Don't use Type-Moon references in Oregairu!

The Secret Service members beside him straightened up with either awe or gratitude, bowing slightly to show their respect.

The boy, having removed his hood, revealed a head of messy yet smooth black hair. His deep blue eyes were like a mirror lake reflecting the stars on the plateau. His slightly fuzzy, youthful face contradictorily carried the iron-blooded air of a warrior. The blood-stained coat added to his imposing presence, making him seem like a hero stepping out of mythology into reality.

He nodded to each member of the Special Affairs Bureau in return, and then had them come over to receive the prisoners. His demeanor was calm and mature, like a fully ripened wine, possessing an attractive charm.

Yang didn't continue what Fujimaru Ritsuka had just said, and hesitated a bit.

She had asked Yukino before, and she learned that the amulet was made by Fujimaru Ritsuka, who even wore it close to her body.

That guy is so mean! I'm so angry!

But his amulet did save him.

...I'm still so angry!

Fujimaru Ritsuka noticed Haruno's slightly resentful look, and walked up to her with amusement, extending her right hand: "Interested in joining Chaldea?"

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Chapter 63, The British Magic Against the King is Known to All (3/3)

Inviting Haruno was not a spur-of-the-moment decision.

As a loyal gamer, Fujimaru Ritsuka hated battles without reward, and considering that hiding like this wasn't a solution, she decided to take advantage of the opportunity to go all out, gain favor and prestige in the official organizations, and then try to get in touch with the Shinsengumi to establish Chaldea's reputation.

An empty shell? Don't talk nonsense. Wherever I am, that's Chaldea, isn't it? (Feeling guilty)

One day, I will make Chaldea's fame known to everyone from Ireland to the Khitan.

As Yang looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka's outstretched hand, many thoughts came to mind.

Tonight's rescue operation was both a success and a failure.

He was saved, the Special Affairs Bureau avoided losses for the branch, and Fukuoka City wouldn't fall into the hands of cultists. But what would be the price?

Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others were exposed.

From the moment they came straight for her, Yukino's identity could no longer be kept a secret.

Once the matter is reported, the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters will inevitably become concerned about why three successors would specifically come to save them.

Even in Fukuoka, where cameras couldn't cover every area, Yukino was identified as the prime suspect through subtle clues.

Perhaps there's a small chance that Fujimaru Ritsuka and Yuigahama Yui can keep it a secret.

However, Fujimaru Ritsuka took the opportunity of rescuing the branch's strongest fighter and capturing the main culprit of the incident to openly represent the Chaldea organization.

Regardless of what happens next, the Special Affairs Bureau will hesitate in either absorbing or suppressing the situation, thus buying time.

Then, by recruiting himself into Chaldea, he conveyed goodwill to the Special Affairs Bureau and was able to use the political stance of the Yukinoshita family to maneuver, telling the Special Affairs Bureau that he was there to monitor the emerging organization.

Chaldea also has multiple successors, whose strength and prestige are enough to make the Special Affairs Bureau take them seriously.

This opportunity would allow them to openly join the Reform Society, just like a few other organizations such as the Shinsengumi, without having to persuade other organizations to expend their precious recommendation rights.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is indeed extraordinary, possessing rare insight. Following him seems like a good idea.

Yang doesn't dislike ambitious people; rather, he believes that this era needs people with ambition to live better lives.

The long thought process only took Yang a few seconds in his mind.

To outsiders, it looked like she hesitated for a moment before reaching out to grasp Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand: "Then, Fujimaru-san, I look forward to your guidance from now on."

Branch manager Kurosaki Hisatsu was standing nearby giving instructions, so he should have been able to hear the conversation, but he didn't say anything.

Fujimaru Ritsuka tried to pull her hand away, but was held firmly. Yukinoshita Haruno's pale face flushed red, and she stuck out her tongue, smiling cutely: "But Fujimaru-kun is really bold. He actually thought about sister donburi."

"elder sister!"

"Ah, I'm actually thinking about that..."

