In the anime, Ai Li's father really doesn't want to be a yellow-haired man

It seems that because his body has become smaller, it has also weakened "Tendo Souji's physical fitness."

Just as he was about to dive through the window, a deafening roar echoed from behind him. The enormous tiger had reached the window. Its body, like a small mountain, slammed into it with such force that the window frame shattered instantly, sending bricks and glass flying everywhere. The tiger's strength was so terrifying that even the concrete floor cracked beneath its feet, and cracks spread like spider webs.

The tiger roared, its massive head poking through the shattered wall. Its crimson eyes scanned the dimly lit shop, its breath emitting a foul, hot air. Its claws clawed at the wall, easily shredding the masonry as it squeezed its entire body into the shop. Shelves, tables, and chairs collapsed under its impact, making a harsh, shattering sound.

Xiao San held his breath and pressed his body tightly against the back of the refrigerator. He could feel the tiger's footsteps getting louder and louder, and each step made the ground shake slightly, as if death was approaching.

From the moment he encountered supernatural powers until now, Xiaosan had never faced such a dangerous moment. The vicious bandits and the tall, ugly giants were certainly terrifying, but back then... Xiaosan's power always crushed them. Now, he was the weaker party.

The tiger searched the shop, its huge claws slapping the ground with dull sounds. Its nose twitched a few times, as if it was sniffing out prey.

Suddenly, the tiger stopped near the refrigerator.

At the end of the street, two men in black suits approached slowly. Their steps were steady and deliberate, as if the chaos and bloodshed around them hadn't affected them in the slightest. One of them was tall, the other a bit stocky.

The tall man narrowed his eyes slightly, surveying the horrific scene before him. Corpses littered the streets, blood staining the ground red. Broken limbs and arms were scattered everywhere, and the air was thick with the smell of blood. His gaze was calm and sharp, analyzing every detail. After a moment, he sighed softly and whispered, "It seems this target is more troublesome than expected."

The short, stocky man nodded, reaching out to touch the dagger at his waist, a sneer curling his lips. "It's a bit tricky indeed. But we're all desperate criminals... The more of these guys are like this, the more fun it is to deal with them, isn't it?"

The tall man didn't respond, but simply raised his hand, motioning for his companion to follow. The two continued walking forward, their steps still leisurely, as if they weren't in some hellish scene, but strolling down an ordinary street.

In the distance, the roar of a tiger echoed again, vibrating the surrounding glass windows. The tall man tilted his head slightly, his gaze locked in the direction of the sound, and whispered, "The target is just ahead, get ready to act."

The short and stocky man grinned and tapped the hilt of his knife with his fingers. "I can't wait any longer."

When they arrived at the scene, the sight before them stopped them in their tracks. The air was thick with the smell of blood, and the ground was littered with broken bricks and scattered debris. However, the most shocking thing was the tiger demon that had been rampaging just a moment ago—its massive body had now collapsed to the ground, motionless, a cold corpse.

The tall man frowned, his gaze quickly sweeping over the Tiger Demon's corpse. The massive body was riddled with dozens of puncture holes, each one precisely piercing a vital point. Blood flowed from the wounds, staining the surrounding ground red. He gently ran his fingers over one of the wounds, feeling the smoothness and sharpness of the edge, and whispered, "These wounds... were inflicted at the same time."

The short and stocky man squatted down and carefully examined the Tiger Demon's body. "Judging from the size and shape of the wound, it looks like it was instantly pierced by some sharp object. But, what kind of force could cause so much precise damage at the same time?"

The tall man didn't answer immediately, but instead looked around... Aside from the Tiger Demon's corpse, there were no other obvious signs of battle. The battle must have been over in an instant.

"It seems that someone is one step ahead of us." He whispered.

The short and stocky man stood up, dusted off his hands, and grinned. "Whoever did it, at least it saved us a lot of trouble. But... to be able to deal with a demon of this level in an instant, the opponent must be very powerful."

The tall man nodded, his gaze still fixed on the disappearing figure, and murmured softly, "Yeah... a guy like that."

