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

Thinking about all this, am I suffering from some kind of pretentious, artsy syndrome?

Li Cheng yawned, finding his own thoughts somewhat amusing. tide, who had been lying on his lap, had already closed her eyes slightly, looking extremely sleepy.

Speaking of which, that newbie named Kamijou Touma's physical condition is really too poor. I should arrange a training plan for him after he recovers and is discharged from the hospital.

Okay, let's start by having him do 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, and 100 squats every day, and then run 10 kilometers. This is the most basic training, and as a member of Team Six, Touma Kamijou can't not even stick to something as simple as this.

As Li Cheng was pondering this, he looked down and found that tide was already fast asleep on his lap, snoring away. Unlike her expressionless face when she was awake, Xi's face showed a natural smile when she was asleep. Coupled with her soft cheeks, it really made people want to... cough, want to take good care of her.

Looking up at the clock again, it was only a little past nine o'clock at night. Li Cheng couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself that tide was such a little sleepyhead. He reached out and gently hugged tide.

He went into the bedroom, gently placed her on her small bed, and covered her with the blanket. Of course, he also brought her the fox-shaped pillow that she had to hug even while sleeping. Then, realizing he had nothing else to do, Li Cheng turned off the TV and the room lights. He then took off his coat and went to bed himself.

For Li Cheng and Yu Xi, it was just another ordinary day. But for others, the night was still long.

"Team leader, how did it go? Did you find it?"

At the sixth branch office, in front of a computer, Kiritsugu Emiya sat solemnly and asked a question to the other end of the communicator.

“Hmm,” Ryougi Shiki replied calmly as she walked through the filthy corridor of a narrow apartment building, her dark gray eyes fixed on a half-open door ahead. “Found it.”

"Okay, be careful. I'll take charge of monitoring the surrounding area. This time, we absolutely cannot let this guy get away again."

"Enough with the nonsense. If it weren't for Tohsaka and Kamijou's issues, things would have turned out like that," Ryougi Shiki said, clearly extremely dissatisfied with the previous incident involving her incompetent teammates. "Quiet down. Focus on your monitoring duties. I'm going in."

Kiritsugu Emiya did not reply. With a sullen face, he opened various ports on his computer and began connecting to the surveillance systems in the street shops.

Something still feels off...

Suddenly stopping what he was doing, Kiritsugu Emiya sighed, reached into his pocket, and pulled out an old-fashioned flip phone.

Although I don't know what's going on, I definitely feel that something is wrong with this whole thing. I can't quite put my finger on it, but I just feel that something is off, very off.

This uneasy premonition is often accompanied by a potentially huge danger. Kiritsugu Emiya had felt this way before, but never before had he felt so uneasy, so suffocated, as if his life was about to be completely controlled by someone else.

He turned on the phone, which only had one contact. And for some reason, the phone had extremely strict system restrictions; he couldn't make calls, only send text messages, and only one fixed code text message could be sent.

This was given to him by his son, Emiya Mumei, a few months ago; it was said to be a crucial item that could save his life. By pressing the text message button, at most one day, any enemy, no matter what kind, would be dealt with by the person contacted by that text message.

Without hesitation, following his intuition, Kiritsugu Emiya typed out the pre-arranged string of characters and pressed the send button.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, in that cramped apartment building, Ryougi Shiki moved forward steadily, reached out, and pushed open the peeling door in front of her.

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With the MC system, Senju wandered helplessly in this world of steel ruins. He thought he was all alone until he met his companions and found a purpose for survival. He traveled with them and walked with them. Even if going up was the end, he would find a way to break through the dead end and survive.

The worlds I've experienced: Girls' Last Tour → What are you doing at the end of the world? Are you free? Can you come and save us? → Is it wrong to try and pick up girls in a dungeon? → ? ? ?

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Section 38, Chapter Sixteen: Pursuit and Questions

Pushing open the door, the floor was a mess, with many blood-stained bandages scattered around, an empty painkiller box, an iodine bottle, and dirty cotton swabs strewn everywhere.

It's conceivable that the other person received thorough wound treatment. However, no matter how professional the treatment, it's impossible for the wound to heal significantly in just two days.

