Shirou's clones number 30 million

The next moment, an ancient street appeared before them.

The street was very quiet; there wasn't a soul in sight.

Where is this place?

"This is the real afterlife. As for the school you used to live in, it was just an illegal business."

Shirou Hakuzawa paused, then continued:

"This place is much like the real world. You'll die if you're stabbed in the heart or have your head chopped off. So, don't kill people indiscriminately like before, or prison will be your only destination."

They walked on and soon arrived at a room on the street.

Pushing open the door, I saw Aizen's shadow clone organizing documents behind the desk.

"When you arrived, what was her response?"

"I haven't asked yet."

Shirou Shirazawa shook his head slightly, then turned to look at Yuri Nakamura:

"This is the underworld that connects many worlds. The world we live in did not originally have an underworld. After death, everyone would automatically fall into a deep sleep."

"And during this period of slumber, there is also a ten-year waiting process. A person will be reincarnated ten years after death."

"This place is different from our world. Here, everyone lives a normal life for a hundred years, their souls don't get sick, and they live longer than humans."

"In other words, everyone who died in the past decade will continue to live here from now on."

"Of course, the underworld is vast, and not everyone can find their past family. So, most people will probably rebuild their families."

As Shiro Shirazawa explained, Yuri Nakamura's breathing became somewhat rapid.

"You mean, all the humans who have died in the past ten years will appear here?"

"Not necessarily. Some deeply sinful and greedy souls will automatically transform into a monster called 'Void' and lose their reason."

"me……"

"So, will you be helping to welcome the newcomers here, or will you be one of the people being welcomed and go to your assigned accommodation?"

“I’ll stay and help.” Yuri Nakamura didn’t hesitate at the power forward position.

"can."

Shirou Shirazawa paused for a moment and said softly:

"But I want to remind you that even if you help out here, you may not be able to see your family."

"After all, conservatively estimated, at least 600 million people have died in the past decade. And at least half of them will end up here."

Three hundred million?

"Yes, so there are as many as 30 reception points, and this is just one of them."

“I understand, but according to what you just said, I should be able to live here for another hundred years. With that much time, finding them shouldn’t be a problem.”

"You're oversimplifying things. This place is similar to ancient times; there are no telephones or the internet. Finding someone relies entirely on missing person notices and shouting."

At this moment, Aizen suddenly interrupted:

"Posting missing person notices on the street is illegal, and shouting loudly is disturbing the peace. Both will result in arrest, only the length of detention will differ."

"Huh...? How do we find them?" Shirou Shiro asked, looking surprised.

"For ordinary people, it can only be passed down by word of mouth."

"It'll take forever to find it!"

"Perhaps you can help her."

"Let's see. Maybe she'll get lucky and be able to host her family from the past."

Yuri Nakamura's eyes lit up, and she immediately felt a strong sense of anticipation.

"I will do my best!"

"It's not about cheering; in the end, it all comes down to luck," Shirou Shiro said speechlessly.

"I've always been lucky, so there shouldn't be any problem."

"In that case, you should work hard here. If there's anything you don't understand, just ask Captain Aizen."

"Yes, Captain Aizen!"

Yuri Nakamura immediately looked at Aizen and bowed deeply.

The next moment, she suddenly thought of her companion and couldn't help but ask:

"Um... what about the others? Were Hinata and the others assigned to other reception points?"

"That's it. My clone has already taken them to other reception points."

Will I ever see them again?

"I don't know. The Soul Society is very large. It depends on whether you two are destined to be together."

“Since they are all still in this world, we will meet again someday,” Yuri Nakamura explained with a smile.

"Well... I might give you a small discount after the reception is over."

"Really? Thank you!"

……

Where is this place?

Otonashi Yuzuru opened his eyes and found himself in a queue, surrounded by people.

Looking up, there was a long queue in front of me, with no end in sight.

And then, more and more people appeared.

“I remember now, because the tram broke down… I ultimately didn’t survive.”

When did you die?

The man in line in front of Yuzuru Otonashi suddenly turned around and asked.

"Huh...? We were so close, we should have died at the same time, right?" Yuzuru Otonashi asked in surprise.

“No! There was a full five years between me and the person in front of me. I died in July 2013, but he died in June 2008.”

"what?"

Otonashi Yuzuru looked shocked. If this meant he would be able to see his sister again?

Although everyone is queuing, no one is supervising. It shouldn't be a problem if I leave the queue, right?

Thinking of this, Otonashi Yuzuru unconsciously took a step forward and ran ahead.

I wonder if Hatsune Miku has been reincarnated. The end of the line should be the place of reincarnation, right?

However, after running only a few meters, a majestic voice suddenly came from afar:

"go back!"

The next moment, Otonashi Yuzuru retreated repeatedly until he reached the very back of the line.

Damn it! No wonder no one was supervising; they had such methods.

Looking up, she saw the man she had just been chatting with standing in front of dozens of people.

In other words, that run just now caused him to fall behind dozens of people in the team's ranking.

"Ugh……"

When he came to his senses, he couldn't help but ask the people behind him:

When did you die?

Chapter 585 Good Deeds Points 961

Chapter 585, Section 586: Good Deeds Points 961

The number of people at the front of the line kept decreasing, while Otonashi Yuzuru's position in the line kept moving forward.

I don't know if it was an hour or two later, but finally only a handful of people remained in front of us.

At the front of the procession was an ancient-style wooden house, where a man dressed in black was yawning, looking drowsy.

Beside him, a high school girl with waist-length black hair was writing with a pen, occasionally asking the person at the front of the line a question, presumably registering her information.

As the gaze moved to the left from the wooden house, a vast ancient city came into view, prompting a guess to rise in Otonashi Yuzuru's mind.

Those at the front of the line will disappear into the street after registration is complete.

'It seems that people don't reincarnate immediately after death; they stay in the underworld for a long time.'

'I wonder how long this period will be? A year or two?'

'If it had been longer, perhaps Hatsune Miku wouldn't have been reincarnated yet.'

'But why did they all die at different times? Did they have to be screened elsewhere before queuing up here?'

Soon, Yuzuru Otonashi finally reached the front.

"Name?" the girl with long, straight black hair asked without looking up.

"Otonashi Yuzuru".

"Huh...? You also have the surname Otonashi?"

The girl looked up, glanced at her in surprise, and then muttered to herself.

No, she seems to be the same Yuzuru Otonashi that Shirou was looking for before.

Anyway, write it down first.

The girl quickly came to her senses, took out a needle, and pointed at the white paper on the table.

"Drip a little blood onto this piece of paper."

"okay."

Unaware of what was going on, Yuzuru Otonashi picked up a needle, pricked his finger, and dripped a drop of blood onto the paper.