The two were silent for a moment, then the tall man withdrew his gaze, turned around and said, "Let's go, the mission is over. Let the logistics staff handle the rest."

The short and stocky man shrugged and followed his companions.

The wind from the rooftop was cool, ruffling Kosan's hair. He leaned over the rusty railing, his eyes scanning the cityscape before him, his eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. He murmured softly, "Is this... Tokyo?"

The Tokyo he remembered was bustling and bustling, with tall buildings, flashing neon lights, and a constant stream of traffic. However, the scene before him was not exactly the same as the Tokyo he had imagined.

"Is it a problem of the times?" Xiao San frowned, his mind filled with questions. He looked down at his hands, which still looked like a child's, tender and weak.

A purple-haired woman wearing a black tights and a mask stood not far away. Her arms were folded across her chest, her gaze piercing a heart. Her figure, illuminated by the setting sun, appeared exceptionally tall and slender, emanating an oppressive aura that could not be ignored.

The purple-haired woman looked at him coldly, her eyes scrutinizing.

"Ms. Scathach, is this an okay title?" Takashi San turned around and looked directly at the purple-haired woman.

The purple-haired woman's brow furrowed slightly, but soon returned to a cold expression. She didn't answer.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Xiao San felt a little uneasy, but he continued, "Thank you very much for saving me just now. If it weren't for you, I might have become food for that tiger, right?"

The purple-haired woman was silent for a moment, then spoke coldly, her voice as chilling as ice: "No need to thank me. You are my Master, and it is my duty to protect you."

"Master?" Xiao San was stunned for a moment, then he repeated in a low voice, "Oh, by the way, I remember that summoned Heroic Spirits seem to be able to directly acquire modern knowledge and understand their own situation."

The purple-haired woman seemed to see his confusion, but she had no intention of explaining. She turned around, her back to Xiao San, and her tone remained cold: "Let's go, it's not safe here. If you still want to live, follow me."

Xiaosan stood there, hesitated for a moment, and finally took a step and followed her.

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the two of them, lengthening their shadows. The little boy seemed a little out of place following behind the purple-haired BBA, who exuded a mature charm.

This is the heroic spirit summoned by the three holy crystals that Xiaosan found at the last moment and "was not prohibited from use by the system."

Heroic Spirit Name: Scathach

Occupation: Lancer

Heroic Spirit Description: Dwelling in the Land of Shadows, a Celtic wonderland, he is believed to be the king of the netherworld, a land that welcomes the dead and the spirits of the dead. Possessing skills capable of entering the divine realm and ancient rune magic, he has slain countless undead, humans, and gods alike. Perhaps as punishment for entering the divine realm in human form, he has been cursed to haunt him for the rest of his life. Known as a god-level deicide, he has trained numerous warriors and magicians, the most renowned of whom is Cú Chulainn.

Heroic Spirit Panel: Strength B, Durability A, Agility A, Magic C, Luck D, Noble Phantasm A+

This is the only information the system has about her.

Kozo has no knowledge of Scathach (his previous life Kozo died before FGO was created). His only knowledge is about Cu Chulainn.

In Fate/n, Cu Chulainn is a hero of Ulster.

However, the Ulster Saga contains numerous descriptions of warriors' frenzied bloodlust, drunken excess, and promiscuity. Although these descriptions have been omitted or simplified in later translations, some of the unavoidable massacres are still mentioned. (During the "Six Circles of Massacre," the enraged Cú Chulainn slaughtered not only countless soldiers but also countless women, children, and horses.) At the age of seven, he killed the ferocious hound of the blacksmith Curran with his bare hands. He then declared that he would protect Curran, who had lost his beloved hound, in his place, earning him the name Cú Chulainn, meaning "Curan's Fierce Dog."

Therefore, Xiao San is very wary of Scathach. The mythological characters and historical figures in the original text are not good people. If they are "secondary creations", then... who knows how the creators changed the character design.

Chapter 91: 090 Chainsaw Man (II): New Mission, Conquering Makima

Mission Objective: Use Zuo Ai's methods to subdue the four great demons (War, Famine, Death, and Domination), transforming them into obedient servants and saving the world...

