Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

Because these street children would affect the appearance and cleanliness of the city and would have a certain impact on the national interests at that time, the orphans were ordered to be cleared out.

Anyway, they are just some illegal households that are not even counted in the registered population, so it won’t cause any impact even if they are cleared out.

So Arisuin Nagi saw hell that day.

When he returned home in the evening with the money he had earned and the meat he had just bought, he saw the bodies of his younger brother and sister.

Blood was all over the ground, completely staining the old floor red, and his brother and sister's pupils had completely lost focus.

This was done by the gangster who hired him.

In the words of the little leader at the time, because his sword-cutting ability was still of some use, he was deliberately spared during the cleanup operation.

In a trance, Arisuin Nagi completely went berserk.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the gang's base. He had been there countless times and could reach there instantly through his special abilities.

When he came to his senses, his entire body was completely covered in blood, and there were broken limbs all around him.

Nearly a hundred gang members were slaughtered by him, a child less than six years old.

They killed them all, leaving no one behind.

"Don't come over..."

The remaining brothers and sisters who had not been dealt with looked at his appearance with fear on their faces, screaming shrilly and shouting at them to leave.

But Arisuin Nagi understood it very well at that time.

We can't blame his younger brothers and sisters. Even adults would be terrified if they saw this scene.

My younger brothers and sisters are still so young, they are afraid of blood and broken limbs. Isn't this natural?

Then...

"You killed all my prey?"

"But you seem very interesting. Do you want to come with me?"

One of the twelve apostles of the rebellion, the one-armed swordsman Wallenstein, came before him and extended an invitation.

This can only be considered a coincidence.

Because this guy is also here to clean up this gang.

That’s right, not only orphans, but also those low-level gangsters are the dregs of society in the eyes of the upper class.

But that's how Wallenstein discovered a diamond in the rough.

A piece of unpolished jade can blossom with brilliance if it is carefully carved.

"One hundred million and the mayor's head."

In the snowy winter, Arisuin Nagi put forward her conditions with lifeless eyes.

"As long as these two conditions are met, I will go with you."

One hundred million is to allow the remaining companions in the monastery to have money to live on.

The mayor's head was for revenge, revenge on the guy who ruined everything for him, ruined his life.

The One-Armed Sword Master agreed.

That night, he brought 100 million and the mayor's bleeding head.

It was on that night that he stepped into that dark world without looking back.

……

The night of the second day.

In the student dormitory of Pojun Academy, Kusakabe Kagami sat in front of her computer, the keyboard making clacking sounds.

What was displayed on her computer was the information of students from other colleges who were the suspects that Makoto Haramura gave to her.

It's not just the basic information that Guideyuan Bifang first took out.

It also contained information she had collected from various videos during the day, and the detailed information was several times more.

This was the job that Haramura Makoto suddenly gave her.

Although according to Haramura Makoto, it would probably be in time before the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival began, she still couldn't wait to start.

After all, she is an excellent journalist. If she didn't investigate this major incident and write a report about it, she would be unworthy of her journalistic spirit.

"Just like Haramura-san said."

"These people probably hide their true abilities, especially this Hiraga Reizumi."

Kusakabe Kagami's eyes were fixed on the video of Hiraga Reizumi's game.

"The information says he has the ability to manipulate strings, but in reality he should be the puppeteer who attacked Haramura-san."

Kusakabe Kagami locked onto it directly.

This performance is too obvious. The video data only shows one situation, and it was almost an instant kill. That line does not look like a steel line at all.

This is combined with the attack on Haramura Makoto.

It can be basically confirmed that the puppeteer is probably that man.

"Moreover, everyone's background is too standard. There is nothing wrong with them. It's like they were produced on an assembly line in a factory. There is definitely something wrong with these people."

Kusakabe Kagami, her enthusiasm soars.

Even though he had been working all day, he was now in better and better spirits.

But it was this night.

In the next second——

"Pfft-"

The sound of flesh being torn was heard, and a dark purple dagger appeared silently from behind her.

Kusakabe Kagami was stunned, then she lowered her head mechanically.

Then she saw it, saw the tip of a dark purple dagger protruding from the center of her chest.

She opened her mouth as if wanting to make a sound, but no sound came out.

"I'm sorry, Kagami-chan. I never thought you could investigate to this extent."