Standing in the middle of the broken floor littered with trash, Ryougi Shiki silently looked at Araya Sōren, who was also silent, as he slowly rose from the ground.

"You've arrived."

He began to speak.

Ryougi Shiki rushed forward and stabbed him without exchanging any words.

"Tsk, really..."

Instead of fighting head-on, Araya Sōren turned around and smashed through the wall beside him, falling from mid-air and kneeling on one knee, creating a spiderweb-like crater in the ground. Then he stood up and started running.

Ryougi Shiki also jumped down from the large hole in the wall, but instead of landing on the ground, she lightly stood on a street lamp by the roadside. Then, with a swift movement, she leaped lightly as if weightless, jumping from one street lamp to another, quickly catching up with Araya Sōren ahead.

If this continues, will we be unable to escape...?

Without hesitation, Araya Sōren turned and smashed the glass of a clothing store next to him. He rushed into the store amidst the piercing alarm, followed by Ryougi Shiki with ghostly speed. Through the shattered glass, her pupils and the blade in her hand gleamed coldly.

Araya Souren ran a few steps quickly, grabbed a sofa from the store, and turned to throw it at Ryougi Shiki behind her. But as if she had anticipated his move, she simply moved forward and slid to avoid the flying sofa. The large sofa then crashed to the ground, smashing into countless shards of glass with a loud thud.

At the same time, Ryougi Shiki's figure had already arrived beside Araya Souren, and the battle broke out in an instant. Blades, iron fists, cold shadows, and strong winds flashed, creating countless afterimages in a flash, and then, in the next moment, the two figures separated. Araya Souren's body flew backward, crashing through a solid wall, rolling on the ground with the scattered bricks and cement fragments, while Ryougi Shiki did not stop, clearly intending to continue the pursuit.

She hastily stood up and launched a hasty counterattack. The tall man swung his fists, launching a fierce attack on the petite woman. However, all his heavy punches landed on empty air. With just a few slight movements, she dodged all of his blows and instantly closed the distance between them.

The sharp short blade touched Araya's skin in the next moment.

"Fearless—"

With no way to avoid it, Araya Sōren had no choice but to use a barrier that he had hastily created while hiding. The conceptual defense perfectly withstood this seemingly fatal blow, but in the process, the defensive runes instantly dimmed.

As expected, the hastily assembled team was too weak; with their current strength, they could probably only withstand three more hits at most.

Having made his decision, Araya Sōren fled without hesitation. Ryōshiki, who was behind him, rubbed his arm, which was still a little sore and numb from the previous attack, and then quickly gave chase.

On the quiet street, the occasional jarring sounds of collisions rang out. Each impact was followed by a muffled thud, then a figure staggered and fell, or was sent flying backward. If someone looked closely, they would see a relatively petite figure swiftly striking another tall and muscular man.

It's been an hour, and he's injured like this, yet he still won't stop...

Wiping the beads of sweat from her forehead, Ryougi Shiki looked at the man who stumbled to his feet and continued his escape, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

He kicked the seriously injured man, sending him sprawling to the ground. Just as Ryougi Shiki was about to step forward, he suddenly stood up, grabbed a parked car, lifted it up, and slammed it down on Ryougi Shiki.

Bang!

After the loud noise, the car was cut straight in half, as if by laser cutting, and then the man fell to the ground again.

The continuous heavy blows finally showed signs of fatigue in him. Blood dripped down his face, and the man on the ground struggled, but could not get up for a while.

"No, not yet, not yet..." Araya Souren was still struggling, "For... Goddess, for Goddess... I cannot... fall..."

They're still talking about it being for the goddess...

"What are you doing, you idiot?"

Ryougi Shiki finally spoke, her face full of impatience and disdain, as she stopped in her tracks.

"When did you become the bishop of this evil cult? You used to be a despicable guy, but at least you weren't this stupid."

As she spoke, she walked up to the man, looked down at his slightly confused expression, and felt even more disgusted. Without hesitation, she brandished the dagger in her hand.

With a flash of blood, within a few breaths, Ryougi Shiki precisely severed the tendons of Araya Sōren's limbs. However, the man, who had lost control of his limbs, was still struggling to move his body and trying to stand up.

