I said you are all war criminals

"Boss, your squid is too expensive! Lao Wang's next door only sells it for five dollars, and you're charging ten! Are you trying to rob me?" Yanai saw Xingcai shouting in Cantonese at the top of her lungs, like an old woman arguing at the market.

The boss was a lean, middle-aged man, fanning himself slowly with a palm-leaf fan, looking helpless: "Girl, my squid is made with a secret recipe. How can it be the same as the one from Lao Wang's? This is a craft passed down from my ancestors..."

"Heirloom? How could such a terrible recipe be passed down from your ancestors? I think you're just passing down a recipe that's a scam!" Yanai saw Xingcai's merciless complaints, poking the grilled squid with a look of disgust.

After some haggling, Yanai saw Xingcai finally secure the "family heirloom" grilled squid for three yuan, and a smug smile spread across her face. She took a big bite and mumbled, "For this taste, three yuan is too much!"

After walking through the crowd, Yana saw Kyoko sitting on a park bench. Next to her was a huge travel backpack, bulging with what looked like all sorts of strange things.

Yanai saw Kyoko pull out her phone from her backpack, skillfully opened a live streaming platform, and started a live broadcast.

"Hello everyone! I'm your Xiao Xingcai! Right now, I'm in a beautiful... uh..." She paused, looking up at her surroundings, "a beautiful... park in some unknown city! Today, I'll be broadcasting my world travels live to you all!"

“I’ve already used the food blogger globetrotting meme!”

Bai Ye was furious, "Don't steal the gag!"

The simulator ignored Bai Ye's outburst.

[Excuse me, what is the next object to be observed? ]

That’s great, you can even ask yourself questions.

Hakuno thought about it, the next characters to appear are... Ohba Nana and Shiina Riki?

"Let's take a look at Shiina Riki first and see what she's doing."

[At the Shiina Detective Agency, the already somewhat aged Riki is teaching his students tracking techniques.]

Inside the dim detective agency, the air was filled with the smell of cheap coffee and worn paper. Shiina Riki, the once-renowned young detective, now had wrinkles around her eyes and her hair had lost its former luster. But her eyes, sharp as a hawk's, seemed to see through any disguise.

"Remember," she said in a hoarse voice to the timid young apprentice in front of her, "the essence of tracking is 'hiding', not 'being invisible'. You don't need to disappear completely, you just need to blend into the environment and become part of the background."

She hunched over, walked to the wall, and picked up a wrinkled windbreaker. The next second, as if by magic, she wrapped herself in the windbreaker, donned a hat and sunglasses, and instantly became shorter, her demeanor shrinking and inconspicuous.

"See? This is environmental camouflage. Utilizing everything around you to change your shape, temperament, and even gender."

Shiina Riki's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying the confidence of a seasoned veteran.

[The young apprentice nodded repeatedly.]

Li Xi quickly shed her windbreaker, donning a loose-fitting tracksuit and a baseball cap. She instantly radiated energy, as if she'd aged forty years. Then, she donned a vibrant cape, accessorized with exaggerated earrings and sunglasses, transforming into a stylish urban woman. Finally, she wrapped herself in a heavy black cloak, pulled on the hood, and vanished into the shadows, as silent as a ghost.

This isn't just a disguise, it's magic.

Are you Kaito Kidd?

No, compared to this...

"We still need detectives in this day and age? Hasn't crime been eradicated yet?"

Bai Ye wanted to complain about this side more.

Honestly, after hearing the simulator's initial explanation, Hakuno had thought this world was a true utopia, one where no one would pick up anything they found on the streets. Unexpectedly, even in such a world, there were still crimes and detectives.

【No one can take crime away from humanity.】

"What if I set it this way?"

Simulators are not humans.

"Tsk, I don't want to take crime away from humans anyway."

Hakuno then asked, "What about Nana Ohba?"

"So, your Zanpakutō is the source of the Shinigami's power, and also your companion. Treat it well, understand?" Ōba Nana's gentle voice echoed across the training ground, like a spring flowing through dry land. Her long golden hair shone in the sunlight, a stark contrast to her snow-white captain's haori.

The new recruits lined up neatly, most of them young men freshly drafted from Rukongai, their faces a mixture of nervousness and excitement. Following the reforms, Shinigami no longer had to be graduates of the Shinō Academy; some now recruited from Rukongai. However, on the other hand, the Shinigami's job was no longer to "protect the Seireitei" but to promote the development of Soul Society as much as possible.

【The 5th Division has now become the Civil Engineering Division.】

"Understood!" the team members responded in unison, their voices uneven but full of energy.

[Nana smiled lightly and walked up to a thin boy, who swallowed nervously.

"May I have your name?"】

"Kirai-suke!" the boy stammered, avoiding Nana's gaze.

[Nana squatted down and looked at the boy at eye level.

"Jizhu, don't be afraid. Tell me, why did you become a god of death?"

[Isuke holds Asado tightly, lowers his head and whispers, "I want... I want to protect my sister..."]

Nana gently touched Jingsuke's head, "Very good, protecting important people is an important reason to become a god of death. But, Jingsuke, strength is not for showing off, nor is it for hurting others. True strength is protection and compassion."

Then, Nana Ohba stood up again. "Everyone, I hope you all understand that our goal as Shinigami is to create Soul Society, the afterlife, into a gentle and peaceful world where humans no longer fear death. Our power is not meant for fighting."

