I don't want to be an elf!

"Thank you so much for your hard work."

Chapter Thirteen: Stage, Performance, Audience

After half an hour.

Kurumi Tokisaki had already left, leaving only the Port Mafia's logistics department to handle the situation.

Several port mafia vehicles were parked outside the factory. Fully armed mafia members surrounded the factory, vigilant for potential enemies and protecting the important figures inside.

Inside the factory, Mori Ōgai, who had just arrived, observed everything around him.

Standing amidst more than twenty corpses that had decomposed due to unusual causes, his expression remained calm. He even squatted down and closely examined one of the corpses.

"Boss, here is the information you requested."

"Thanks for your hard work."

Taking the documents handed to him by his subordinate, which were resumes of members of the Omi Alliance, Mori Ougai flipped through them one by one and finally found someone who bore a slight resemblance to the corpse in front of him.

After glancing at the young, strong gangster in the resume photo, and then at the emaciated, aged corpse before him, and confirming the location and style of the tattoo, Mori Ougai fell silent.

Without a doubt, these bodies belonged to gang members aged between twenty and forty just half an hour earlier.

But for some unknown reason, he suddenly aged, as if he had lost his vitality, and became an old man, and died as a result.

No, it can't be said that we don't know the reason.

He still had some clues about the reason.

What did Tokisaki Kurumi, this mysterious and dangerous girl, do to these people that caused them to die of old age?

"There was no fatal wound, it didn't seem like poisoning, and she died without any painful torment, just like a true old man who died peacefully in his sleep." As a doctor, Mori Ougai quickly concluded from his experience, "It seems that this is also the work of Miss Tokisaki's special ability. I'm getting more and more curious about what her ability is."

He stood up and said to the logistics team members who were already equipped, "The cleanup is up to you. Dispose of these bodies secretly, and keep one in the morgue. I will personally operate on it to examine it when I have time."

"Yes, Boss."

The mafia members filed in and began cleaning up the scene.

"That's really creepy."

At that moment, an impatient and displeased male voice came from beside Mori Ougai: "Sometimes I wonder, between humans and me, who is the monster?"

"Chuuya-kun, you've finally arrived." Mori Ougai stood up and looked at the man in a suit and top hat. "What are your thoughts on this scene?"

Chuuya Nakahara, one of the five executives of the Port Mafia, and the leader of the armed combat team.

The Port Mafia's strongest trump card, a powerful superhuman even the government fears, is in a sense the reason why the government turns a blind eye to the Port Mafia's atrocities and crimes.

When their combat power reaches its peak, they can easily destroy a city, and even on a global scale, they are hard to match.

"A review? Don't make it sound like you invited me to a show." Nakahara Chuuya clicked his tongue in displeasure. "If I had known you wanted me to come to a place like this tonight, I would have pretended not to have received the message and gone to bed."

"Isn't this the performance our new member has given us?" Mori Ougai asked, opening his arms wide. "This is the stage I gave her, but I never expected her performance to be so stunning."

"Boss, are you under too much pressure? They say doctors can't heal themselves. I suggest you see a psychiatrist." Chuuya Nakahara's lips twitched. "Although I've seen plenty of corpses and killed countless people, this kind of situation... to be honest, just makes me feel disgusted. Where did this monster come from?"

"I'd also like to know the answer to that question," Mori Ougai shrugged. "But unfortunately, I didn't bring Ms. Tokisaki here. She came to me on her own initiative, and I took her in as a member of the organization for some special reasons."

"Are you sure it was the right decision to let this guy join the organization?"

“If by ‘correct’ you mean ‘profitable for the organization,’ then this is indeed the correct decision.”

"I hope so."

"It sounds like Chuuya-kun has a lot of opinions about Tokisaki-san?" Mori Ougai glanced at him. "You haven't even met yet, so don't be so hostile. You're all colleagues in the same organization, and you'll definitely have contact with each other in the future. I don't want the core members of the organization to have a bad relationship."

"Yeah, we haven't even met yet, and this guy I hate so much is the first one named Tokisaki Kurumi." Nakahara Chuuya snorted. "Boss, can you consider my feelings a little when you're choosing people? Why is it that every time you choose someone, I can't stand them?"

"That sounds like Chuuya-kun's own problem." Mori Ougai smiled. "The people I value are those who can bring value to the organization. As for whether those who can bring value to the organization get along with Chuuya-kun, please try to adapt to that."

"In your eyes, is Kurumi Tokisaki someone who can bring value to the organization?"

"Of course."

Even if you saw what was happening right in front of you?

"What scene are you witnessing?"

"These are mummified corpses, drained of their life force, abandoned here like garbage."

"In my eyes, these are just corpses," Mori Ougai said calmly. "Beheading, poisoning, shooting, bleeding to death, having one's life force drained—it's all death. Is there any difference?"

“Well… if that’s how you put it,” Chuuya Nakahara’s face darkened, “just give me that guy’s information first. Although I can’t stand his methods, he’s still a colleague I worked with. I’ll try to accept him… after all, there’s no one in this world more annoying than Dazai.”

"Information? I don't have any."

"What do you mean?" Chuuya Nakahara's eyes widened.