Mission restrictions: You cannot use Kotoamatsukami on the target...

Mission Reward: Mangekyō Sharingan (Kamui)...

?Failure penalty: The world is destroyed by demons...

Clearly, the system has mastered how to motivate Xiaosan to take action. This is still Xiaosan's reason for "must complete the task" that he cannot refuse. (For everyone's happiness?)

A gentle breeze blew on the street, bringing a hint of coolness. Xiao San turned his head slightly and tried to talk to Scathach, but she kept looking straight ahead with a cold expression, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her.

"The weather is really nice today, Miss Scathach." Takashi said with a smile.

Scathach didn't respond and continued walking in silence, her long purple hair fluttering gently in the wind.

"Uh..." Takashi San was a little embarrassed, "Ms. Scathach, what do you like to do? Do you have any special hobbies?"

Scathach finally stopped and turned around, a hint of impatience in her eyes. "You're too long-winded, childish and immature kid. Be quiet."

Kozo opened his mouth, as if about to say something, but ultimately closed it, lowered his head, and followed her silently. 'As expected, Lancer's personality is completely different from Saber's.'

After walking for a while, Xiao San spoke again: "That..."

Scathach didn't turn around, but asked calmly: "What's the matter?"

Takashi hesitated for a moment, "Ms. Scathach, your clothes... shouldn't you change them?"

Scathach suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at Xiaosan with sharp eyes.

"Being treated as a weirdo by everyone, well... it wouldn't be very convenient for me to move around, right?" Takashi San continued.

Scathach was silent for a moment, "You think my outfit is weird?"

Takashi nodded and said a little awkwardly, "Well... after all, walking down the street dressed like this will definitely attract attention."

While this was just "making small talk," it was also a test, something Takashi San wanted to complain about. In Takashi San's eyes, Scathach's clothes were like lingerie, oozing with lustful allure. If it weren't for her overwhelmingly formidable aura, surely... those older men on the street would have politely asked for the price?

Scathach glanced slightly to the side, her eyes scanning the surroundings. On the street, pedestrians looked at her from time to time, with curiosity, surprise, and even a little confusion... However, Scathach paid no attention to these glances, as if she had long been accustomed to being watched. Her expression remained calm, and her eyes fell back on Xiaosan beside her. "Master, do you have any plans?"

Xiaosan was stunned by her sudden question, and his eyes wandered to the roadside bookstore. Through the glass window, he could see the neatly arranged bookshelves inside.

"A plan?" Xiao San repeated in a low voice, "Let's go in and take a look first."

Scathach followed his gaze, nodded slightly, and said nothing more.

Inside the bookstore, soft light shone on the wooden desks, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of paper and ink. Takashi San stood before the bookshelves, looking up at the books stacked high up, his brows furrowed slightly. Though his body resembled that of a child, his eyes shone with a maturity and focus that belied his age.

He stood on tiptoe, reaching for the thick history book, but the moment his fingertips touched the spine, the book didn't budge. Takashi San pursed his lips, glanced around, and then, without hesitation, climbed the ladder next to the bookshelf. His movements were adorable... His small hands quickly searched the shelves, occasionally pulling out a book or a newspaper, then carefully cradling it in his arms.

Back and forth, books and newspapers soon filled the table. Xiaosan jumped down from the ladder, dusted off his hands, and looked at his work with satisfaction. He sat down on a chair, opened the book, and quickly scanned the pages.

Scathach stood behind him, arms folded across her chest, her gaze fixed indifferently on Takashi. Her expression remained stern, but a subtle hint of interest lingered in her eyes. She stared at the tiny figure before her, clearly a child, yet acting in ways completely inappropriate for her age.

"You work very hard." Scathach said softly.

Without even looking up, Xiao San continued to focus on the book in his hands and replied casually, "Time waits for no one. I must understand the situation in this world as soon as possible."

Scathach didn't say anything more, but just stood quietly behind him, her eyes occasionally sweeping over the books and newspapers on the table. She was not interested in these, after all, her existence had long surpassed these mundane knowledge.