"Wow... You've even denied the very foundation of Bleach as a passionate fighting manga."

Bai Ye said with a smile.

After watching so many episodes, to be honest, Bai Ye has a rough idea of what's going on. To put it bluntly, it's just like that, a world where everyone is gentle and peaceful. Although it's not Bai Ye's taste, Bai Ye won't be so disappointed as to destroy this beauty.

This person is Bai Ye.

No matter what animation it is, I can watch it.

Whether it's "Yu-Gi-Oh! ARC-V", "Kemono Friends 2", or "Rent-a-Girlfriend"... Hakuno can watch them all.

Of course, it’s not history, but a masterpiece, and he can read it.

Hakuno can also watch "Clannad", "Shirobako" and "One Hundred Girlfriends Who Love You So Much".

"Anyway, I like watching girls stick together."

Hakuno concluded, pausing the simulator's projection. "Although this infrastructure thing is a bit boring, Nana Ohba is pretty good-looking, hehe."

【This machine highly values the player's good mentality. 】

[Would you like to continue watching other people's performances? ]

"Well... there's no one else..."

After watching Nana repeatedly for several seconds, Hakuno raised his hand and swung it violently.

"It all depends on Hong Xia's current situation!"

then.

The simulator showed "that scene".

That’s right, that’s what Ijichi Hongka looks like now.

After a brief moment of astonishment, Bai Ye immediately raised the question.

The simulator stopped hiding things and began answering all the questions Hakuno had.

It all makes sense.

All convincing.

So, Hakuno had to admit...

“…I really misjudged you.”

The rest is a story that needs no telling.

"I thought what you said before, 45% is me and 55% is Ili, was a joke... Because of the means, because of the way things are done, how can these things possibly account for 45% of a person."

Hakuno surrendered.

"Ahh, there's nothing we can do now."

After the king surrendered, all that remained was a review and discussion between the players, and the rearranging of the pieces...

"Sure enough, this guy is the real [Shirano Ichiri]."

1

Chapter 1 Introduction Chihaya Aine hates honey traps.

Chihaya Aine was in a very low mood.

She certainly had reason to be down.

Aiyin originally planned to go to England to start a new life... However, her English was not good enough to support living in England.

Damn Japanese English education!

You ruined my dream of studying abroad!

"Ah...I finally came back."

Aine looked out the plane window through her glasses.

Tokyo International Airport has appeared in the distance... I'm afraid the plane will land in a few minutes.

Only then did Aine truly feel that she had "escaped from England completely."

"Japan."

...In fact, poor oral English is just an excuse.

Aine knew that what really prevented her from communicating with others was not "language", but that she was no longer the center of the world.

The students who went to study in the UK with her all had their own dreams and opinions. Compared to them, Aiyin went to the UK just for the superficial reason of "wanting to go abroad".

Deep down, she had no reason to continue studying abroad.

and so.

She has come back.

"...So, is there a reason to return to Japan?"

Someone asked Aine this deep down in her heart.

"Is it okay to let the money your parents paid for your study abroad go to waste? After all, will you be able to fit in at high school after returning to Japan? You know, if you miss the start of school, you won't have many opportunities to mingle with your classmates."

That was her own voice.

Chihaya Aine listened to the faint voices rising repeatedly within her heart, remaining silent. The plane lurched slightly before landing smoothly at Tokyo International Airport. Aine removed her glasses and gently wiped them with a cloth, trying to mask the turmoil of anxiety swirling within her.

"Ah... you're back."

She whispered to herself, with a barely perceptible bitterness in her tone.

After picking up her luggage, Aine dragged the heavy suitcase and walked on the road of the airport... Fortunately, her parents did not come to pick her up, so Aine was not too embarrassed.

It would be really embarrassing if I met someone I knew at this time.

"Hey!"

It sounded like someone was shouting.

Aine subconsciously quickened her pace.

"thousand--"

Aiyin quickened her pace, practically jogging to shake off the voice behind her. Damn it, who is that? Could it be someone I know? Please, please don't! She just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, to escape everyone's sight. But the voice, like a maggot on her tarsal bones, grew closer and closer, finally stopping behind her.

There's no escape!

An indescribable irritation welled up in her heart. Aine bit her lower lip hard, her steps growing heavier. Her legs felt like they were filled with lead, and each step was incredibly difficult. The clamor of the airport seemed to be blocked out by a thick barrier, leaving only the sound of approaching footsteps, hammering at her eardrums, nearly suffocating her.

Finally, she had to stop, take a deep breath, and try to calm her pounding heart.

Who is it that sees me?

Slowly, she turned around, and her stiff neck made a slight "click" sound.

Is it a classmate, a teacher, or...

"You...who are you?"

What came into view was a strange figure.

Aine looked at the unfamiliar boy in front of her, her heart filled with confusion. His striking blue hair, like a failed case of cheap hair dye, stood out against the bright lights of the airport. She searched her memory but couldn't find any classmates who matched him. Rather, this boy looked a size older than her... Yes, this guy wasn't so much a boy as a young man, like someone who had skipped classes at some university.

"You...who are you?"

Aine pushed her glasses up on her nose, a hint of caution in her tone.

"I'm Bai Ye, and I've come specially to pick you up."