"I cannot fall here for the sake of the goddess..." Araya Sōren's eyes were empty as he kept repeating the same sentence, "I cannot fall here for the sake of the goddess."

"It's not for the goddess, at least not for you."

As if mocking, as if belittling, Ryougi Shiki, standing beside her, spoke calmly.

"What...do you understand? Only the goddess, only the goddess..."

"Isn't it about saving the world?"

"..."

As if his brain had suddenly frozen, Araya Sōren's body abruptly stopped. He looked up blankly, as if he had heard something unbelievable.

"What did you say?"

Those were words that belittled his faith in the goddess, words that denied his love for the goddess—things he shouldn't have listened to, shouldn't have thought about. But… he wanted to know.

He wanted to know, he wanted to know. What exactly did that woman just say? He didn't understand, he didn't comprehend, but he wanted to know, he wanted to understand. He clearly had no memory of it, but Araya Sōren had a strange feeling, a sense of mission that he had to find out.

It's as if I really did travel and wander for something other than a goddess, and dedicated my whole life to it, and I must complete and realize it.

Ah, what is that...?

“Three years ago, before I and Orihime were forced to undergo the separation surgery,” Ryougi Shiki said slowly in a calm tone, sheathing her dagger, whether out of pity or boredom, “you found me and tried to control me in order to obtain a way to the ‘Root’.”

"source……"

The root? What is that? Is it something special? It couldn't possibly be more important than my goddess, could it? No, that's not right. Ah, I can't remember. What is it? What is it?

Am I searching for... the root cause? Why am I searching for... the root cause?

The man lying on the ground closed his eyes in a daze, silent as if he had lost his soul, his head down, only breathing slowly.

What had I been pursuing? Yes, what had I been pursuing before the goddess? Something extremely important, something I would give my life for, the source of compassion.

Ah, yes, the root is not what I seek; the root is the path I take. I hope to go to the root, the source of the planet's power, to find answers, records, knowledge, and judgment. Only then can I understand what I want to understand.

What happened...?

“What… is it…” Araya Souren raised his head with difficulty, “What… is it that I forgot?”

Is it because the obsession is too strong that even a slight external prompting can immediately loosen the shackles on one's mind?

"Although I've only heard Kanya and Touko mention it once or twice, well, I'll tell you here anyway, so you can at least be killed by me while you're conscious."

Ryougi Shiki looked at the disheveled man in front of her and slowly spoke.

"What you're after is—who is it?!"

From a casual expression to a wary stance, Ryougi Shiki completed the transformation in less than a second, swiftly hurling the intricately carved dagger toward the direction from which she had sensed the disturbance.

But the next moment, a seductive voice rang out behind her:

"Oh dear, if you treat me so fiercely, it will make me—very excited."

A chilling, utterly terrifying feeling washed over her. Every inch of her skin, every hair, every cell was desperately trying to convey fear and terror. It was an incredibly frightening presence, an existence she couldn't possibly contend with, an existence that could take her life in an instant, an existence... standing right behind her!

Almost reflexively, Ryougi Shiki leaped up, quickly creating distance and turning to face her opponent. During this time, however, her opponent remained completely still, allowing Ryougi Shiki to escape, seemingly unconcerned about wasting such a good opportunity to attack.

At this moment, Ryougi Shiki finally saw what the other person looked like.

Tall and voluptuous, she wore a yellowish-purple dress that barely covered her body, revealing glimpses of her skin everywhere. Any slight movement would inevitably result in another exposure. A pair of dark purple bull horns grew from her head, while her golden eyes, radiating an eerie allure, sent chills down one's spine, despite her stunningly beautiful face.

Yes, beautiful. But at first glance, Ryougi Shiki felt an unparalleled beauty in the other woman, not the natural appreciation one feels upon seeing beauty. At that moment, this beauty was like a corrosive, living thing, striving to break through her mind and pierce her soul. It was something no human should possess; it was as if the direct manifestation of lust and desire. This strange woman stood there.

Beside the unconscious Araya Souren, this woman, radiating an eerie and bewitching charm, bowed slightly, offering Ryougi Shiki a beautiful yet unsettling smile, before slowly speaking:

"Sesshouin Kiara greets you. Hello, Ryougi Shiki-san, I've wanted to see you for a very, very long time!"