Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

Isaac still suspects there is an amalgam mole in the class.

"No problem, but I've already helped you here."

"Your ammunition supplies will be plentiful during your time in Japan."

"readily."

Locke called out from behind, "Hey, hey, hey, are you really going to lay a hand on a child like this? What's the reason?"

"It's okay to tell you. The target I'm protecting seems to have been injured."

"Isn't this just school bullying? Why don't you just give them a warning?"

“No, no, no, I would have done the same if my target was an ordinary girl, but…” Isaac’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Now this matter may not be a social issue, but an international one. This kind of thing cannot be taken lightly.”

"Huh?" Locke had no idea what he was talking about.

“Yes, Locke,” Balalaika chimed in from the side, “If this ‘target’ that Isaac is talking about really is hiding some earth-shattering secret, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to send an entire school to its grave. The things involved cannot be summed up by just a few lives.”

"..."

Perhaps this place will be engulfed in bloodshed because of their arrival.

Chapter 630: High Alert

The cooperation between the 'Moscow Hotel' and the Washi-mine group is going smoothly for now, but it's really hard to say how things will develop in the future.

At least Isaac believed that the Japanese yakuza, who upheld 'benevolence and righteousness,' and the ruthless Balalaikas could never get along, and conflict was inevitable.

Then I, as a witness, will need to step in.

Today, Shirasaki Junior High School started, so Isaac naturally had to go to school.

I got up early in the morning, put all my textbooks into my handbag, and then opened the box containing my school uniform.

Ok?

"..."

Isaac's face darkened, and he took out his phone to call George.

"Hello? What's up, boss?"

"You have the nerve to ask me what I want?" Isaac said coldly. "I remember yesterday I asked you to send over a few more sets of school uniforms for changing, right?"

"That's right, didn't I just deliver it?"

"Then you fucking tell me," Isaac said, dumping the clothes from the suitcase onto his bed with a dark expression. "Why are they girls' sailor uniforms?"

"..."

"Say something!"

"It's like this, boss. Yesterday, we, the management staff, had a small meeting because you suspect that there might be an amalgam mole at Shirasaki Junior High School. Therefore, we believe that the boss's identity should be kept completely confidential."

"What does this have to do with you sending over women's clothing?"

“Boss, think about it. If even your gender changes, who would suspect you?” George laughed.

"..."

"Aren't we very thoughtful?"

"Damn it, you bunch of traitors, you just wait."

Isaac immediately hung up the phone, took out the school uniform that had been delivered to him from the closet, and put it on.

"Yes, it fits perfectly."

After changing his clothes, he picked out some grenades and other equipment from the armory and put them in his bag, with a Kahrp 380 pistol tucked into his waistband.

His bag actually contained only two textbooks; the rest was filled with miscellaneous spinning tops, equipment, and a submachine gun, making it look much larger than a typical student's backpack.

This mission is extremely dangerous (just kidding).

With everything prepared, Isaac stepped out the door at the perfect moment.

I'm going out.

"Take care on your journey and get home soon, young master." Roberta saw him off at the door, and only at this moment did she feel like a maid.

After leaving the house, Isaac soon saw Ayana Fujisawa coming out of the Fujisawa house.

He still had the same gloomy expression as when we first met.

Good morning, Fujisawa-kun.

Isaac naturally went up to greet him.

Good morning, see you here.

Ayana Fujisawa said softly.

I don't know how long it's been, but it feels like no one has said the simple greeting "Good morning" to her in ages.

"Let's go to school together. I'd like to familiarize myself with the route to school."

"it is good."

The two walked side by side toward the school.

It's quite close to Shirasaki Junior High School; it's about a 30-minute walk from here.

As we approached the school, the number of students in the surrounding area gradually increased.

Ayana's expression grew increasingly downcast, even bordering on despair. As for Isaac...

He was now cautiously observing his surroundings, his hand resting on the small pistol concealed at his waist, and his mechanical eyes remained activated.

He felt that everyone who passed by him was an 'ammonia alloy'.

"Hey, isn't this Ayana? We meet again."

A voice rang out in front of the two of them.

Ayana shuddered at the sound of the voice, her body trembling uncontrollably.

For reasons unknown, she instinctively moved closer to Isaac, wanting to hide behind him.

"Ok?"

Isaac also noticed the person in front of him, with his dyed yellow hair and frivolous expression.

To be honest, they don't look like agents of a mysterious organization like 'Amalgam' at all, but it's hard to say that they might be in disguise.

Isaac had actually seen his photo during his previous investigation. He was a student named Daisuke Kawamoto, who was considered a delinquent at school, but one of the least prestigious ones.

When the man saw that Ayana didn't reply, he sneered and reached out to grab her.

"Hey! I'm asking you a question..."

Snapped!

His hand was grabbed by Isaac as soon as he reached out.

"you……"

Before he could speak, Isaac tucked his hands behind his back, pressed his head down with his other hand, and kicked him in the back of the knee.

"what!!"

He was immediately captured by Isaac and his head was pressed to the ground.

This action startled not only him, but also Ayana, who was standing nearby.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't move."

Isaac said calmly, and then exerted force on his wrist.

Click!

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!" The intense pain from his broken arm made him scream in agony.

"Don't shout."

Isaac grabbed his head and slammed it hard to the ground, breaking several of his teeth, then reached into his backpack and began rummaging around.

Then he took a scanner and kept scanning him.

Cai Cai: "..."

Isaac: "Hmm, it seems they didn't carry any explosives or guns. Looks like I was overthinking it."

He put away the scanner, walked over to Ayana, and asked, "Is he your classmate?"

"Yes, his name is Daisuke Kawamoto, and he's been bothering me since last semester..."

"I see, is he just an ordinary student?" Isaac secretly noted down the name, intending to investigate it later.

Ignoring Kawamoto Daisuke, who was lying unconscious on the ground with his face covered in blood, the two continued walking towards the school.

Ayana stared at Isaac beside her, slightly lost in thought.

She initially thought his previous statement that she could ask him for help if she had any difficulties was just empty talk, but he unexpectedly helped her solve a problem on her very first day of school.

Isaac then pulled out a cell phone, the very one he had taken from Daisuke Kawamoto's pocket earlier.

He searched through the numbers inside, wondering if the person was deliberately impersonating someone, or if they might be an informant for 'Amalgam,' checking the call logs for any suspicious numbers.

“Aside from his classmates’ and parents’ information, there doesn’t seem to be anything suspicious.” Isaac frowned slightly. “Should we take him to Balalaika for questioning?”

"Um... Satomi-kun?"

"Ok?"

Ayana Fujisawa said in a low voice, "Would it be convenient to add your phone number?"

She had a vague feeling that the classmate in front of her was someone she could trust.

When everyone else was subjecting her to violence and ridicule, this was the only person who would stand up for her.

Perhaps because of that seemingly crazy act, Isaac has already secured an important place in the heart of this bullied girl.

"Oh, of course."

Chapter 631: The Great Disturbance