Shinji Ikari, the pilot of Unit-01 during the Spirit Awakening Era

"Here you go!" A sake bottle flew over, and Yusuke Urameshi caught it. Then Shinji Ikari walked in. "I heard your mother was a little worried, so I've applied for a non-staff position in the NERV Engineering Department for you. You don't need to come normally, but you must come if you receive a summons. You'll receive a stipend of 20 yen per month."

"Wow~" Yusuke Urameshi's lips curled up. Wasn't this a timely rain? He was having a headache, wondering how to explain his current responsibilities to a mother who had just found her son. But now that he had NERV as a shield, he naturally had a good excuse when he went out. "Shinji, thank you so much."

"This is your uniform." Shinji Ikari placed a standard NERV uniform on the bed. "You probably won't wear it much anyway, it's just something to appease your mom, so I just gave you one. This is your identification card." Shinji Ikari placed a card on the bed. "If you need support or to report to your mother, this is the business card of Misato Katsuragi, the NERV Operations Commander. Remember to return the favor."

"Understood! Sergeant!" Yusuke Urameshi sat up straight on the bed, saluted Shinji Ikari, his voice loud and spirited! Then all three of them laughed.

"Speaking of which, you just got all these things by making a request? Didn't I have to go through any procedures? The procedures for the Onmyōryō we learned back then were not simple, and we even had to go through training." Urameshi Yusuke picked up Katsuragi Misato's business card and examined it. "This is the lady in the red dress from that day, right? She's already a colonel at such a young age."

“Yes, but that’s not important,” Shinji Ikari said with a smile. “She’s a really nice person, a very likable older sister with a carefree personality.”

"What about that woman doesn't matter. Who is the person in this photo?" Peony pointed to the young man in the photo with his bangs slicked back and the sides slightly curled. He didn't look like Yusuke Urameshi with his slicked-back hair at all.

"Oh, this is a computer-generated photo, don't worry about it. How are you feeling, Yusuke? Are there any aftereffects?" Shinji Ikari asked cautiously. Although she had promised Shinji Ikari that she wouldn't keep Yusuke's data, she hadn't said she wouldn't check him out. So Ritsuko Akagi was very certain that, by ordinary standards, Yusuke was healthy and strong.

"Absolutely no problem, I even feel like my spiritual energy is flowing." Yusuke Urameshi raised his arm, flexed his muscles, and made a very healthy gesture. "If there's nothing else, I can go back this afternoon."

"Go back?" Shinji Ikari laughed. "There's one last gift, a return gift for you. Don't you want it?"

"A gift? Of course I want it!" Yusuke Urameshi jumped out of bed and quickly started changing his clothes.

"Come on! Botan, follow me!" Shinji Ikari tossed his head, signaling the somewhat bewildered Botan to keep up.

"Are they all monsters?" Asuka watched the two leave, chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened, from a distance, clearly feeling resentful. Before, at NERV's European branch, there was a certain charm in the distance, but now that everyone was together, every test was a direct comparison, and Asuka really felt her self-esteem was being constantly battered. If it weren't for the fact that she still had a certain advantage in her studies... Ah! Speaking of school, she remembered that annoying woman who was so protective of her own.

"Reimi is actually very easy to get along with." Rei Ayanami glanced at Asuka in front of her expressionlessly. This person was a typical example of someone who was making herself uncomfortable. Then she turned around, picked up her small backpack, and took out a set of motorcycle keys. Yes, Rei Ayanami also had her own motorcycle. Shinji Ikari picked out a scooter for her, which was enough for commuting.

"That's because you... left so early?" Asuka looked at Rei Ayanami packing up to go home and was somewhat speechless.

"Well, since there's nothing else, I'm heading back early." Rei Ayanami nodded. "I'll take my leave now."

"Take care." Asuka sighed. As a new EVA pilot, her work wasn't over yet. Many debugging projects for Unit 2 required her participation, so she would have to go back later. However, she felt that the empty room would be quite... boring to go back to.

"Uncover it." When Shinji Ikari learned that Yusuke Urameshi had come back to life, he ordered a new motorcycle from Ryuji Danma as a gift.

