I adopted a child demon from the Gap, and I'm a special agent for the Bureau of Supernatural Ab

Because of his affiliation with the Freedom Alliance, the Freedom Alliance government made an extradition request for him. He was then extradited by the Japanese government and will be sent back to the Freedom Alliance to face trial and punishment.

"A terrorist stormed in and led a massacre, but in the end, another country had to try her. International affairs are indeed quite complicated."

After turning off the TV, Li Cheng couldn't help but sigh.

It would be impossible for Li Cheng to say he had no feelings about it. Having witnessed so many horrific scenes in Tokyo, he felt not even the slightest pity for those magicians. In fact, after that massacre, he no longer considered them his own kind or as human beings.

Are you angry, Cheng?

Zi, sitting on the sofa, yawned and asked Li Cheng, who was sitting next to her.

“Of course not, it’s just a bit complicated,” Li Cheng sighed, put down the TV remote, and lay down on the sofa. “But personally, I still hope that Wind in the Foreground can get the punishment it deserves. If I hadn’t been knocked unconscious by the magic explosion, I would have killed her directly. There would never have been a situation like Kamijou’s where he spared the other’s life because of power and mentality.”

This is certainly not a criticism of Touma Kamijou. Li Cheng is well aware that Touma Kamijou, who is essentially just a young man fresh out of college, simply cannot possess the decisive and ruthless personality that the other members of Team Six have when dealing with enemies. In fact, he is the kind of person who, even if someone is an enemy, as long as they are not beyond redemption, will try to save them as well; generally speaking, he tends to be a bit of a pushover.

It is said that the reason why Touma Kamijou did not finish off Kaze after defeating him was because he heard some news from Kaze.

It's such a pity, if only Xin hadn't been caught in the trap because he acted prematurely.

Kiritsugu Emiya's reaction to this matter was much more radical than Li Cheng's. He even proposed hijacking the prison wagon to execute the wind in front of him. However, considering the seriousness of the incident, the large number of people being escorted, and the series of possible consequences, the proposal was ultimately rejected by Li Cheng and Wuming.

Aleister's Academy City construction project continues at a rapid pace. It is said that some people have organized crowds to protest, but Aleister seems to have had foresight and built walls in advance to block the rioters. As for those who want to climb over the walls, the mercenaries patrolling the walls are all equipped with stun guns and tranquilizer guns, so no one will have the opportunity to cross the walls.

Li Cheng had no interest in following up on any further news, because the action team no longer needed to get involved in this matter; their work was done.

In other words, it's holiday time now. Under normal circumstances, Li Cheng should be relaxing at home watching TV, playing games, exchanging a few jokes with Zi, or going to the supermarket to see what good quality ingredients are available, and then cooking a couple of dishes when he gets back.

However, I really don't have that kind of interest right now.

Pulling back the curtains, the street was deathly still, almost devoid of pedestrians and vehicles. It didn't resemble a bustling, neon-lit city center, but rather Li Cheng's hometown, an abandoned old district.

The day after the Magician's Invasion ended, most of the survivors in the entire Tokyo metropolitan area were still in a weakened state. Shops were closed, restaurants were empty, and there were not enough police officers to maintain order on the streets, although there was no need to maintain order on the streets, as most people were still at home, in hospitals, or burned to ashes and buried in the ground.

The crematorium is now the busiest place in Tokyo, with countless families lining up in long queues to accompany their loved ones who died in the chaos on their final journey.

A holiday like this is better off not having...

Li Cheng stood by the window, looking at the empty street and fell silent.

“承”.

Zi's ​​gentle voice sounded behind him. He turned around and saw the blonde girl smiling softly at him, reaching out to gently cup his cheek.

"It's okay. No one in this world is omnipotent. You defeated the vast majority of your enemies, making you an undisputed hero of this city. You've done your best. Without you, things would only be worse. There's no need to let yourself get upset."

"No, I just..."

Li Cheng wanted to say something, but didn't know how to explain it. His voice trailed off for a long time, and he finally fell silent again. He simply reached out and gently covered Zi's hands, which were stroking his cheeks.