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“A beef bowl or something would be perfect to replenish our energy.” Fujimaru Ritsuka turned to Kurosaki Hisatsu. “Branch manager, if there’s nothing else, we’ll take our leave.”

Kurosaki Hisatsu was silent for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "The riots in Fukuoka City have been basically brought under control thanks to the efforts of the patrol members. We will also inform you of any important information regarding the prisoners through Special Envoy Yukinoshita. We are too busy to send more, but the Fukuoka branch will certainly remember Lord Fujimaru's kindness."

Yang raised an eyebrow in surprise: Kurosaki Hisatsu's style is different from the usual neutral stance. Not only did he share information about the spoils of war, but he also remembered the favor and subtly expressed his support. This muscle-bound brute is actually quite good; he doesn't have many hidden agendas towards his comrades.

However, she still admired Fujimaru Ritsuka's nonchalant attitude. It's important to understand that the Fukuoka branch, as the largest branch outside the three major metropolitan areas, wielded considerable power within the Special Affairs Bureau. As neutral parties, they rarely mingled with the radical or friendly factions, thus having the power to influence general internal decisions in crucial moments.

He couldn't possibly be unaware of this kind of ecology, after all, it's common knowledge for Japanese people, my friend.

Fujimaru Ritsuka bid farewell to Kurosaki Hisatsu in a calm manner, controlling her facial expression.

He didn't listen carefully to the branch secretary's polite words, let alone ponder their deeper meaning.

Because he was hungry.

Without making a sound, he touched his stomach and watched as Yukino carried her sister on her back. Yui changed out of her blood-stained coat, and once everything was ready, she strode out to the next battlefield.

"As expected of the inheritors, look at their resolute backs, they might be heading to the next place where villains commit evil!" The members of the Special Affairs Bureau whispered among themselves, expressing their admiration for the strong.

Kurosaki Kuzu touched the wounds on his body and sighed, "They're really strong. It seems my old bones need a workout too, to reconnect with some old friends."

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Sitting in the brightly lit shop, Yang Nai looked at the steaming beef bowl in front of her and fell into deep thought.

So you really came to eat? Wasn't that just a stunt to cover up your true feelings?

Moreover, facing the pink and tender slices of meat, Yang Nai recalled the scenes on the battlefield and still found it hard to bring herself to eat.

Fujimaru Ritsuka glanced at her, picked up the beef bowl in front of Haruno, and pushed a caramel pudding towards her: "If you can't eat meat, try this. It's precisely because you're not in the mood that you should eat. If you want to become stronger, you have to eat well."

"When you feel bad, you should consume sweet sugars and turn the sweetness into motivation to warm your cold heart."

"Eat."

Yang Nai picked up a spoon, cracked open the thin caramel crust, and scooped up the trembling golden part. The sweet aroma of milk, cheese, and eggs mingled with the creamy filling was irresistible.

When you put it in your mouth, the delicate texture, the crispy outer shell with its caramelized aroma, and the tender inner part with its rich milky fragrance are like a bottomless swamp that engulfs those who crave sweetness.

Sugar has a magical power. By the time Yang came to her senses, she had already finished eating the portion that Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was sitting opposite her, had eaten.

Yukino and Yui warily protected their own portions. Haruno's face flushed slightly as she lamented to herself: "Haruno, how could you be so depraved and shameless? Have you forgotten your wish to inherit the Yukinoshita family and make it great again?"

"General, could you please order another caramel pudding?"

"Two portions!" Yang Nai coughed, cleared his throat, and ignored the two strange gazes beside him. "Speaking of which, I have a question I want to ask you..."

64. The Lilith you mentioned, is she the one who's really lewd? (Corrected)

Yui Yuigahama, who was happily shoveling rice into her mouth, temporarily regained her attention and raised her hand to volunteer: "Yuna-nee, just ask if you have any questions. Even simulating the trajectory of celestial bodies, the all-knowing Yui can help you solve them!"