"Then I won't be polite!" Yusuke Urameshi ripped off the dust cover and stared at the motorcycle in front of him in amazement. His eyes were practically glued to the spot. Even though he had been staring blankly ever since he entered the motorcycle shop, Shinji Ikari's gift was a motorcycle? This made him feel like his blood was about to boil!

"This is the motorcycle we prepared for you." Shinji Ikari walked over, ripped off the cover, and revealed a motorcycle painted with matte black paint. Its streamlined body instantly caught Yusuke Urameshi's eye. "Because I didn't know your motorcycle skills, I didn't give you a super heavy high-speed motorcycle right away. This Gixxer 250, a 250cc motorcycle, should be sufficient for you to practice on."

"This is... for me?!" Yusuke Urameshi looked at Shinji Ikari with shining eyes. Although his family was not exactly destitute, they were still a typical poor family. Even if Yusuke Urameshi went to work, he wouldn't spend extra money on luxury items like motorcycles. Moreover, he was very filial. Even though he was already a top-tier fighter, he still went back to open a ramen shop.

"Of course, you can ride back today. We've already registered you." Shinji Ikari said with a smile. After all, NERV's intelligence department is quite capable, and helping to prepare some application reports is not a problem.

"This is amazing!" Yusuke Urameshi stroked the light and streamlined body of his own motorcycle, his eyes filled with fascination.

"So, can you ride it?" Danma Ryuji looked at Urameshi Yusuke, his actions suggesting he was someone who really loved motorcycles. For the motorcycle shop owner, this was definitely something to be happy about, since he was also a motorcycle enthusiast, and having a motorcycle in the right hands was something to be happy about.

"Yes! Of course I can, but I've always ridden other people's bikes before." Yusuke Urameshi smiled somewhat awkwardly.

"Okay, Shinji said I should teach you about this car, and then you can test drive it! Although it's not like Shinji's Hayabusa, you still need to take good care of it."

"Okay! I will definitely take good care of it!"

Chapter 197 Negotiation

"To be honest... I'm really surprised that you guys came to me!" A man with long hair and a scar above his right eye leaned back in his chair, looking at the group of people in front of him. Yes, they were the few demons who had smuggled themselves in and were already being watched by the Countermeasures Bureau and the Metropolitan Police Department's Special Affairs Division.

The day after Yusuke Urameshi left Tokyo-3

"You know us, Mr. Sakyo?" The four-eyed demon, who was created to be called Usaki, looked at Sakyo with a mocking gaze. How could a human have such a strange idea, to open the gate to the demon world?! But that doesn't matter. With such thoughts, he can be used by them.

They've been wandering around the human world for the past few days, and it's unclear whether it's because the two super robots humans have recently unleashed are too powerful, their battles against giant structures are terrifying, or perhaps the mountain god festival from some time ago still has a lingering deterrent effect.

In short, this group contacted quite a few people. A few might have some interest in them personally, but as soon as they heard they wanted to do something big, they flatly refused. Almost a week passed, and they had gained almost nothing. Oh, not quite. They did learn of one person who seemed very interested in the Demon Realm.

“I know, those demons who’ve been running around Japan lately, getting turned away by a bunch of people. They seem to be from the demon realm. It’s really interesting. Others are as discreet as possible, but you guys are acting so high-profile without a care in the world. You know, I even suspect you’re being used as bait.” Zuo Jing stubbed out his cigarette on the table. “You’ve been being watched too closely lately. Now’s not the time to talk. This is my private contact information. We’ll talk later.”

"We're being watched?" One of the demons standing beside Yuzaki was extremely shocked. How could this be? Although they had forcibly reduced their strength through some means, their senses and some experience were still there. How could they be being followed without knowing it?

"That's because you know too little about the human world. You know, it's not the world you're familiar with anymore!" Zuo Jing sighed, reached for a remote control, pressed a button, and an image was projected onto the lowered screen. It showed footage from secret surveillance equipment secretly installed by Zuo Jing's men, including several cars belonging to the Special Affairs Section parked on the roadside. "So you believed it?"

"That's impossible! We are..." The demon was still stubbornly refusing to admit it.

"Shut up, the facts are the facts!" But Yuzaki shouted from the side, then apologized to Sakyo, "Sorry, it seems we've caused you trouble, but if you don't mind losing something, I can help you clear your name."

