He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

I don't care about myself, but the Azami Mansion is uninhabitable for at least a dozen hours right now, and Kurosaki Azami can't bear to let her child suffer with her.

"Alright, let them stay in the Crimson Hall for now. I'll be going now."

Lucifer could also sense the fear in the young lord before him; it was not a place for him to converse.

After seeing off the reluctant children, Kurosaki Azami took paper and pen from the collapsed bookshelf.

"Based on the intelligence sent by the naval forces, we can get a glimpse of the abilities and personalities of Dosaki Sugiiwa and his group."

As the 'hero' of fate, Dosaki Sugiiwa is undoubtedly the strongest among them, while Daimizuki Shiro and Asou Kurenai, who only know how to attack, are not worth worrying about...

The troublesome ones are Ruri Nene and Akai Shuichi, who possess detection abilities; they must be killed immediately.

In addition, there's this woman.

With his [Fate Detection] ability activated, Kurosaki Azami's gaze locked onto the bunny-eared girl.

"The 'Soft Bone Rabbit' is a type of demonic beast known for its powerful soft skills and charm, and it is also a highly intelligent and fast-cultivating being among demonic beasts."

The Passionate Organization has a good relationship with the Matou family, and even has Kiritsugu Emiya, who is the son-in-law of the Einzbern family, on its side. Although the number of magicians is not large, the information is quite extensive.

"There have been precedents of soft-boned rabbits cultivating into human form, and there is no reproductive isolation between them and humans."

Kurosaki Azami looked at Dosaki Sugiiwa with a hint of admiration in her eyes.

Just as there was the ancient hero Xu Xian, the grass python, so too has there been the modern hero Dosaki Sugiiwa, the sun rabbit warrior. Young man, you have expanded the scope of humankind's imagination with your mortal body.

The scum of humanity who aspires to be a demon knight is completely oblivious to his own shortcomings.

However, Kurosaki Azami had no intention of sending Shinobu to the intelligence department to keep Ogino Hikaru company; that would be too wasteful.

"The survival rate of soft-boned rabbits in the wild is very low because they are hunted by a large number of predators."

Not only for animals, but also for magicians, the Soft-Boned Rabbit, a type of magical beast, is an excellent tonic...

I'll contact Bucciarati later and have him prepare to execute my plan.

The pen moved erratically across the paper, and a new conspiracy gradually took shape.

At that moment, Dosaki Sugiiwa, who had just stepped off the speedboat and onto the shore, sneezed loudly, completely unaware that a certain devil had already set his sights on his girlfriend's fair and delicate body.

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Three hours later.

"Has everyone rested enough?"

Inside the CIA headquarters, the female supervisor asked in a soft voice, her bright blue cat eyes gleaming.

Rena Mizunashi, an undercover agent codenamed "Kiel" within the Black Organization "The Black Organization," is a high-ranking CIA agent assigned by headquarters to assist Shuichi Akai and others in their operations.

Image: "Mizunashi Rena", Location: "Images/1652800051-100292271-108786270.jpg"

"We've rested and are ready to set off at any time."

Although the Japanese group only rested for two or three hours after excluding travel and meal times, Dosaki Sugiiwa and the others, who had been subjected to high-intensity physical training for a long time, did not feel anything.

Now they'd rather get to Mt. Fuji Park immediately to meet the mysterious man—although the safest option is to ignore him, who would want to fight through dungeons one by one if they could speed things up?

(If you're a pro, then disregard what I said.)

"That guy... Dobio, right... said he'd be at Mt. Fuji Park at 7 p.m., but he didn't say where exactly."

Mount Fuji is so vast, half an hour is simply not enough to find it.

"That's not right."

Fuji Park is extremely crowded, with only a few tourists appearing even at night. If the security of the secret meeting is to be guaranteed, this is the only place available.

Rena Mizunashi opened the park map on her computer and pointed to a magnified area.

Three years ago, the local government planned to build an observation deck with a panoramic view of Mount Fuji, but the project was abandoned due to funding issues. The abandoned observation deck actually worsened the view, and coupled with the government's subsequent inaction, it became the only place that tourists would not visit.

That 'Sivir Tobio' will definitely appear here!

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"Bucciarati! Can you take me with you on this mission?"

"No."

At 6 PM, a certain stronghold was enthusiastically organized.

Narancia's eyes gleamed with pleading, and behind him Trish and Abbacchio looked at Bucciarati expectantly, while even Risotto's gaze flickered frequently.

However, the impartial and incorruptible head of the executive department remained unmoved.

