Love is not as fun as World of Warcraft

Jiuzhong Mozi glanced at Shirasaka, and then without waiting for his answer, she took out a stack of documents from the bedside table and handed it to Shirasaka.

"Here is the identity and background of the guy who attacked you. It seems he had no connection with you before yesterday, and it doesn't seem like he did this because of the relationship between you and me."

With a solemn expression on her face that she only showed when working, Kunou Mozi looked into Shirasaka's eyes.

"Since it has nothing to do with you, then you might want to consider whether the target he really wants to attack is you or the child in your arms."

"Compared to you, your widowed boss's identity is more likely to attract people's attention. I've put the information together for you. No need to thank me."

After clicking on the information in front of Shirasaka, Kunou Mozi frowned and expressed her guess.

She originally thought that the guy was targeting him most likely because of his relationship with Shirasaka, but when she sorted out all the connections of the incident, she came to a completely opposite conclusion.

Maybe Shirasaka was really just involved by accident, and there were other things involved behind the attacker.

Shirasaka listened carefully to Kunou Mozi's guess, then nodded and took the stack of information from her hand. He never had even the slightest doubt about the intelligence of the girl in front of him. If the intelligence of a normal person is 1, then this girl must be at least a th-level intelligent person.

From a strategy perspective, Shirasaka felt that he would never be able to defeat the girl in front of him. For things that required reasoning, listening to her was no different from looking at reference answers.

"But... my advice is that it's best for you to not get involved in this matter. You were dragged into this unintentionally, so it's relatively easy to get out of it."

Just when Shirasaka was about to take the information away from his hand, Kunou Mozi pinched a corner of it with her backhand and reminded Shirasaka in a heavy tone.

"There are some organizations and characters involved here that are difficult to deal with with your current background. If you get involved, it will be very troublesome."

"..."

"More troublesome than you were before?"

After a moment of silence, Shirasaka raised his head and looked into the light brown eyes of the girl in front of him, with a relaxed smile on his lips.

When Jiuchong Mozi heard his answer, she was stunned for a moment, then she could only shake her head helplessly and loosen her fingers that were holding the information.

"If you get any other clues, remember to come to me. If you're too lazy to use your brain for deduction, just leave it to me."

Chapter 13: Can I be a fish killer for the rest of my life?

By the time Shirasaka came out of Kokonoe Moko's VIP ward, it was almost sunset.

In fact, it was totally unnecessary for him to spend so much time reading the information, but Jiuchong Mozi beside him always wanted to rest her head on his arm, and then asked him to carry her to the toilet or something like that, so the time spent was completely different.

In addition, there are many details in the information, and Jiuchong Mozi, who read it with him, would carefully point out the strange places for him. This is even more time-consuming, and it is understandable that he dragged on for so long.

Thanks to this, Shirasaka had never felt that the things in front of him were so clear. It was indeed different to have an external brain. He just had to follow the strategy and everything would be fine. Things that required thinking would naturally be solved by the big guys.

"A cultist, no wonder he would think of self-immolation. It's quite fitting for his identity."

Baisaka came out of the ward, glanced at the red sunset in the sky, and after thinking of the identity of the man who attacked him, he complained in a low voice, no wonder Jiuzhong Mozi reminded him that this matter would be very troublesome, involving such a strange thing as a cult, it would be strange if it wasn't troublesome.

I don't know how this cult in Japan has managed to thrive and keep shitting everywhere. The problem is that not only are the authorities doing nothing, but they've been infiltrated like a sieve.

When the officials who are supposed to serve as a protective umbrella have fallen, it goes without saying what the ordinary people living below will experience.

Although the information that Jiuzhong Mozi took out did not indicate whether the middle-aged man named Nanase Jiachuan who burned himself had any record of participating in a cult, this was obvious in front of her own genius and beautiful detective sister.

Kunou Mozi first told Shirasaka Nanashiki Ieka that there were obvious signs of official changes in his information, and then she put an end to it all with one sentence.

- What kind of serious activity do you think a drunkard who has a million-dollar loan but still lives a life of drunkenness every day can get up on time at six in the morning on Sunday to participate in a community charity event?

Moreover, this activity can also be covered up by the authorities, claiming that it was spontaneously organized by ordinary people, without even a written record. The power of this activity is no less than that of an ordinary consortium.

The rest of the information about Nanase Jiachuan was very ordinary. He was involved in all kinds of pornography, gambling, and drugs, and in every aspect he was a rotten person to the core of the earth. The more Shirasaka looked at him, the more she felt that maybe she shouldn't use the sleeping spell on him, but instead just go up and punch him to vent her anger.

Compared to these, the information related to Wu Lu Yu Yi was even more beyond Shirasaka's expectations. The most crucial point was that Wu Lu Xiao Cheng was not Wu Lu Yu Yi's biological child, but was adopted by her.

——Well, actually, this is only more critical for Shirasaka, a spectator. It has nothing to do with the matter that Shirasaka is currently investigating.