“You might feel a little pain.” Zuo Jing nodded. This female demon was quite capable. After confirming that he was being monitored, and since Zuo Jing was also interested in talking to her, she made a decision almost immediately and even planned to protect him.

"It's alright, we're all seasoned warriors, injuries are practically a daily occurrence for us." Yuzaki nodded. "Please have your servants come out, we won't tell anyone." After entering, Yuzaki and his companions sensed a powerful demon here, whose fighting strength was comparable to most of the demons they had met that day, and it was clear that the demon was suppressing its own power.

"Clap...clap..." Zuo Jing clapped his hands without saying much. A tall, thin man in sunglasses walked over. Strangely, a small, thin person was squatting on his shoulder. He then picked up a lighter from the table. "Toguro, could you do me a favor?"

"Oh!" Almost as if teleporting, Toguro's body suddenly appeared among the demons a few meters away, and he threw a punch. Yuzaki was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat. The demon power that the opponent was emitting was not Thousand Mountains, but what was going on with this speed?! Then, in the next instant, Yuzaki felt a pain in his body, and then he felt like he was flying through the clouds.

"...Isn't this a bit too obvious? And is it really necessary to damage all my windows?" Zuo Jing took a sip of coffee and glanced at the big guy next to him. "Let's avoid this for a bit. That guy from the Special Affairs Section will definitely come looking for trouble."

"Alright, I'll head straight to Suigane Kenzo's place. He's been urging me quite a bit." Toguro-nii nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave. His relationship with Sakyō wasn't yet at a point where it could be exposed, so after defeating the guys in front of him, he didn't pursue them. He simply let many people know that there might be a hidden master among Sakyō's men.

"What a bunch of troublemakers. Heh, these idiots from the Demon Realm actually want to use me." Zuo Jing lit a cigarette, his eyes filled with mockery. Admittedly, he had said he would open the gates of the Demon Realm, but that didn't mean he wanted to be their lackey. Although these guys in front of him hadn't said much, Zuo Jing was already quite certain that they had powerful backers and an organized group, and that their plans were already underway.

"Perfect timing... The Dark Tournament is still missing its grand finale, though it seems a bit weak. No, they came weakened, so I can find a way to help them regain their power. Those idiots will definitely cooperate." Zuo Jing's lips curled up. He picked up his phone and sent a message to his subordinate who was replacing the glass window. He also sent a message to the yokai he thought could solve the problem—the owner of the Living Demon Field, the Mad En Honganji Temple.

Meanwhile, the demons who had been knocked away immediately noticed something they hadn't seen before: several police cars were rushing towards them. Clearly, the Special Affairs Section had decided to drop the pretense and simply kill these foreign demons. Of course, if they could capture them alive, the Special Affairs Section would definitely hand them over to the Countermeasures Bureau so they could quickly find out how they had sneaked into the human world by crossing the barrier of the spirit world!

"Run!" Yuzaki shouted, "Don't get caught!" He turned and, ignoring his companions, rushed towards a nearby location, determined to escape as quickly as possible. Over the past few days, he had learned that there were indeed powerful beings in the human world capable of dealing with them. In fact, for some reason, there were now incredibly strong individuals among them. While they didn't seem to possess the same fighting prowess as Sensui, they still posed a significant threat!

However, they firmly believed that as soon as Lord Huangquan's army entered the human realm, heroes from all walks of life in the demon realm would rise up in response, and the entire demon realm would gather under Lord Huangquan's banner. Then, Lord Huangquan would become the de facto king of the demon realm, leading them into the human realm. And after conquering the human realm, they would take the step that the entire demon realm had always dreamed of! They would launch an attack on the spirit realm!

As the vanguard, they naturally couldn't let these damned humans catch them over such a trivial matter. One sentence that Zuo Jing had just told them caught Yuzaki's attention: they were being watched, and the other party was watching them contact people everywhere. This made Yuzaki very angry!

She wondered what was going on. Why were these greedy scumbags refusing to eat the bait, and acting like saints, all compassionate and merciful? Turns out they were afraid to communicate with them because someone was watching them? But they didn't even bother to warn them, it was like they were laughing at them! These guys deserved to die! Once she regained her strength, the first thing she'd do was crush these bastards.

