Unjust Anime, but with Death Note

"Your soul has a contract with this country. No matter how many times you are killed, you will not die until all those with Japanese blood are dead. The first to die will be the criminals in prison, then the upper-level bureaucrats, and finally the ordinary civilians..."

“What an amazing ability.”

"you flatter me."

A mischievous smile rarely appeared on Gen-shi's face. As someone who knew the root of everything, she could see through many secrets. The demon of domination wanted to control death and become the key to ascend to heaven. However, she never expected that the death she had been pursuing was right beside her all along.

Also, the order of death in this contract was tampered with by the dominated demon.

"I'm leaving now. Take Shiki with you and go save people."

The golden light in the Origin's eyes dissipated.

Ryougi Shiki came back to her senses after a moment of trance. She didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a temporary side effect from overusing her Mystic Eyes.

Before them lay a field of shattered purple crystals, yet not a trace of blood could be seen. They were no longer human, lacking even the blood a human should possess. Their bodies, including their souls, had been transformed into crystals. Even the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception were powerless in this situation.

"Rest in peace..."

Ryougi Shiki turned to look at Makima. She saw the back of her hand was still scratched by the crystals that had appeared during the battle, and purple blood was oozing out. She immediately said, "Ms. Makima, let me help you."

"Well, no need. Your ability will take a long time to work on me."

"That……"

Before Ryougi Shiki could ask, Makima had already pulled out a Beretta pistol and shot Ryougi Shiki in the temple again as she stared in astonishment.

what?

Ryougi Shiki stared blankly at the scene before her. Because of her Mystic Eyes, she felt death more deeply than anyone else.

With the sound of the gunshot, Makima was indeed dead, and all the lines of death on her body disappeared.

But why would a normal person kill themselves like this? Could it be that they were being manipulated? Thinking of this, Ryougi Shiki subconsciously looked around: "Is it a superpower attack?!"

Just as Ryougi Shiki was on guard against the possible presence of psychics around her, the ten seconds were up, and Makima's death line reappeared. It was as if the horrific wound had never appeared.

"That's good."

"Uh...huh?"

Ryougi Shiki's simple materialistic worldview was once again challenged. She had never imagined that someone could possess the ability to resurrect from the dead. And... it was hidden from her Mystic Eyes.

The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can see the end of all things. Under their eyes, even methods like feigning death are impossible to hide. Makima also experienced the process of going from "life" to "death" and then "resurrection" in a very real way.

Although I don't know what expression lies beneath that mask... but, killing myself so calmly and decisively, even if I knew I was immortal, it would be difficult to do so. Death is clearly so dark and terrifying, and death is clearly more terrifying than anything else.

At this moment, Ryougi Shiki felt that Makima should awaken the ability of the Mystic Death Eyes before herself.

"My abilities and identity, please keep them secret from Ye Shen, Miss Liang Yi."

"Well, I will."

Ryougi Shiki had a complicated expression and took a deep breath to calm the strange feeling in her heart that came from knowing the secret.

This is a heavy trust.

Would a normal person reveal their abilities to another psychic without reservation? The answer is obvious: no. However, because of the bond between him and Miss Makima, Light Yagami, he passed on this trust.

"Yakami is the bond."

"Ms. Makima... is deeply in love with Yagami-kun."

There was no time to mourn the dead. The battlefield they were about to enter was the final gate. It was the headquarters of the Ministry of Self-Government, housing all the evils of the Shinrikyo. It was also the Yagami Light, where the hostages were being held.

Because of her injury, Ryougi Shiki had to slow down her pace and walked side by side with Makima towards the last door.

……

……

"Are you crazy, you guy?"

Nakagawa Zhizheng was utterly stunned. He had never imagined that someone could be so fearless of death. At the moment it was about to fire its arrow of revelation, it didn't dodge but instead charged towards him.

Moreover, he is incredibly strong, not at all as frail as he appears. If I had to describe him, it would be that he looks thin when dressed but muscular when undressed.

Caught off guard, Nakagawa Tomomasa's body was locked tightly, but in contrast, the crystals on his body containing the deadly virus, like hedgehogs, also penetrated into Light Yagami's flesh and blood, completing the exchange between the virus and blood.

Doesn't this guy know that excessive exposure to the Apocalypse Virus will result in an extremely painful death?

