Demon Capital Slayer

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Afterwards, Mitsurugi also mentioned that Amayu Rinne suggested the two of them go to the shrine to perform a purification ritual.

"Don't worry about the exorcism ritual. I'll ask a classmate I know to prepare it. We actually have a current high school shrine maiden in our class, aren't you excited?"

After making a joke, seeing that Yujian remained unmoved, or at least outwardly unmoved, Yurika laughed and steered the conversation back to the original topic.

"First, we need to find out exactly what happened to Rin." As she spoke, Yurika began to flip through the notebook in her hand.

Privately, Yujian referred to this book as the 'bill' or the donation box for Aizen-sama, but as for calling it out to his face, let's just leave him alone.

"So, it turns out that our Cat Paw Society can offer help even without a request? Doesn't that contradict the original purpose of the society?" Yu Jian asked in as casual a tone as possible.

"That? Forget about it." Aizen Yurika casually uttered something extraordinary.

He paused on his sword, but quickly moved to stand alongside Lily Fragrance. He felt that there was no need to say anything at this moment; simply being a sounding board would suffice.

Even a bodhisattva like Aizen needs to vent occasionally.

Because they are very close friends, is that why they value it so much...?

"My lord, although it sounds a bit boastful to say this, I shouldn't be considered very stupid." Lily Fragrance aimlessly flipped through the papers, making a 'rustling' sound.

"Most of the content in books can be understood after reading it twice, and the thoughts of the people around me are as easy to understand as words written on paper. For the past sixteen years since I was born, this world has been a little bit ordinary to me, well, you could also call it boring."

"I'm probably the type with low material desires. I don't usually want anything in particular, maybe because I don't lack anything?"

Seemingly thinking of something amusing, Aizen Yurika raised her notebook to cover half her face and let out a strange, hollow laugh.

"After entering high school, I decided to start a club to see what others wanted, and I always felt that maybe I could find what I really wanted that way."

"Furthermore, helping interesting people realize their dreams is interesting in itself. As for uninteresting people, watching them go to great lengths for things they don't actually want can also be an interesting performance."

"Is it because you're bored?" Yu Jian echoed casually.

"Pretty much. Not out of kindness, just because I'm bored. Ahhh, do you feel like you've misjudged me?" Yurika pulled the notebook up even higher, completely obscuring her face.

"No, on the contrary, I have a feeling of 'I knew it'." Yujian continued walking alongside the girl.

Saying it's just because you're bored, the fact that you feel happy while helping others says a lot.

"What? So it wasn't the wise ruler who was seen through, but me?" Noticing the boy's gradually softening facial features, Aizen Yurika stopped making that strange laugh.

Yujian raised his hand to stop Aizen Yurika. There weren't many people in the corridor as it was close to class, but they still looked on in shock at what they saw.

"Go to the club room."

"Oh dear, but class is about to start."

"I do not mind."

"Truly a wise ruler, so domineering."

"Teacher Xiaojing's chalk isn't very fast."

When Yuken gave an irrelevant answer, Yurika laughed instead. This time, her laughter wasn't the same as before, but rather the normal sound they made when they were together.

"Speaking of which, what was your promise to Senior Tianyu?"

"Oh? She actually told you this, even though it was our first meeting." Aizen Yurika quickly pulled down her notebook, her expression returning to normal, with only a hint of suspicion in her eyes.

"They just let it slip." Yu Jian caught the bombshell steadily.

"Phew, that's good. I thought I was really going to have to sever ties with Suzune-chan." Yurika patted her chest and let out a long sigh.

"?" Yu Jian tilted his head, giving him a look that said, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"The agreement, it's been ten years since then."

Around the time Suzune was six years old, she said she wanted to become the Minister of Justice so she could send all murderers to the gallows.

"Huh?" Yu Jian almost stumbled, which was unbelievable for someone with the strength of a sword master.

It was simply because what Yuriko said was too shocking.

Ancient Japan had many cruel forms of execution, but in modern times, only hanging remains.

But hanging is also very painful.

Is he this fierce at six years old...?

A strange image flashed through my mind: a loli version of Amane Rinne, dressed in a judge's robe and wearing a wig, sat on the judge's bench, looking coldly at the prisoner below, and then quickly ran her thumb across her neck, making the universally recognized throat-slitting gesture.

[death penalty!]
That's so weird! It's not like she's Yama, the King of Hell, or Shiki O-hime!
I never expected that Senior Tianyu, who seemed so serious about her work, would have such an extraordinary ideal.