Although she was ruthless in her heart, the most important thing for Yuzaki right now was to escape from the Special Affairs Section's pursuit as soon as possible. She quickly moved through the streets and alleys, and then, taking advantage of a blind spot, she did a somersault and jumped into a house on the side of the road. The moment she jumped in, she grabbed a coat from the balcony, put it on, and then grabbed some clothes that were not yet drying from the washing machine next to her, pretending to start drying them.

The officers from the special affairs unit below were not local beat cops, and they did not notice that this woman, who looked unremarkable and was just an ordinary woman doing housework, was not particularly special. After circling the area a few times, the police car assumed that she had been shaken off and drove away.

"What a boring idea." Yuzaki, who was hanging clothes to dry, didn't believe it at all. Sure enough, when she turned around and went back into her room, she noticed out of the corner of her eye that a police car with its lights and sirens off was slowly driving past her building.

"Let's gather these idiots again tonight. Hopefully, they won't make any mistakes." Yuzaki didn't doubt the loyalty of these demons. As the vanguard, they were personally selected by Lord Yomi, so there was no need to doubt their loyalty. However, there were a few arrogant and fierce ones among them who always thought that humans were inferior beings, weak and cowardly.

Without a doubt, this is what most demons in the Demon Realm see when they see humans. Someone like Sensui Ninja, who can enter the Demon Realm and cause a huge disturbance, is extremely rare.

Thinking of this, Yuzaki suddenly remembered what Huang Quan had once said: "When you go to the human world, you must be careful not to expose yourselves. You must live like humans normally, and you must not expose your power unless absolutely necessary."

"Living like a human?" Yuzaki looked around the room. It seemed to be a woman's room. Should he try it out as Lady Yomi had instructed?

Chapter 198 Torture

"This is getting more and more complicated! The Demon World? What kind of crazy shonen manga setting is this..." Yakushiji Ryoko covered her face, looking extremely troubled. However, behind her, Izumida Junichiro scratched his face. He knew very well that his girlfriend wasn't troubled at all, but rather excited, extremely excited.

"Yes, the situation looks like it's gotten really bad. The biggest problem now is, how many groups of men do they still have?" A middle-aged man with a scar on his left eye smoked a cigarette, watching his subordinates "happily" using a large car wrench to loosen the demon's bones. After eighty-one wrenches, the flesh and bones were turned to mush.

“They’re all tough nuts to crack. We’ve been searching all afternoon and only managed to catch three. None of them are willing to talk. How long until the Onmyodo and the sorcerers arrive?” Yakushiji Ryoko looked at the middle-aged man in front of her who called himself “Rin.” He was quite handsome, but the scar on his face didn’t detract from his appearance; instead, it gave him a fierce aura.

"How many groups? You're kidding me. How many groups could they possibly have? The barrier of the spirit world isn't so easy to cross. I bet there are at least thirty of them trying to smuggle themselves in this wave. Your drone captured nine people, but if you include a few supporters, it's probably only a dozen or so at most." Ling said with a sneer. "There are ten minutes left. I'm going to stretch my legs a bit to weaken his willpower, which will make things easier for the Onmyoji and the sorcerers later."

"Thank you for your hard work!" Yakushiji Ryoko waved and turned to leave. To guard against the curse, the agents of the Countermeasures Bureau did not have real names and all referred to themselves by code names. Unless it was a relatively powerful warrior like Isayama Yomi, they would only use code names to refer to each other.

Two Special Affairs officers holding assault rifles immediately stood at attention. For these troublesome officers from various departments, Yakushiji Ryoko was practically their ideal boss, as she herself, as the Metropolitan Police Department's "Exorcist Queen," was the most troublesome of all.

Ryoko Yakushiji personally drove, commanding her subordinates in armored vehicles, bombarding a fleeing dog demon with M242 25mm Viper cannons as it skimmed the edge of New Tokyo. This scene has become the latest symbol of the Metropolitan Police Department's "glorious military prowess." In particular, the scene where two large trucks rushed out from the left and right, directly colliding with the dog demon and turning it into mincemeat in a sandwich, made the entire Metropolitan Police Department look down on them with disdain.