"Let me remind you again, your dear sister Yuyi might not just be a cheap daughter. Her so-called husband who died young might be a fabrication. You can tell from the photos that she still looks like a virgin."

When Shirasaka thought of the fact that Kunou Mozi came close to his ear, touched his neck and explained it to him in a seductive voice, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable excitement.

How should I put it? The label of the widowed sister suddenly becomes a virgin mother. Doesn’t this make people think more?

But he certainly couldn't show that he was interested in these things. Although Shirasaka really wanted to ask Kunou Mozi how she could even see such things, he suppressed his curiosity and acted as if it had nothing to do with him.

What does her identity have to do with him, a poor worker working under her?

"Hehe, I just want to tell you that the amazing thing about your elder sister is that the small mountain village outside of Shenbin City that she listed as her hometown in her information hasn't had any contact with the outside world for nearly a decade. It's hard to say whether she's actually from there."

"Even... whether she is human or not, we have to question it first."

Of course, Kunou Mozi could tell whether Shirasaka was pretending or really didn't care about others like he did now, but all she needed was Shirasaka's attitude to comfort her. She herself didn't have much desire to interfere with Shirasaka's personal life.

As long as Shirasaka doesn't forget her, she doesn't care about anything else.

Shirasaka was once again shocked by Kunou Mozi's amazing reasoning ability and intuition.

No matter how shocking it sounds, this girl can guess that the black heron feather coat may not be something that humans can do. If anyone stands against her in the future, won’t he be killed by her?

"Anyway, Nanashiki Jiachuan and the organization behind him probably wanted to hurt Wu Lu Yuyi's daughter in order to provoke her into causing some kind of outcome, and then drag you into this."

"The only confusion now is why they resorted to such a strange method as self-immolation. After all, if they really wanted to target Wu Lu Yu Yi, there should be other ways."

Kunou Mozi, who completely deconstructed the entire incident for Shirasaka, pointed out the key to the problem and also indicated a clear direction for Shirasaka's subsequent investigation. What he was going to do next became much clearer.

When he thought that if he continued to investigate, he would most likely be involved in a conspiracy involving cultists and non-humans, Shirasaka didn't feel much fear in his heart. Instead, he felt a sense of relief as if his heart was finally at peace.

How should I put it? I always thought that it would be best if the world was as simple as it seems, and that I could just live an ordinary life in such an ordinary way.

But when these bizarre things really happened in front of him, Shirasaka found that he could never deceive his own heart.

Although I may not be able to become the protagonist of the story, if I really miss out on all of this because of running away, I will still feel regretful in the end...

Even if this means endless danger and trouble, isn't it also an opportunity to satisfy his never-extinguished youthful fantasy?

What's more... if there were no cultists or something acting as villains, where would Shirasaka get the experience needed for the upgrade?

You can’t spend your whole life killing fish in the market, right?

Chapter 14: Is there anyone as good as you?

By the time Shirasaka returned home from the hospital, it was already completely dark.

Fortunately, he had almost planned everything along the way, and he just had to wait until he had free time to go to the so-called charity event that Qi Se Jia Chuan had been to.

Thanks to the powerful background of the Kunou family, Shirasaka already has a rough idea of the organization's next activity time.

The more important thing right now is... to go home and prepare for school the next day.

One moment he was planning how to investigate a cult, and the next he had to remember that he was just a high school student. How should I put it? Shirasaka suddenly understood why the protagonists in those Japanese light novels were so tired. This life was indeed not something that a human being could live.

With the preparations made before going out during the day, the remaining things to be packed did not take much effort. Shirasaka quickly packed his luggage. At this moment, a familiar sound was finally heard upstairs.

"She sleeps during the day and goes out at night. This is a typical homebody's biological clock. Doesn't she have to go to school or work?"

Shirasaka covered his forehead with his hands, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have promised someone to help her, so he complained helplessly.

Speaking of which, I seem to know nothing about my upstairs neighbor. Apart from knowing that her name is Chiya Asano, I know very little about her age or work.

Even so, I could still agree to help her. This only shows that a beautiful girl's face is the best friend no matter where she is.

Walking slowly to the door of Asano Chiya's house, Shirasaka naturally felt a bit more favorable towards this neighbor whose behavior was hard to associate with the word "beautiful girl".

Putting aside her appearance, just the fact that her personality was similar to his before he traveled through time made Shirasaka feel that he would definitely make friends with her.

After all, in such a vast sea of people, isn’t it difficult to find a few friends who share the same hobbies?

While thinking this, Shirasaka knocked on the door of Asano Chiya's house.

As always, a strange feeling of rejection crept up her spine. After it quickly dissipated, Asano Chiya's plump figure, which was completely inconsistent with her girlish face, appeared at the door.

This time she did not wear a cosplay costume like she did last time. The simple and loose pajamas covered most of her perfect curves, and only the bulge on her chest could be seen as a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg underneath.

"It's Shirasaka-kun, did you just wake up too? I'm ready."

With just one sentence, Shirasaka felt like she didn't know where to start complaining. How could she have assumed everyone had the same biological clock as her? And what kind of preparations were needed for just taking out the trash?