Xiaosan got this information from these books and newspapers:

1. In the earlier period, the history of this world is similar to the history of the original world that Xiao San is familiar with:

2. This world has no records of World War II, nor any records of nuclear weapons;

3. The Gun Demon appeared in 1984, killed 5 million people in 120 minutes, and then disappeared. Countries began to control guns and negative information that could cause panic;

4. It is now October 1994. The Soviet Union survived its collapse because China remained loyal to the bloc and ultimately reconciled with the Soviet Union, tipping the scales of the Cold War. Thanks to the Soviet Union's abundant supply of cheap oil and industrial technology, coupled with the "concentration of resources for major tasks" characteristic of public production, China's economic power surged. The Soviet Union also avoided an economic crisis thanks to trade with China.

5. China remains a country of "publicly owned production relations" (a reflection of the changing victories of the HRT incident). Compared to the impoverished and weak China of the 90s that Xiaosan originally knew, this China has achieved universal high school education, with six million new university students annually. According to EU and US estimates, China's economic output has surpassed that of the Soviet Union (publicly owned countries don't count GDP; instead, they count the amount of material wealth, such as steel, oil, coal, grain, and cotton). The lack of diversity in consumer goods, strict cultural controls (capitalist reactionary cultural and entertainment products can only appear on the underground black market), political and economic corruption, and the sluggishness of state-owned enterprises are among China's current social problems.

6. Currently, the majority of the "Gun Demon" (or "Devil's Meat") is held by the Soviet Union, the United States, and China, consistent with the current balance of national military power. With the support of these powers, many Southeast Asian countries have undergone revolutions, becoming communist regimes. The Cold War between the East and the West continues.

Chapter 92: 091 Chainsaw Man (Part ): He is also a freeloader of Scathach

The table was littered with scattered newspapers. Shota's small hands quickly flipped through the pages, his gaze eagerly scanning each line, trying to find the information he sought. However, as he turned each page, his brow furrowed further and further, and the anticipation in his eyes gradually gave way to disappointment. "No..." he murmured softly.

The contents of the newspapers are mostly unimportant news or reports about urban reconstruction... There are reports about demons, but they are very rare.

Kozo put down the newspaper, resting his chin on his hand, lost in thought. His gaze wandered to the table, but his thoughts had already drifted far. 'What exactly is this "Chainsaw Man" in this dungeon world? The protagonist? Or the villain? The power of the Gun Demon is so strong, so there must be even more powerful "monsters" above this. Can Scathach handle it? And... will this Servant (Scathach) obey my orders? She doesn't look as easy to get along with as Altria, does she?'

On his first day in this world, Kozo was somewhat bewildered. Because... he arrived in this dungeon completely unprepared. He had been leading a peaceful and comfortable life in "Attack on Titan: The Dungeon World," taking every step carefully. Then, something unexpected happened, upending his plans and nearly plunging him to death.

Although Takashi San made what he thought was the most important choice at the moment (collecting intelligence), he still did not have much confidence in conquering this world.

During his time at Advanced Training High School, Takashi San had also absorbed a fair amount of fantasy, science fiction, and anime-themed works... Combined with his past life's knowledge, he was able to understand things like "mechanics" and "numbers." His middle-aged, steady nature also made him cautious and prudent (Yan Ge Lao: Slow down and things will turn out well/confused).

"What should I do next?" Takashi muttered to himself. His fingers drummed unconsciously on the table. He stared out the window at the bustling streets.

Suddenly, Scathach's cold voice came from behind: "Let's go find a place to live first."

He turned around and saw Scathach's elegant figure... The tight-fitting suit outlined her slender figure. Although the mask covered the lower half of her face, her beautiful outline could still be seen from her high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. Her purple hair had a faint red sheen in the afterglow of the setting sun.

Scathach's red eyes drooped slightly as she looked down at Takashi. "Is there a problem?" Her voice remained calm, without a trace of emotion. "I'm just reminding you that the streets at night are not safe... If you don't want to become prey to demons, you'd better find a place to stay as soon as possible."