Therefore, Yakushiji Ryoko naturally earned the respect and admiration of her subordinates. When it comes to causing trouble, our section chief is definitely the one who knows how to handle it. Not to mention, Yakushiji Ryoko, who is not short of money, has ample funds for armed forces. The Special Affairs Section is currently a combat unit armed with special funds from the Metropolitan Police Department…

Look at the guns these police officers are carrying. Recently, they've basically stopped using magazines. A 30-round magazine can't kill even a slightly strong monster. They're all using 60-round drum magazines. The 7.62mm light machine gun with 100-round magazines has been approved. The 12.7mm heavy machine gun is still pending, but given the increasingly complicated situation, it's only a matter of time before the bureaucrats agree.

"Junioro, contact Special Vehicle Division 1 and Special Vehicle Division 2 and get ready. This matter might not be small." Yakushiji Ryoko returned to her room, watching her team members maintain their weapons and drink beverages. She nodded in satisfaction. They needed to take advantage of the lull in the fighting to rest, especially since they had caught something big this time.

"Section Chief, are the demons we caught really monsters and not just monsters?" Xia Shixian asked, leaning closer. The demons they caught looked similar to humans, but their true forms were all sorts of strange shapes.

"Boss!" A police officer handed a piece of paper to Yakushiji Ryoko. "A superintendent of police just delivered this."

“Oh…” Yakushiji Ryoko frowned after glancing at the intelligence report. “Those guys from the Rikuji always like to create trouble when there’s trouble. It’s just adding another target to watch. But the higher-ups really know how to use people!” Yakushiji Ryoko tapped her finger on the table and took a couple of steps forward.

"Boss!" A few unlucky guys, not wearing armor and with bandages all over their bodies, leaned against the wall, looking at Yakushiji Ryoko with a frosty expression, and gave a bitter smile. Who wants to lose face in front of their boss, especially when their boss is a super beautiful woman?

"Is it good?" Yakushiji leaned closer and began poking the wounded man's wound with his fingers without any politeness or concern, even drilling into it forcefully, with a wicked smile on his face.

"It's so satisfying!" A ferocious smile appeared on the subordinate's face. He understood what Yakushiji Ryoko meant. They blocked the enemy, who took the mixed fire of shotgun shells and slugs and charged forward. After the front-line members ran out of large-caliber pistols, they swung their arms, brandished their batons, and raised their shields to meet the attack. "Damn you demons, we're going to beat you bunch of devil bastards!"

Then, predictably, they were beaten to a pulp by the demons, who possessed superior fighting skills and strength. If it weren't for the constant cover fire from their comrades behind them using shotguns, these four or five guys probably wouldn't have made it back. Finally, one of the demon bastards, leaping into the air, was hit at close range by an M72A6 rocket launcher, blasting him away. After landing, he was hit by at least two 7.62mm armor-piercing rounds and dragged back unconscious.

"Hmph! Go get a few sets of blast protection gear for you guys to try out. You're so fearless." Yakushiji Ryoko glared at her subordinates. Although they were just ordinary people, their bravery had already caught the attention of the Countermeasures Bureau. They had managed to drag two demons back, half-dead, by their own efforts.

"Boss, we need sharpened machetes, the kind the Countermeasures Bureau issues. They're better than batons if you stick them behind your shields." Another wounded soldier said with a laugh. They were proud; all the injured were unlucky guys in their shield-bearing group, while none of their comrades behind them were hurt.

“Yes, I will ask the Onmyōryō (Bureau of Yin and Yang) to help carve some things, which will be more useful than your current equipment.” Yakushiji Ryoko nodded. Because of their achievements, the Japanese government has begun to readily increase the funding for the Metropolitan Police Department. If they don’t help them use more of the money, are they going to let these bureaucrats embezzle it?

"Boss, it seems like they've got the results. That old bastard is a real ruthless guy." A special affairs officer knocked on the door and stood in front of it. "He actually roasted that demon's flesh and ate a few bites."

"...Is there anyone in the Countermeasures Bureau who isn't ruthless?" Yakushiji Ryoko's lips twitched, and she felt her stomach churn, but on the surface she still put on a calm and collected expression.

"You devil!" The demon inside finally spoke, its weak tone tinged with ferocity. It stared at the middle-aged man in front of it, who was enjoying slices of meat grilling on a small charcoal stove. The man was even instructing his subordinates on how to use his regenerative abilities to slowly slice the meat and where to pick the slices for the best taste. This demon, who considered himself a predator, finally understood what panic was.