A slender and tall figure walked out from the shadows and came to the front of the computer. She looked at the web page that Kusakabe Kagami had not closed yet, and exclaimed in admiration.

This is a man with a rather feminine appearance.

There was a hint of depression on his delicate face, his eyebrows were drooping, and at the corners of his mouth was a smile that didn't seem to be a smile at all.

Kusakabe Kagami seemed to want to open her mouth to call for help, but her lips opened and closed but no sound came out. Her brain was becoming dizzy, her breathing was becoming difficult, and her consciousness was slowly being slipped away.

"Don't worry, Kagami-chan."

"Although the order that guy gave me was to get rid of you, he already considers you as my friend and will not kill you."

Arisuin Nagi looked coldly at Kusakabe Kagami who had fallen to the ground with cold eyes and a cold tone.

"Anyway, this will all be over tomorrow, so I only need to lock you up for one day, and then I will let you go."

"But we may not have the chance to see each other again."

He stretched out his hand, moved the mouse, and pretended to delete all the data on the computer.

"Don't worry, you will have the opportunity to meet each other all the time."

"Om-"

Accompanied by a buzzing sound that sounded like a tremor, a dark hole opened directly in the wall.

The people who walked out from the hole were Haramura Makoto and Shinguji Kurono.

"Yes, it was in the school's detention room."

After lighting a cigarette with skillful movements, Shinguji Kurono raised a white pistol-shaped spiritual weapon and pointed the muzzle at Arisuin Nagi.

"But depending on the circumstances, you may not be transferred to prison."

Arisuin Nagi was stunned for a moment, staring at everything in front of her in amazement, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"So that's how it is. Have I been targeted for a long time?"

“When did it start?”

His body was frantically warning him, clamoring for him to leave here quickly. This was a sixth sense that naturally developed from his long time as a killer.

I clearly didn't feel anything and didn't see any other movements.

The Haramura Makoto in front of Mu disappeared just like that, and when he reappeared, he was already beside him, squatting down and lifting up Kusakabe Kagami.

"About ten days ago."

"I'm sorry, Kusakabe. Although I was speeding up, I still got you hurt."

"I will make it up to you on this point."

Makoto Haramura feels very guilty about Kagami Kusakabe.

Although I have already explained to Kusakabe Kagami that I used her as bait at the beginning.

Kusakabe Kagami also agreed to this matter, but he still did not fulfill his responsibility to protect him in the first place.

Kusakabe Kagami was injured. What if Nagi Suin had used the real weapon instead of the fantasy weapon?

This kind of injury is fatal to Kusakabe Kagami, and I'm afraid even the treatment cabin will find it difficult to cure him.

"it does not matter."

"Isn't this what we agreed on long ago? Please don't mind."

"By the way, please help me to the bed. I want to finish the interrogation and then go to sleep."

Although she was getting sleepy, Kusakabe Kagami still stubbornly kept her eyelids open.

This is her professionalism as a journalist; she is not allowed to rest until the interview is over.

"Okay, take care of yourself. If you can't do it, I can help you keep records."

“Then I said the same thing.”

"it does not matter."

Kusakabe Kagami sat on the bed, while Haramura Makoto and Shinguji Kurono surrounded Arisuin Nagi from both sides to prevent him from escaping.

"…I will tell you everything."

"surrender!"

Against this lineup, he had absolutely no chance of winning.

Not to mention winning, he didn't even have a chance to escape. If he were anyone else, he could have escaped into his own shadow channel.

But who is this person in front of me?

The former world No. 3 and the strongest in Pojun Academy.

Or two swordsmen with time-related abilities.

Despair within despair.

"You know the situation very well. Tell the truth. It's not impossible to forgive you depending on the situation."

After all, Arisuin Nagi did not actually kill Kusakabe Kagami.

Logically, he would want to let her go, so this guy has not committed an unforgivable crime.

Anyway, within the Alliance, the punishment for the Swordbreakers was always very light.

"You've already done so much research, you should have probably guessed it."

"We want to..."

……

On the morning of the third day, Pojun Academy!

The summer vacation has not yet ended completely, and most of the students are still in their hometowns, so the schools are still empty and there are not many students. Only a few are still working hard to train themselves and stay in school.

But it's at this point in time.