She was feeling a bit stifled. In the Fukuoka branch incident, she had only played a minor role, managing to catch a small fry, while Yukino and Fujimaru Ritsuka stole all the limelight.

Do humans also want to rival supercomputers? What nonsense is this little girl talking about?

Yang Nai sensed that the child was a little slow-witted, but she just smiled and let it go. She was a bit troubled: "Why are you all so carefree? Maintaining such a good attitude after such an intense battle—what has the power of the inheritor given you?"

She was genuinely curious. While working at the Special Affairs Bureau, she had personally reviewed countless case files, including many bizarre and gory ones. It took her a long time to adjust, from initial disgust and fear to eventual calm.

Even without being there in person, she should be much more able to adapt to a scene of carnage than the average person.

But the three minors remained much calmer than she did.

The reason for this intrigued her greatly.

It's definitely not because an adult's self-esteem was hurt! Absolutely not!

"You ask why? Naturally, you won't feel anything anymore, right?" Yui Yuigahama replied innocently, chopsticks in her mouth.

Yukinoshita put down her chopsticks, knowing what Haruno was asking. "So-called inheritors, how much do you know about them, sister?" she asked.

I don't know why Yukino asked that, but Haruno still tilted her head and recalled the contents of the dossier: "According to the information I obtained in the Special Affairs Bureau, they were able to awaken superhuman strength without knowing anything about it and without needing to match materials that were suitable for their physique. They also possessed special skills, as if they had received them from the dark."

Yukino nodded, half-affirming and half-denying, then shook her head. "It's less of an inheritance and more of an awakening; my power comes from Lilith..."

"It's Lilith?!" Yang exclaimed, covering her face with her hands and pretending to cry. "I never expected it to be the female succubus Lilith!"

"Waaaaah, is my Yukino about to become a woman who can't live without a man's essence? Being a successor isn't easy either; you have to pay such a price to gain power."

Fujimaru Ritsuka covered her face. Haruno, could you please say less? Didn't you see Yukino's fist clenched?

Yukino's forehead veins were practically bulging. She barely managed to suppress the urge to punch her older sister until her face was red, black, and purple. She said calmly, "If you interrupt again, I'll go catch a nightmare and let you experience it properly."

Yang Nai sat down obediently.

Yukino rolled her eyes at her, annoyed. "Her real name is Melt Lilith, or Dissolving Lilith. After gaining the power, I experienced her life from the main perspective. In a way, the term 'inheritor' isn't wrong."

"It's like having a lucid dream; I don't remember the details very clearly, but the physical and emotional experiences are very clear."

Yukino glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka without making a sound. She noticed he didn't seem to care much about what she'd just said, and she sulked a little.

Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up the conversation. Although he hadn't experienced the memories of a Heroic Spirit's entire life like Yukino and the others, he had observed some details.

"As far as I know, not all inheritors can obtain the complete memories. For example, one of my classmates did not have a very unusual experience."

He was referring to the fact that Totsuka Saika didn't recognize him.

He seems to have no memory of Lostbelts.

"For example, Yuihama, you probably don't know who Lilith is, right?"

Yui Yuigahama nodded.

"Therefore, I believe that not everyone can fully inherit the memories of a Heroic Spirit, or even their power. And not all inheritors will be affected by the memories of a Heroic Spirit."

"However, Yang Nai-jie, your sister seems to be very compatible with Lilith."

Is being a successor really that dangerous? At this moment, Yukino made up her mind. She decided that she must join Chaldea. Even if her mother disagreed, she would persuade her. She didn't want Yukino to completely change without her knowing.

What's going on? Why has she suddenly become so motivated? But it's all for the best.

Fujimaru Ritsuka became happy.

Just then, his phone rang. He picked it up and answered it. Fujimaru Ritsuka heard a familiar voice coming from the other end; it was Hachiman Hikigaya.

"Ritsuka, Ritsuka, how's things going in Fukuoka? When will you be able to get to Tenmangu Shrine?"

"What's wrong? You seem a little anxious?"

"I sense something's wrong. My gut tells me things are starting to get dangerous here."