"Come back in a little while, I won't make you feel so uncomfortable." Without looking up, Ling took a sip of beer, picked her teeth, and sprinkled some coarse sea salt on it as if she were grilling Wagyu beef. Then she flipped it over so that the slightly bloody side could receive the heat of the charcoal fire.

"Ugh..." Yakushiji Ryoko was now deeply grateful to herself for not eating so much earlier. Although she had seen plenty of bloody and mangled scenes, this was the first time she had ever seen something like this, where food was being eaten on the spot. Yakushiji Ryoko had overestimated her tolerance and couldn't help but vomit.

"Hahaha... Woman! Sooner or later my companions will find you, tear you to pieces, and then bite you into pieces..." The demon laughed loudly, and then the voice from the side made him suddenly feel a bone-chilling cold.

"Chest meat, a little more, and if you can, some belly meat too," Rin said with a sneer. Yakushiji Ryoko was a bold girl. After vomiting, she wiped her mouth and was able to stand up straight and look at the demon, although she avoided looking in her direction.

"Yes, Father!" A swordsman beside him drew his long sword without any hesitation. With a flash of light, he turned the blade and caught the slice of meat. He then gently placed it on the plate in the hand of another colleague. Several thin slices, as thin as cicada wings, were placed there. When Ling picked them up, the meat slices were translucent.

"It's too bland... marinate it a bit." The old man lightly seared the meat over the charcoal fire, dipped it in the seasoning, and put it in his mouth. He frowned and continued, "And loosen the meat a bit while you're at it; it's too taut."

"Yes, sir." A specialist from the countermeasures bureau grabbed a bucket of scalding salt water and poured it over the demon's head. The demon screamed in agony, then was doused with ice water to refresh itself. Next, the specialist pulled out a whip from his waist and prepared to give the demon a "massage."

“Whips won’t do. Go get a hammer from the toolbox, and a few batons too.” Throwing away the tissue she had used to wipe her mouth, Yakushiji Ryoko, now fully recharged, glared at the demon who had dared to mock her just moments before. “Let our young men get some exercise and familiarize themselves with the place.”

"Okay." Ling nodded, and the specialist from the Countermeasures Bureau stepped back to the side with a disappointed look.

"There are still two more here, what's the rush?" Yakushiji Ryoko snapped her fingers, and two burly police officers drew batons from their waists. "Old man, can you point me to a spot?"

"Chicken and ribs." Ling stuffed the last piece of meat into her mouth, finished her beer, let out a slight burp, thought for a moment, and said seriously.

"Did you hear me ordering? Put some effort into it, don't work up a sweat." Ryoko Yakushiji set a target for her soldiers: they had to be serious about cooking, and they should at least break a sweat.

"...Enough! What do you want to know!" The demon gasped for breath; he couldn't take it anymore, he was going to die anyway.

"I'm not full yet," Rin and Yakushiji Ryoko exchanged a glance and said quietly.

"Let's work up a sweat first. You guys eat too much, so let's get some exercise."

"Are you demons?!"

Chapter 199 Paid Shopping Trip~

"The Demon Realm?" Shinji Ikari's lips twitched. Although he knew that Yusuke Urameshi's return meant a series of possible crises, he was still very surprised that they had appeared so quickly. He learned about it from Izumo no Okuni of the Onmyōryō.

Izumo no Okuni finished speaking quickly and angrily over the phone before hanging up. Clearly, the Onmyōryō (the Bureau of Yin and Yang) was somewhat displeased that the Countermeasures Bureau and the Special Affairs Section had suddenly cooperated to monopolize the mission, and had actually managed to catch a few unlucky individuals. After all, dealing with these kinds of people usually involved them competing with sorcerers for similar tasks; why were there suddenly two more troublemakers?

After all, when the Onmyoji and the sorcerer arrived, there were only two of the three demons left—no, only two. They were completely submissive and saying whatever came to mind. It was unclear what had happened, but the other body had already been bagged and sent for cremation. They had no idea what had happened, but it was clear that the demons' minds had been shattered.