Does she treat it as some kind of important event, like the emperor's enthronement, that requires bathing and changing clothes first?

But soon, Shirasaka's doubts were answered. When Asano Chiya revealed the black garbage bag that was almost as tall as a person from behind her, no explanation was necessary.

Shirasaka admitted that he had underestimated her by comparing her to a garbage-making machine. She is a real garbage king!

"Don't tell me you haven't taken out the trash once since you moved in..."

Covering his face, Shirasaka walked around the girl in front of him and looked behind her and around him. Looking at the bags that filled the entire corridor, he felt for the first time that his worldview was impacted.

Is this really something a human can do?

"I did do that a few times, but then the aunties in the community stopped me and said if I didn't sort them properly, they wouldn't allow me to do it again. Anyway, I still have room at home, so I'll just leave it there for now."

Asano Chiye stuck out her tongue, and there was a hint of embarrassment in her eyes. She knew that the number might indeed be a little too much, but it couldn't be entirely blamed on her, right?

"The landlord didn't come to see you? Didn't she give you something to eat raw?"

Shirasaka twitched the corners of her mouth. When she thought about how the old ladies in the community wanted to flood the landlord's phone with complaints because she had left some overnight garbage at her door, it was almost a spectacle for Chiya Asano. How could the landlord not come to her house to cause trouble?

Isn’t this beautiful girl’s privilege too outrageous?

"No, you're the first one to knock on my door... As for the landlord, she's probably forgotten me."

Asano Chiya shrank his head and spoke even softer.

"Did you save the landlord's life? Or are you a relative of hers?"

"Just take that as roughly what it means."

"Anyway... I'm really sorry. If I've troubled you, I'll make it up to you later and treat you to a meal! Now, can you please help me out? I'll do anything~"

As if unwilling to continue on this awkward topic, Asano Chiya grabbed Shirasaka's arm with a pitiful expression on her face. She looked up at him with her big eyes like a puppy, and waved her hands like a spoiled child.

This was also the first time that Chiya Asano tried this. Anyway, that's how it was done in those comics. As long as the heroine in the comics acted like this, few people would refuse. At least as a girl, I was very moved when I saw it for the first time, let alone Shirasaka in front of me.

Asano Chiya is extremely confident about her appearance. She is definitely more beautiful than the protagonists in the comics. Wouldn't it be easy for her to take down a little Shirasaka?

But Shirasaka was frozen in place by her sudden attack. It was not because he could not stand Asano Chiya's earth-shattering performance, but because this guy obviously had no experience in this area and did not consider the distance between her chest and his arm, so that his arm was now completely wrapped in the two soft, marshmallow-like peaks.

As Chiya Asano shook it, he could clearly feel its perfect shape and curvature.

"Did you learn this way of asking for favors from some book?"

Shirasaka sniffed and had no intention of stopping Asano Chiya. She just turned her face away and asked stiffly.

"How do you know? Do you also see Monday's plumpness?"

Asano Chiya blinked, obviously still not having a clear understanding of what he was doing.

"...The ball is good. Don't beg like that next time."

Chapter 15 The sad girl

After a long time, when Shirasaka sat on the sofa in Asano Chiya's house and saw the black garbage bag piled on his face, he was awakened from the soft touch by reality.

One thing I have to say is that this guy's control ability is really strong, but it's still too big for Shirasaka.

"Seriously, you should be a little more cautious around strangers next time... At least don't do what you just did."

She had already enjoyed herself, but Shirasaka still couldn't get over the condemnation of her conscience. It was a wonderful feeling, yes, but if it was based on the fact that Asano Chiya had no idea about this matter, then what was the difference between that and bullying a fool?

Is a good-looking fool not a fool?

What's more, she dared to pull me into her room when she had only met me once, which showed that she had no guard against an adult male at all.

"...Is this wrong? But I've seen a lot of videos on YouTube that do this, and they say it's a trick to get the hang of guys."

Tilting his head in confusion, Asano Chiya seemed to still not understand how terrifying his own lethality was.

"Hiss, excuse me, are you a rich girl who ran away from some wealthy family? How come you don't seem to understand even the most basic common sense?"

Shirasaka took a deep breath. He knew without thinking what kind of people those so-called video bloggers Asano Chiya watched were.

There's something fucking wrong with this push. Just because she's a otaku, does she have to push this peach video full of otaku fantasies?

Well, come to think of it, Shirasaka herself quite enjoyed watching it, so it seems like she has no right to say this.

"How could that be... I'm from the countryside, I don't even have a job, I just make a living by making cosplay costumes for others."

When talking about her identity, Asano Chiya obviously began to lack confidence. After hesitating and giving an unclear answer, she decisively stuffed a bag of garbage in front of Shirasaka.

"Don't worry about that for now. I asked you to help me clean up the garbage. You're not doing a census, so why are you checking my household registration so carefully?"

"You just told me to be more cautious around strangers. I won't tell you these personal details so easily."