"Cheng just feels that these ordinary people shouldn't have ended up like this, isn't that right?"

Zi chuckled softly, a sly glint in her eyes.

"They clearly had so much happiness, lives of their own, fathers striving for their families, or innocent and adorable children. These people shouldn't have sacrificed their lives for something completely unrelated to them. The reason Cheng feels pain and sorrow is because he can't accept this, isn't that right?"

"purple……"

"Hehe, after all, Chenghe and I have shared memories together. If you want to figure out what's on your mind, you introverted guy, I'm really, really good at it~"

"Where am I being a repressed pervert?"

Li Cheng smiled helplessly, then Zi gently tapped his nose with her finger.

"Standing by the window pretending to be deep in thought, yet refusing to reveal what you're thinking—isn't that just being a repressed pervert? You even said you wanted to be family, but we ended up having to come over and comfort you."

Zi showed a helpless expression as if facing a mischievous child, deliberately rubbing her forehead and making an exaggerated sighing gesture. Li Cheng couldn't help but laugh, bending down to gently hug Zi. Her warm and soft body sent a faint fragrance into his nose, and Zi also gently hugged Li Cheng, placing her small hand on Li Cheng's head and stroking it lightly.

"If there's anything you can't figure out, you can come here for advice. After all, our experience is much greater than Cheng's, isn't it?"

Zi gently stroked Li Cheng's head, speaking softly as if she were talking to a child.

"Yes, I will. Thank you, Zi."

Li Cheng buried his head in Zi's chest and answered solemnly.

"If you really want to thank us, make something nice for lunch. We've been eating hotel food for several days and we're getting tired of it. It's better to eat something made by our family."

Zi, on the other hand, patted Li Cheng's head with some dissatisfaction, her tone full of disgust, as if the few days she spent in the hotel were quite terrible.

"Haha, of course, that's no problem. But I remember the hotel's chef is a really amazing guy. I can't possibly compare to him, can I?"

"Hmph, Cheng is really superficial. For demons, the food we eat isn't just about the taste; the emotions contained within the food are also something we consume~"

That chef was indeed skilled, possessing exquisite culinary techniques, and truly poured his heart into his dishes. However, only the person who cherishes you most in their life can infuse food with love and happiness. Li Cheng was unaware that Zi, being a conceptual spirit, could taste the emotions and thoughts he carried when cooking for her, which was why she especially loved the meals he prepared.

However, there's no need to make this so obvious. Anyway, he's already become half of our own kind. Although he's a bit too slow-witted, give him a few hundred or a few thousand years, and he'll naturally understand these things.

As for now...

Seeing Li Chengxing excitedly preparing to go out to buy groceries, Zi couldn't help but chuckle, opening her folding fan to conceal her slightly flustered expression.

Now, let this idiot experience the days to come. Anyway, he and we are already bound together until the end of the world.

Speaking of which, there's a topic I haven't seriously discussed with him yet.

“承”.

She called out to Li Cheng, who had just put on his shoes and was about to open the door to go out. Zi leaned against the wall by the door and looked over with an ambiguous expression.

"Cheng, for you, would you rather have a girl or a boy?"

With a nonchalant tone, Zi uttered words that left Li Cheng stunned on the spot.

"Boy? Girl?! Wait, Zi, could it be that you..."

However, this idiot seems to have made a connection to something else entirely.

"Not yet, at least not yet."

Zi interrupted Li Cheng impatiently, and then, seeing that his expression had clearly darkened, she immediately felt a little annoyed.

"We're monsters, and we're quite special gap monsters at that. It's very difficult for us to reproduce like ordinary humans. We've only just grasped a little bit of the idea yet. So, Cheng, do you want a child? What kind of child do you want?"

However, despite being slightly emotional, Zi still told Li Cheng the current situation frankly. She was indeed unable to conceive directly like an ordinary woman. As a demon, she was fundamentally different from humans. It was just that due to various reasons, she had formed a body with characteristics similar to human women.

"I'm fine with both boys and girls!"

Li Cheng gave an answer that wasn't really an answer at all, but for humans, this type of answer is quite common.