"So now your business has expanded to other worlds?" Detective Conan stood in front of Shinji Ikari with his arms crossed, looking at Shinji with a sidelong glance. "I never thought that something that often happens in manga would actually happen in the real world."

"Yes, this is nothing to be happy about. Japan is like a sieve, all sorts of monsters and demons are coming out." Shinji Ikari sighed. Life is tough. Looking back, he saw Mei Isayama and Maya Ibuki laughing and talking to the Detective Boys. They were obviously trying to coax and trick the kids into going for a casual stroll and then taking them to McDonald's in downtown Tokyo-3.

What? You're asking why McDonald's? In Tokyo-3, who eats KFC or Burger King? It's beneath them! Do they think the Demon King isn't being hospitable enough to his guests?! So McDonald's is the only place for the elite! Recently, business has been so good that Sadao Maou has already started submitting a report to expand the store.

A bunch of kids were jumping around excitedly. It turns out, if you use the right method, they're incredibly easy to fool! Watch EVA? No way! I'll just take them on a ride on the train from when we were evacuating, and a couple of other things—I can easily fool them. Of course, there's Ran Mouri with a wry smile on her face, and Sonoko Suzuki, still incredibly excited.

"Hey! Shinji! What are you talking to this brat about?" Sonoko Suzuki patted Shinji on the shoulder. After their life-and-death experience together, Sonoko Suzuki and Shinji were now very good friends.

"We were talking about what's been happening lately. Oh, by the way, this is a gift for you. I heard your birthday is coming up soon. I've been so busy lately that I probably won't have time to celebrate with you. Consider this an early gift. It's a nice little thing I got from Aso Yuu."

"A camera?" Conan saw what was in front of him and his eyes flickered. He recognized it. He and Professor Agasa had seriously investigated the so-called Otherworld, so he naturally knew that the so-called psionic camera was a classic piece of equipment in the exorcism industry.

“Yes, batteries. Use them sparingly. You can take them out and put them in this box. It should be enough for about 100 episodes.” Shinji Ikari handed a box containing spirit batteries to Sonoko Suzuki.

"Oh! This is wonderful!" Sonoko Suzuki immediately beamed with joy. She hadn't expected Shinji Ikari to give her such a gift. It was exactly what she wanted. She would have something to brag about when she met with other young ladies. "Number 3121, wow, that's pretty high up."

"This was hand-rolled by Aso Yuu! I gave you two rolls of unmodified film. If you need more, or if you want a different type of film, just ask him." Shinji Ikari didn't even go there; he had Aso Yuu send it directly. Aso Yuu had apparently prepared a separate gift for Sonoko Suzuki.

"That sounds great!" Sonoko Suzuki didn't load the film, but she put the battery and the spirit battery in separately. Then she held up the camera and looked around. Obviously, what she saw from this special perspective was very interesting.

However, just as Sonoko Suzuki was about to bring the camera to Conan, Shinji Ikari stopped her, saying, "Don't point it at kids. This thing has a certain impact on the soul. Adults might be able to handle it, but kids really can't."

"Oh! I remember now!" Sonoko Suzuki obediently put down the camera, completely unaware that Shinji Ikari didn't want the camera to break down quickly. "But can this be shot with regular film?"

"Little kid~ you're here to play again!" Ritsuko Akagi walked by as if she were just passing by, completely unaware that she hadn't received Shinji Ikari's text message. However, when she saw Conan, she seemed very happy and walked over to pat Conan's forehead.

"Beautiful older sister!" Conan's emotional intelligence seemed to suddenly increase under stress! He greeted Ritsuko Akagi in front of him as if he were very happy.

"Eh~" Ritsuko Akagi laughed very happily, but in Conan's eyes, it was just a predator's smile towards its prey... Although he didn't remember, for some reason, Conan's calves were twitching slightly. Fortunately, Ritsuko Akagi simply picked him up. "Come on, let's go play chess!"

"Okay!" Conan nodded. If he still had any desire to regain his age, he would be at the mercy of others right now, with no choice at all. What made Conan feel somewhat more at ease was that Ritsuko Akagi had already isolated the special substance in his body that was causing his physical degeneration. Now, he just needed to understand the principle and needed more samples.

"Conan... is there a problem?" Sonoko Suzuki looked at Shinji Ikari, smacked her lips, and instinctively realized that something was wrong.