't like."