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Because these homeless children affected the city's appearance and cleanliness, and could have a certain impact on the national interests at the time, the orphans were ordered to be cleared out.

Anyway, they are just unregistered people who are not even included in the registered population, so even if they are swept away, it will not have any impact.

So Nagi Arisuin saw hell on that day.

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

Blood was everywhere, staining the old floor completely red, and his younger siblings' pupils had completely lost focus.

This was done by the gang that hired him.

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

In a daze, Arisuin Nagi completely went berserk.

Before he knew it, he had arrived at the gang's hideout. He had been there countless times, able to arrive instantly using his supernatural abilities.

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

Nearly a hundred gang members were slaughtered by him, a child who was not even six years old.

They killed them all; not a single person was left.

"Don't come over..."

The remaining younger siblings who hadn't been dealt with looked at him with fear on their faces, letting out piercing screams and yelling for him to leave.

But Nagi Arisuin understood this very well at the time.

You can't blame his younger siblings; even adults would be terrified to see this.

It's only natural that my younger siblings are so young and would be afraid of blood and severed limbs.

Then...

"They actually killed all my prey?"

"But you seem quite interesting, would you like to come with me?"

One of the twelve apostles of 'Rebellion,' the one-armed swordsman Wallenstein, came before him and extended this invitation.

This can only be considered a coincidence.

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

That's right. It's not just orphans; those low-level gangsters are also seen as social scum in the eyes of the upper echelons.

But even so, Wallenstein discovered a rough gem.

A piece of raw jade that only needs careful carving can reveal its brilliance.

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

In the midst of a snowy winter, Nagi Arisuin, her eyes lifeless, presented her conditions.

"I'll go with you as long as these two conditions are met."

The 100 million was intended to ensure that the remaining members of the monastery could have enough money to live on.

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

The One-Armed Sword Master agreed.

That very evening, he brought with him a hundred million yuan and the mayor's still-bleeding head.

That very night, he stepped into that dark world without looking back.

……

The night of the second day.

Inside the student dormitory of the Pojun Academy, Kusakabe Kagami sat in front of her computer, the keyboard clattering loudly.

What was displayed on her computer was the information about students from other colleges of the suspect that Haramura Makoto had given her.

It's not just the basic information that Guide Hara initially presented.

Above it are also the materials she collected from various videos throughout the day, which are several times more detailed.

This was a task that Haramura Makoto suddenly assigned to her.

Although, according to Makoto Haramura, there was probably enough 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 and write a report about such a major event, she would be betraying her journalistic spirit.

"Just like what Haramura said."

"These people have probably all hidden their true abilities, especially this Hiraga Reisen."

Kagami Kusakabe's gaze was fixed on Reisen Hiraga's match video.

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

Kagami Kusakabe has been directly locked in.

This performance was so obvious. Only one video data point could be found, and it was a game that was almost instantly defeated. The line really didn't look like a steel wire.

This is then linked to the attack on Makoto Haramura.

That basically confirms that the puppeteer is probably that man.

"Moreover, everyone's background is too standard, there is no fault to be found, as if they were produced on a factory assembly line. These people definitely have a problem."

Kagami Kusakabe's enthusiasm soared.

Even though he had been working all day, his spirits were actually getting better and better.

But it was on this very night.

In the next second—

"Pfft-"

The sound of flesh being torn apart rang out, and a dark purple dagger silently appeared from behind her.

Kusakabe Kagami was stunned, then mechanically lowered her head.

Then she saw it—a dark purple dagger tip emerging from the very center of her chest.

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

"I'm sorry, Jiajiamei-chan, I never expected that you would be able to investigate to this extent."

A slender and tall figure emerged directly from the shadows and came to the front of the computer. Looking at the webpage that Kusakabe Kagami had not yet closed, she uttered a sound of admiration.

This is a man with a rather delicate appearance.

Her delicate face bore a hint of melancholy, her eyebrows drooped, and the smile on her lips was one that conveyed no genuine joy.

Kusakabe Kagami seemed to want to open her mouth for help, but her lips opened and closed, yet she couldn't make a sound. Her mind was becoming hazy, her breathing was becoming difficult, and her consciousness was slowly being stripped away.

"Don't worry, Jiajia-chan."

"Although that guy's orders to me were to get rid of you, he already considers you my friend and won't kill you."

Nagi Arisuin stared coldly at Kagami Kusakabe, who was lying on the ground, with an indifferent gaze and tone.

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

"However, we may not have the chance to meet again."

He reached out, moved the mouse, and made a gesture as if to delete all the data on the computer.

"Don't worry, you'll have plenty of opportunities to meet."

"Om-"

With a humming sound that seemed to vibrate, the pitch-black hole opened directly in the wall.

Emerging from that hollow were Makoto Haramura and Kurono Shinguji.

"That's right, it's in the school's detention room."

With practiced ease, Shinguji Kurono lit a cigarette, then held up a white pistol-shaped spirit weapon, aiming the muzzle at Arisuin Nagi.

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

Nagi Arisuin was stunned for a moment, staring at everything in front of her with disbelief, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

"So that's how it is. Was I being watched a long time ago?"

"When exactly did it start?"

His body was frantically warning him, screaming for him to leave immediately—a sixth sense that had naturally developed over his long career as an assassin.

I had no sensation whatsoever and didn't see any other movement.

Haramura Makoto disappeared from his sight, and when he reappeared, he was already beside him, squatting down and supporting Kusakabe Kagami.

"About ten days ago."

"I'm sorry, Kusakabe. Even though I was speeding up, I still managed to hurt you."

"I will make it up to you in this regard."

For Kagami Kusakabe, Makoto Haramura felt a great deal of guilt.

Although I had already explained to Kagami Kusakabe that I was going to use her as bait at the beginning.

Kusakabe Kagami agreed to the matter, but he still failed to fulfill his responsibility to protect her in the first instance.

Kusakabe Kagami got injured. What if Arisuin Nagi had used a physical weapon instead of a fantasy weapon?

This injury is enough to be fatal for Kusakabe Kagami; even a medical ward would probably have difficulty healing him.

"it does not matter."

"Didn't we agree on this a long time ago? Please don't take it to heart."

"By the way, please help me to bed. I want to listen to the interrogation before I go to sleep."

Despite being overcome by drowsiness, Kusakabe Kagami stubbornly kept her eyelids open.

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

"Okay, take care of yourself. If you really can't take care of yourself, I can keep a record for you."

"I said it was the same afterward."

"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.

"...They will tell you everything properly."

"surrender!"

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

He didn't even have a chance to escape, let alone win. Anyone else could have escaped by hiding in their own shadow passage.

But who is this person in front of me?

Formerly ranked third in the world, now the strongest at Po Jun Academy.

They are still two time-manipulating swordsmen.

Despair upon despair.

"You're very pragmatic. You honestly confessed everything, and it's not entirely impossible that we'd forgive you depending on the circumstances."

After all, Nagi Arisuin didn't actually kill Kagami Kusakabe.

Logically, the intention is to let her go, so this guy hasn't committed an unforgivable crime.

In any case, within the 'Alliance', the punishment for Bladebreakers is already very lenient.

"You've investigated so much already, you've probably guessed it by now."

"We want..."

……

On the morning of the third day, at Po Jun Academy!

Summer vacation is not completely over yet, and most students are still in their hometowns, so the schools are still empty with few students. Only a small number of students are still working hard to improve themselves and are staying at school.

But it was at this very moment.