"So I said, 'Okay, okay, if Suzune-chan wants to be the Minister of Justice, I'll become the Prime Minister and we'll be the best partners.'" "Speaking of which, what was I thinking back then? Oh, I guess I thought it might be quite interesting to manipulate the whole country according to my own wishes."

Aizen Yurika uttered her outrageous statement in a very relaxed tone.

"So being prime minister is just a job you can play around with?"

Yu Jian could be expressionless or even blankly uttering a sarcastic remark, but he decided to pretend he didn't hear the last sentence.

Little did anyone expect that Lily's dream of becoming prime minister actually stemmed from a childish game.

"Hey, I didn't say it was just playing house," Lily laughed.

That would be even more terrifying...

"Probably because the Prime Minister has a higher rank than the Minister of Justice, it sparked Suzune's competitive spirit, and that's how we ended up in this strange relationship of childhood friends and rivals."

"Is it the kind where we agree to storm into the National Diet Building together?" Yu Jian immediately chimed in with a sarcastic remark.

“Sudayo.” Yurika nodded without denying it.

"By the way, why does Senior Tenyu have such a...rare ideal?" Yujian asked curiously.

"Because her entire family was murdered by a serial killer." Aizen Yurika's words shattered Mikasa's composure.

So heavy!
The sudden truth was simply breathtaking.

Yuken fell silent after Aizen Yurika's words. Although he maintained his usual calm expression, his eyes were now a mess, and he probably had to get up in the middle of the night to slap himself.

"Now it seems that something is clearly wrong with that incident. How could an ordinary serial killer single-handedly murder a large family of more than a dozen people, and do so silently in one night? Perhaps, it involves psychics or beings from the underworld."

Lily squinted her eyes and paused her flipping through the notebook.

"Thinking about it this way, everyone in the orphanage is a bit strange, and the director's identity is also worth investigating. I initially thought he was a Yakuza who had left the organization, after all, he had exaggerated scars on his arms and neck, as well as traces of tattoos."

With just a few clues, he was able to deduce a whole host of new information from the existing data. Is this the clairvoyance of the Great Bodhisattva Aizen?

Yujian thought to himself, suddenly realizing that this was actually quite easy. He didn't have to think too much; he just needed to do his job properly, and all the brain work could be outsourced to Yurika.

Hmm, should I prepare a female half-face bat mask for Lily, and then I'll go find a red cape myself?

You'll need to cultivate more, otherwise you won't be worthy of the red cloak.

Arriving at the train carriage behind the mountain, Lily pushed open the door and strode in. She then took out her phone, placed it on the table, and began typing a message.

During the journey, Ms. Onizuka called, and her dissatisfaction and doubts were easily dispelled by her few words. In the end, she even took the initiative to suggest that if anyone needed help, they should contact her first.

Scary...

Mikami covered his ears and hung up the phone. He had just been bombarded with a barrage of calls and a lecture from Onizuka Shizuka.

It's not that I'm angry, after all, a teacher with such a sense of responsibility deserves respect in any era. It's just that the difference in attitude between the two sides is too obvious, and it's really a case of the favored one being fearless.

Over the next five minutes, Yujian saw Yurika constantly sending text messages on her phone.

The wording is quite archaic, starting with either "Greetings, sir" or "Respectfully yours," making it feel more like writing a paper letter than a text message.

"There's no way around it. When I was little, I often helped my grandma write back to her friends, and that's how I gradually developed this writing habit," Lily explained with a smile.

"I see."

Grandma? It seems I guessed wrong.

In about ten minutes, Aizen Yurika closed her notebook and stopped using her phone.

She closed her eyes and pondered for a few seconds. When she opened them again, her face was full of composure and certainty, but there was still a lingering worry in her eyes.

"I asked six people, and finally got bad news from the ward office (the grassroots administrative unit in Japan)."

Oh, the rule of six, Yujian thought of this term instantly, but he didn't interrupt Yurika.

"The orphanage is mainly facing a shortage of funds, and the director himself has been hospitalized due to a sudden illness. The ward office is considering whether to transfer the children to other orphanages."

"So that's why you're getting more and more anxious?" Yu Jian suddenly realized.

“The orphanage run by the Japanese government on the island is hardly a good place,” Yurika muttered to herself, then pushed up her black-rimmed glasses, the lenses flashing a reflection.

“The matter was indeed very urgent, but that’s why they avoided me for two weeks.”

"I was definitely underestimated."

(End of this chapter)