"Speaking of which, Zi, you said you've grasped a line of thought, what kind of line of thought are you referring to? Actually, I'm quite curious about it too, about our descendants and such."

It seems that Li Cheng is more concerned about how the child will be born than whether it is a boy or a girl.

“It’s hard for me to explain the specifics to you, since it involves controlling one’s own realm of power,” Zi shook her head, then her eyes suddenly sharpened. “However, if Cheng wants to help, it’s not impossible.”

How can I help?

Li Cheng followed up with a question.

"Of course, it's about helping in this area!"

Zi smiled and stretched out her hands, bending one hand into a ring, then raising the index finger of her other hand and gently moving it back and forth twice into the ring of the other hand.

"Oh, is that so? Well, it seems I need to work harder these days."

Instantly understanding what Zi meant, Li Cheng wiped the cold sweat from his brow, said something that sounded like self-encouragement, opened the door, and went out to buy groceries.

Next, I should find some time to ask someone if there are any special medicines suitable for superhumans.

As he went downstairs, he saw an elderly man who lived on the first floor, wearing black-rimmed glasses and leaning on a cane, walking back from his stroll. After greeting the old man, Li Cheng walked onto the street and headed towards the supermarket.

Does the name Zi mean that the two of them will be able to have a child in the near future?

In his memory, a lonely and timid figure reappeared before Li Cheng's eyes.

tide, her first child, a child who was born fragile, whom she was unable to devote all her energy to caring for, and who ultimately passed away at a young age.

If she could have lived a healthy life to this day, she would probably be a graceful young woman, and perhaps... maybe she could have overcome her congenital defects, and at least be able to speak more and communicate with more people.

Standing on the deserted street, Li Cheng looked at the gloomy sky and suddenly felt a sense of melancholy.

If I could truly have another child, a child born from my love and my own, this time, I would absolutely protect that child's life and never let tragedy happen again.

After making up his mind, Li Cheng took another step forward. At that moment, the communicator suddenly rang. Picking it up, Li Cheng found that it was a message from Kiritsugu Emiya.

What's going on? Is this guy really planning to hijack the car?

"Hey, Cheng, have you heard? The new prime minister is planning to use Touma Kamijou for publicity."

Thank goodness it wasn't a carjacking. Wait, is this some kind of publicity stunt?

"It seems that because of the dead atmosphere in the country caused by the attack, the new prime minister is preparing to promote a hero to boost the morale. In the key battle to annihilate the invaders, only you, Shin, and Touma Kamijou are key figures. You and Shin are foreigners, which is not conducive to propaganda, while Touma Kamijou happens to be a local and has indeed captured one of the two enemy leaders. Now it seems that the authorities intend to portray him as a hero and promote him widely."

Hero, Kamijou Touma?

Indeed, based on his performance that night, Touma Kamijou certainly deserves the title of hero. With the power of a C-class esper, he challenged a vicious group of magician terrorists and ultimately captured one of the enemy's two leaders. This achievement is nothing short of heroic.

However, would Kamijou accept such a national-level promotional package?

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Section 338, Chapter 17: "Hypocrites" and Sincerity

In the dimly lit room, Aleister sat calmly on a bench, looking at the faintly lit table in front of him and the projected images of Academy City. Suddenly, a news report started playing beside him. Aleister glanced at it and saw that it was about the hero of the Tokyo attacks, telling the story of a boy named Touma Kamijou who, after a fierce battle, finally captured a high-ranking member of a terrorist organization.

"...Is it finally starting?"

Aleister glanced at the news report, then casually closed it, a slight smile involuntarily creeping onto his lips.

Outside the room was a vast and magnificent city, with towering buildings neatly arranged. Construction vehicles were working on the city's edge, revealing more of the urban landscape. Further away, beyond the long walls and guards, were crowds of people gathered to protest.

Signs reading "Stop building Academy City," "Apologize to the victims," ​​and "You are the murderers" were held aloft by the angry crowd, accompanied by deafening protests and roars. But they dared not actually climb over the wall, because atop it, the silent guards had already struck several people with stun guns. After witnessing the victims' soiled excrement, the crowd, though furious, hesitated to charge forward.

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