"No, no problem." Xiao San nodded, "Miss Scathach is right, we do need to find a safe place first, and then formulate a countermeasure."

Scathach didn't respond, but just nodded slightly.

Just then, the bookstore owner, a gray-haired, wrinkled old man, came over with a cane. His brow furrowed, and his tone was filled with obvious dissatisfaction: "Hey, you little brat! You've made such a mess here! How can customers buy anything?"

Xiao San quickly stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and his face was full of apology: "Sorry, sorry, I will buy it."

However, the boss clearly didn't take Takashi's words seriously. He glanced at Takashi, then turned to look at Scathach standing nearby, his tone accusing: "Also, you two are together, right? How can you, an adult, look at a child? Really, dressed like this... I really don't understand what's going on in the minds of you young people."

Scathach remained expressionless, her red pupils staring coldly at the boss, unconcerned with his words. Her silence made the boss feel an inexplicable sense of oppression, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck, but he still muttered: "What a weirdo..."

When Xiao San heard the boss's rebuke, he subconsciously touched his pocket, wanting to take out money to compensate. However... when he touched his empty pocket, his face turned pale. He then remembered that the currency he originally owned was also prohibited from use in the system of this world. "Oh no..."

Scathach suddenly moved. She casually pulled out three thick stacks of Japanese yen (about a million yen) from her pocket and threw them on the table. "That's enough, right?"

Old Deng was stunned. He looked down at the three stacks of bills, then up at Scathach. The anger on his face instantly vanished. Then... a Japanese-style face change! His eyes widened, the corners of his mouth lifted unconsciously, and Old Deng revealed a beaming expression: "Enough, enough! Look around, look around! Take whatever you need, don't hesitate!"

Scathach, however, acted as if nothing had happened, turned and walked towards the door, waiting for Takashi San to come over.

As the old man counted the money, he smiled and said to Takashi, "Oh, little boy, your sister (escaped death/bushi) is really generous! Take your time to look around, and if you need anything, just call me!"

"...Okay." Xiao San smiled awkwardly. He quietly walked to Scathach and whispered, "Miss Scathach, thank you...I will find a way to pay you back for the money."

Scathach didn't even raise her head and replied calmly: "No need. You are my Master, don't worry about such a small matter."

Xiao San was stunned for a moment, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He looked at Scathach's cold profile and suddenly thought...'This Servant's character shouldn't be bad, right?'

Leaving the bookstore, Takashi followed Scathach down the bustling street. The light from the street lamps shone on the two of them, and Takashi's mind kept replaying the scene in the bookstore...especially the moment when Scathach casually threw out three stacks of Japanese yen.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask: "By the way, Miss Scathach, may I ask a question?"

Scathach's pace remained steady, and she responded calmly without even turning her head: "Ask."

Takashi San swallowed and asked cautiously, "Where did Miss Scathach's money come from?"

Scathach didn't answer immediately, but simply tilted her head slightly and glanced at a bank on the side of the road. Several uniformed security guards stood at the door, looking very cautious. Her gaze lingered on the bank for a moment, then returned to the front and said calmly, "Don't worry about that. Anyway, you don't need to worry about the money."

Following her gaze towards the bank, Xiaosan suddenly understood something. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the image of Scathach easily sneaking into the bank and taking out a large amount of money appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but shudder and muttered softly, "Could it be... robbed?"

As if she heard his whisper, Scathach's red pupils narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in her tone: "Why, do you think it's inappropriate?"

Xiao San quickly waved his hands and laughed dryly: "No, no, no, I'm just... a little surprised. Miss Scathach is really amazing!"

Scathach didn't say anything else, but just continued walking forward.

Pedestrians on the street came and went, and occasionally someone cast a curious look at them, but quickly looked away. Xiao San looked down at his clothes, then looked at Scathach's eye-catching tights and veil, and couldn't help muttering quietly: "Sure enough, Miss Scathach's dress is indeed a bit conspicuous. If she could change it..."