“The literal meaning,” Mori Ougai said innocently. “Her special abilities, her real age, her name, her nationality, her past experiences—none of that is mentioned.”

"Are you crazy?" Chuuya Nakahara looked at him as if he were a madman. "You actually dared to let this suspicious person with nothing join the organization?"

"I've already told you, I have my own special reasons."

"Boss, you..."

Chuuya Nakahara wanted to say something, but after working alongside Mori Ougai for so long, he understood that the so-called 'special reason' must be so special that even he couldn't tell him.

Given this, it's practically a done deal that Kurumi Tokisaki will join the Port Mafia.

Even if he wanted to protest, it would be useless.

With a rather impatient click of his tongue, Chuuya Nakahara left the factory without looking back.

Mori Ougai stood alone in place, his gaze sweeping over the aged faces once more, his eyes growing increasingly deep.

"Has this time we encountered a real man-eating demon...?"

He murmured to himself, recalling his conversation with Kurumi Tokisaki.

"Is it a blessing or a curse?"

Chapter Fourteen: Even the Elves Want to Go to the Retreat

The next day, early in the morning.

A soft mattress, a fluffy quilt, and a languid girl hugging a pillow to her chest, occasionally letting out a muffled murmur.

Her black hair was scattered messily on the bed, her fair thighs were exposed outside the bed, and the sexy lace lingerie was faintly visible. The mysterious black color made people's blood boil.

"Get up!"

Suddenly, as the blanket was pulled back, a great deal of warmth was replaced by cold air.

The girl shuddered, and as consciousness returned, she slowly opened her eyes.

She rubbed her eyes and looked closely, then saw four identical-looking girls standing beside her bed.

"Tokisaki Kurumi?!" the girl exclaimed in disbelief, her eyes wide.

"What's so surprising now?" Clone Number One delivered a merciless chop to her hand, bringing her back to her senses. "Aren't you also Tokisaki Kurumi?"

"Oh...right, I think I'm still the original body." Tokisaki Kurumi rubbed her reddened forehead, realizing what she'd just said, then roared angrily, "Knowing I'm the original body, you still dare to hit me! You've gone too far! Your clone is devouring its master!"

"Shh!" Clone Number Three put his index finger to his lips, gesturing for silence. "Keep your voice down. Have you forgotten where we are?"

"Ahem, sorry." Realizing her mistake, Kurumi Tokisaki immediately covered her mouth. "I'll be more careful."

Last night, after completing the investigative task assigned to her by Morio Diplomacy, she left the scene independently.

But as she walked, she realized that she was in the suburbs dozens of miles away from Yokohama city. Even if she used her spiritual power, it would take her more than an hour to get back at the speed of an elf.

However, turning back halfway to ask Higuchi Ichiyo for a ride felt like ruining her character and wasting such a cool exit, so Tokisaki Kurumi had no choice but to fly back to Yokohama city.

Returning to Yokohama wasn't the end of it, after all, it was her first day in the city, she was unfamiliar with the place and had nowhere to stay.

However, for the most evil spirit, Tokisaki Kurumi, to ask the Port Mafia for lodging would be even more damaging to her image than hitchhiking. In the end, for the sake of her reputation and image, she did not ask Mori Ougai to arrange accommodation for her.

Although he was obsessed with saving face, he didn't actually suffer much.

Just when she thought she would have to spend the night on the streets, shivering in the cold wind, she realized that she was an elf and not a human.

Lodging, money, food—these things are incredibly easy for elves to obtain.

After returning to Yokohama last night, she went straight to the city's most luxurious five-star hotel, randomly picked an empty room, and went to sleep.

The Shadow Dimension can appear anywhere there is shadow, and sneaking into an ordinary hotel is a piece of cake for her.

However, since no money has been paid, if hotel staff come to clean the room and find someone staying in a room that should be empty, it will definitely cause trouble.

So in order not to arouse the suspicion of the hotel staff, they could only discreetly accept the freebies.

"By the way, can your clones leave their shadows at will?"

After being woken up, Tokisaki Kurumi was no longer sleepy and got out of bed: "I don't care. We're all the same person. I don't like staying in the Shadow Dimension forever either, as long as you don't cause me any trouble."

"learn."

"Don't worry."

"Great!"

"Great!"

After saying that, two of the four clones ran away and disappeared into the shadows.

The remaining two clones, one sat in front of the television watching the news and learning about international events, and the other sat in front of the computer opening a website that cannot be discussed in detail.

Kurumi Tokisaki's lips twitched a few times as she reflected on whether she had made a wrong decision.

At that moment, she realized how difficult it was to manage clones.

It's unimaginable what it would be like if she really accumulated tens of thousands of clones.

She went into the bathroom, washed her face, and looked at the alluring beauty in the full-length mirror, wearing only underwear. Her face flushed.

"No wonder she's been on the wife list for a year; she's perfect in both personality and physique."

Her fair skin was as delicate as milk, and it felt so smooth and delicate to the touch. The sexy camisole made the visual impact even stronger. The hollowed-out parts complemented the exposed skin, making people want to explore that mysterious area.

"Ahem, it feels a bit strange to be in heat, but I shouldn't think about it too much."

With a thought, a black dress made of spiritual energy grabbed her alluring body and suppressed her restless heart.