“I understand how you feel, but the boss said that this mission can only be carried out by me alone, in order to create the illusion that ‘Tobio is being secretly hunted down by Passion.’”

"A peddler..."

Ignoring the disappointed expressions on everyone's faces, Bucciarati got into the car that had been prepared and drove towards Mt. Fuji Park.

"Although it's not the real thing, but..."

If the former members of the Passionate Organization's guard saw the sinister expression on Bucciarati's face, they would probably think he had been possessed.

"...It wouldn't be bad to get a taste of that dry craving."

One hour later.

Abandoned observation deck at Mt. Fuji Park.

Everything was so peaceful, just like every uneventful night in the past year.

"As expected of the CIA, even their binoculars have listening capabilities."

"Don't speak, Hongjun, someone's coming."

For security reasons, the Japanese anti-thistle team did not appear directly on the observation deck, but hid in the woods a few hundred meters away, protected by the CIA's optical camouflage magic.

This kind of magic trick is great for hiding—as long as you don't move around too much.

A pink-haired man appeared on the observation deck.

He limped, clearly having suffered a serious leg injury. His 1.92-meter height was slightly bent, and a scar on his sunny face made him look younger than his youthful appearance.

His gaze was extremely firm, sharp, and vigilant, and he possessed an indescribable air of unwavering determination.

"Sivir Tolbio? Not bad eye... What?"

After saying those words, Rena Mizunashi's eyes froze in terror.

Because through the telescope's listening device, she heard someone else say the same thing.

"I didn't expect you, a sewer rat, to still be alive... But only for tonight."

In the stairwell, Tobio looked at the man walking up the steps with a look of horror.

The white suit had a teardrop pattern, and the open chest slightly revealed a lace bra. The man with a bob haircut had a fierce look in his eyes.

"Who are you...?"

Terrified and incredulous voices reached the ears of the Ji Gang members.

"Bucciarati!!!"

Chapter 175 Tobio: I will defeat that demon named Kurosaki Azami!

"Who are you...?"

Abandoned observation deck at Mt. Fuji Park.

The pink-haired man's eyes widened in shock and fear as he stared at Bucciarati, his pupils trembling.

"…Bucciarati!!!"

"Really... Not only Mr. Kurosaki says so, but even the 'boss' thinks so."

Bucciarati resisted the urge to take off his shirt and walked up the steps with a fierce and cruel look in his eyes.

"This is a trial, a trial to overcome the past. Only by overcoming one's immature past can one grow."

The heavy sound of leather shoes echoed on the stone steps, reverberating in the hearts of Tobio and the Neon Thistle Group.

"Calm down and wait a while before making a move."

Dosaki Sugiiwa still adopted a cautious strategy—what if it was a trap?

"[Fate] is like an earthworm. No matter how you tear it apart, it will always crawl out from the cracks in the rocks and try to stop me."

You think so too, right, Sivir Torbio?

A blue and white figure appeared in Dosaki Sugiiwa's eyes, standing next to Bucciarati.

"A mere experimental subject dares to try and escape from that great man's grasp... Have you forgotten who brought you out of that slum filled with homeless people and garbage, and even bestowed upon you power?!"

“If the ‘gratitude’ you’re talking about is using me as an experiment, then I’m afraid I’ll have to decline.”

Dragging his injured leg, Tobio struggled to his feet, his eyes gleaming with unwavering determination.

"To satisfy their selfish desires, humans are imprisoned like pigs awaiting slaughter, waiting for Kurosaki Azami's cruel execution order..."

That devil... dared... commit such a heinous act...

Frost appeared on Tobio's hands.

"I am afraid I will die here today... but my death will leave behind a spark called hope!"

I have seized the source of Kurosaki Azami's power, and the one who can kill this demon will appear soon!

"Oh? Is this the hope you're talking about?"

With a disdainful sneer, Bucciarati slowly opened his left hand.

It was an ancient arrowhead, and the beetle-shaped ornament glittered in the moonlight.

"No...impossible!"

A desperate roar echoed throughout the observation deck, containing endless sorrow and anger.

"You haven't seen my abilities, have you? My abilities are 'spatial,' which is far superior to your boxer shorts' 'vaporization and freezing method.' To me, you're nothing more than a punching bag that's a bit tougher."

After saying that, Bucciarati revealed a villainous sneer, fully demonstrating what it means to be "a close confidant of the enemy".

With a kick, Tobio was knocked to the ground. The sole of the black leather shoe twisted and turned on the pink-haired man's face, and blood began to flow from Tobio's mouth and nose.