"Well……"

Light Yagami's face twitched uncontrollably. Although he could ignore the fatal risk posed by the Apocalypse Crystal, the feeling of it piercing his flesh was truly painful!

But he didn't give his body time to complain. He used the police fighting techniques taught by Makima and locked the apocalypse monster under him with a backhand. The purple blood continued to flow out as Light Yagami exerted force.

"Is that all?"

Just as Light Yagami breathed a sigh of relief, the crystals on Masatoshi Nakagawa's back began to condense and merge into a spiral spike. It flew up fiercely at a speed that Light Yagami couldn't react to.

Yagami Light's body was like being hit by a truck, and his entire body flew backwards. But that wasn't the end of it. Then the second and third spikes flew out, nailing Yagami Light's body to the wall like Jesus.

"puff--"

A mouthful of purple blood was spat out by Light Yagami.

"I really shouldn't have gone there."

His vision began to become blurry, and his memories began to replay like a kaleidoscope.

After all, why would he, the holder of the Death Note, resort to fighting monsters like this? He could have just stayed in the shadows and directly rejected Yukinoshita Haruno's request, and that wouldn't have led to this situation...

'This damn sense of justice.'

They say being a superhero is difficult, but being a super anti-hero isn't easy either. Especially that unquenchable sense of justice. If possible, Light Yagami would prefer Ryougi Shiki's ability to fight monsters head-on... A power like the Death Note wouldn't be fully effective for someone as emotionally charged as him... But perhaps, it's precisely because of these overwhelming emotions that he won't become the monster he dreams of, ascending to godhood.

"Damn it, why can you still laugh even in this situation!"

Even after nailing the provocative human to death, Nakagawa Masatomo didn't get the emotional response he wanted. What he wanted was fear! Fear!

But why is this human still smiling contemptuously even though they are about to die?!

"Why am I laughing?"

"Because... the person I'm waiting for has arrived~"

Despite being seriously injured, Light Yagami's tone was still cheerful. At the end of his sight, the Ryougi Shiki he had been thinking about arrived, bringing with her unparalleled murderous intent and anger, here she came!

"After seeing me injured like this, how high will my status in Liang Yi's heart rise?"

In a trance, Light Yagami saw another figure beside Ryougi Shiki, who looked like a woman...

"It's a familiar figure, but he's wearing a mask. Who was it? I'm so tired and in so much pain, I can't remember."

"The Truth Cult, the leader far away in Minami-Aoyama, when I wake up next time..."

Light Yagami has always been a man who will never let go of any flaws. After the damned Chiba was dead, his anger no longer had anyone to vent on. It seemed that he could only use the most brutal means to eliminate the huge cancer that had taken root in Japan, the Shinrikyo.

'...Give up the authority to use the Death Note.' This was Light Yagami's last thought. As soon as his thought came to mind, the system immediately responded to him.

"You have temporarily lost your Death Note privileges."

Light Yagami's head slowly drooped and he fainted.

"How dare you?!!"

Ryougi Shiki didn't know what emotion she was feeling as she shouted these words. The string that had been taut in her heart suddenly broke. A dense network of lines of defiance appeared on Nakagawa Masatomo's body, becoming even more obvious under the influence of the demonic eye.

Her soul trembled, her body quivered, the veins on the back of her hands bulged with rage, each one emerging. All her strength coalesced at this moment. She would dismember the monster before her with the most painful means, piece by piece, letting it die after feeling the pain of the Night God.

"Miss Liang Yi..."

"Leave this monster to me. Yue-kun needs you more than it does."

Yes! Yue Jun!

Makima's cold voice saved Ryougi Shiki's sanity from her anger. She suddenly woke up and looked in the direction of Light Yagami.

Light Yagami was in a very bad state, bleeding profusely. The purple crystals were already rising, and if rescue wasn't carried out quickly, his life would be in danger.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Miss Makima."

Ryougi Shiki glanced at Nakagawa Masatomo with cold eyes for the last time, lowered his body, and turned into red lightning again, rushing towards Light Yagami.

"Foolish woman, you're just going to pass me by like that?! You're too careless! Our positions and identities are not what you imagine. To me, you are the prey, and I am the hunter standing at the top!"

"You will pay for this!"

Nakagawa Masatomo's form changed again. The crystals in his hands began to shrink and melt, gradually turning into the shape of a long whip. It cut through the air and lashed towards Ryougi Shiki with a sharp whistling sound.

“Bang——!”

It was not known whether Makima missed the target intentionally or on purpose, but the shock wave only broke Nakagawa Masatomo's waving whip-like hand.

"Eh? Huh?!"

Nakagawa Masatomo looked at his right hand in astonishment. Although he had lost his sense of pain, he still felt a phantom pain at that moment. What was going on with his arm? Why did it just disappear?

The power I gained by losing my human identity, and the incomparable crystalline body I gained, should not be cut by even a diamond cutter... Why is it so fragile?

Masatomo Nakagawa gave up thinking because...

“Bang——!”

Bang bang bang——!

As if it was hit by a repulsive force like Shinra Tensei, its body, along with the concrete road under its feet, was bounced away violently, and it crashed through several walls before stopping.

At this moment, Nakagawa Tomomasa was embedded in the wall like a dead dog, his crystalline body in pieces. His head twitched, which, in human terms, meant he was breathing in less and out more.

"What kind of monster is this woman...?"

"Why... My body is supposed to be indestructible..."

"Perhaps she simply wasn't fighting seriously. I feel bad for not letting him fight with all his might..."

"This incident has become a big enough incident. This incident has already attracted the attention of the entire Japanese Empire..."

"I'm probably going to die soon. But it would be great if my death could drag Asahara Shoko into hell with me."

The brown leather boots with blood stains on the soles stepped heavily on Nakagawa Tomomasa's body. Makima stared down at it condescendingly and raised her finger:

"You...are in pain~"

"But Yuejun's pain is greater than yours..."

Bang, Bang, BangBang——!

Volume 1: 79 I shed blood for the Director, I shed tears for Chiba

Standing on the compacted concrete floor, four consecutive violent vibrations made it difficult to stand steadily.

"What happened in the dojo?"

This question lingered in the minds of every Chiba Prefecture police officer, and the commotion inside was really too big.

From the initial flash of falling objects to the subsequent earthquake-like noise, every incident irritated their fragile and sensitive hearts. Could such a movement really be created by humans?

The county police looked at each other in confusion.

Only Hayakawa Aki, whose hands were locked in silver handcuffs, knew that the person who made such a noise was probably Miss Makima. Only she could make such a noise.

The Chiba Prefectural Police Deputy Chief swallowed stiffly. If he had known this would happen... he would have taken his men in to pretend.

The one who caused this commotion must be someone from the Anti-Magic Public Security Bureau, right? Recalling the conversation they had just had in the helicopter, the deputy chief felt a wave of fear and regret for his own stubbornness.

This is no longer a question of whether or not to take responsibility. The question is: will someone with such inhuman power willingly submit to power? Will they obediently walk into the cage of power?

The Deputy Minister guessed that she probably would. She still didn't dare to do anything to him. Otherwise, the Cabinet Secretariat would be composed of people from the Demon Public Security Bureau. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, confident that the Demon Public Security Bureau wouldn't do anything to him for delaying.

"Deputy Minister, look at that!"

On the main thoroughfare, rows of SAT police officers, wearing specialized helmets and bulletproof vests, arrived one after another. Their faces, hidden behind their white-glowing goggles, emanated a cold, murderous aura that caused the Vice Minister's pupils to shrink.

How could it be the SAT?

SAT is Japan's specialized counter-terrorism special assault force, a type of police force. It is affiliated with the National Police Agency of Japan, headquartered in the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department, and has branches in Kyoto, Osaka, Hokkaido, and other places. The nearest SAT will only be deployed in the event of a terrorist act.

The Chiba area belongs to Tokyo, and the SAT troops in Tokyo can usually only be mobilized by the Metropolitan Superintendent and the Cabinet Secretariat.

Things...got a big deal.

Cold sweat instantly drenched the Vice Minister's back. He had assumed that resolving the hostage situation and apprehending Kira would at most fall under the umbrella of the Anti-Demon Public Security. But if even the SAT were deployed, then the Truth Cult incident would be defined by the higher-ups as a counter-terrorism operation.

Counterterrorism operations typically don't even require evidence or public opinion. Once confirmed, they're considered top-tier, with anyone who resists being shot on the spot. Furthermore, they're considered major news both domestically and internationally, even surpassing the impact of designated incidents in a wider area.