I said you are all war criminals

"Um……"

Kita seemed to be hesitating.

Perhaps, she was hesitating whether to tell Hai Ling the truth... Although, Hai Ling didn't even know what the truth was.

Finally…after a long time, Kita finally spoke.

"You may not believe this... but I am an alien."

Hai Ling was silent.

It was also a long time before Hai Ling said this.

"Even if you don't want to tell the truth, there's no need to tell such boring lies."

8

Chapter 8: The first generation of Kanesada.

After leaving the cafe, Hailing was still upset about what Kita said.

alien.

Back at the apartment, Hai Ling irritably kicked off her round-toed leather shoes and left them lying crookedly in the entrance.

Why did the topic of aliens come up?

To be honest, Hai Ling has the same attitude towards aliens and the supernatural.

At least in Hai Ling's opinion, aliens and the supernatural are not more credible or less credible.

…But, that’s not a reason to mix the two together, right?

The supernatural is the supernatural.

Aliens are aliens.

How is it possible to say that you are an alien when investigating supernatural events?

"...This is ridiculous."

Hai Ling was lying on her bed.

"That's not ridiculous at all."

The white-haired girl said this beside Hai Ling's bed.

Hai Ling was immediately frightened and rolled over, then took a defensive stance, "How did you get in? Stalker?"

The white-haired girl ignored Hailing's defensive posture and sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed. Her long snow-white hair cascaded down like a waterfall, almost drowning the sheets. "Nice to meet you. I am the Shoda Kanesada, and I am the sword of Master Kita-sama."

Hai Ling did not let down her guard and said in a cold tone: "You have illegally invaded my home. I am calling the police."

She took out her cell phone and pretended to dial a number.

The first Kanesada seemed to have completely ignored Kairin's warning and continued to talk to himself: "You should have discovered that my master... Kita is not an ordinary person. Just like she told you, she is an alien."

"...So, where's the evidence?"

Hai Ling flexibly applied what she learned today, "You're not going to tell me that I have to kill 10,000 people to find out if Xiduo is an alien, right?"

"What I want to say has nothing to do with the master's identity."

Kanesada completely ignored Hailing's words, "My master is too gentle, that's why she said these words to you today. But I am not gentle, so I will tell you the truth."

Kanesada said.

"[There is a supernatural power in this world]"

Before Kanesada's words had fully fallen, a cold, metallic sheen emanated from her body, a liquid-like sheen flowing across her surface, spreading rapidly. Her once-fair skin gradually gave way to a cold, steely hue, spreading ever faster and faster, as if steel were devouring flesh. Her snow-white hair stood on end, transforming into a flowing silver mane that gleamed with a chilling gleam under the metallic sheen. The bones of her limbs rubbed with a teeth-grinding sound as they stretched and deformed. Her once-slender fingers thickened, eventually solidifying into steel hooves. The crisp, piercing sound of metal clashing echoed continuously throughout the room.

Kanesada's stature grew ever taller, his former human form transformed into a steel steed—a towering, imposing figure. Its metallic frame cast a heavy shadow across the dimly lit room, nearly dominating it and creating a suffocating, oppressive atmosphere. The steel's surface reflected the faint light in the room, a cold, sharp edge that only heightened its intimidating presence.

It slowly lowered its head and stepped heavily in front of Hailing with one of its front hooves. The steel hoof was less than an inch away from Hailing's face.

Cold sweat oozed from Hai Ling's forehead and trickled down her temples. She could feel her heartbeat, deafening, pounding, as if it were about to burst through her chest. The stench of steel filled her nostrils, and the icy, oppressive sensation made it nearly impossible to breathe. She stared fixedly at the floor, not daring to look up at the steel beast, fearing she might accidentally anger it.

The iron warhorse that the first Kanesada transformed into let out a loud neigh, as harsh as the friction of metal, making Hai Ling's eardrums buzz.

"This is a kind of supernormal power."

The voice was deep and powerful, with a metallic quality, echoing in the room. "I am the Sword and Helmet, the first Kanesada. I am the master's sword, the master's helmet, and the master's strength."

The iron horse took two steps, its dull thud echoing through the cramped room, each one like a hammer striking Hai Ling's heart. Its massive steel form cast a heavy shadow on the floor, as if to devour her.

"Now, do you believe that supernormal powers do exist in this world?"

Hai Ling remained silent. Her throat was dry, as if stuffed with cotton. She bit her lower lip tightly, trying to control her trembling body. What...what was going on? Was it a dream? Or...was she going crazy?

Hai Ling took a deep breath, trying to remain calm. She slowly raised her head and looked at the iron warhorse. Even in the dim room, she could clearly see the cold light reflecting off its metal body. Like the scythe in the hands of the Grim Reaper, it exuded a chilling menace.

"I……"

Hai Ling's voice was terribly hoarse, "I..."

She held her heart and forced herself to calm down.

"…What do you want me to do?"

The iron steed let out a sharp neigh, its metal body twisting and distorting, then, in a flash of light, transformed into a human form. Kanesada remained as aloof as ever, her snow-white hair cascading over her shoulders, but her eyes held a sharper edge. She landed gracefully in front of Hailing, her icy eyes seemingly piercing the very heart of a person.

Hai Ling shrank back unconsciously, realizing that the overwhelming sense of oppression had vanished, replaced by a deeper fear, a shudder from the depths of her soul. She felt like a rat caught in the sight of a poisonous snake, unable to move.

"Huh...huh..."

Hai Ling gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently, and her clothes soaked with cold sweat. She tried to calm her pounding heart, but found it was no use.

Jian Zhuan looked down at her and repeated, "Now, do you believe that supernatural powers do exist in this world?"

Hai Ling gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words: "I... believe it."

"very good."

Kanesada nodded in satisfaction. "This time, the master came to search for the resurrection technique in order to prove that it does not exist. However, the gentle master does not wish to involve others..."

She paused, "But I'm different."

Hai Ling's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came over her.

"I hope you,"

Kanesada spoke slowly, "I will complete the resurrection technique on behalf of my master. Please prove that the resurrection technique exists, or it doesn't."

"...Then how can I prove it?"

Hai Ling pressed her chest and exhaled coldly, "I don't even know... what four feet four inches and four points means..."

"It's ok."

Kanesada reached out and placed a hand on Kairin's shoulder.

A steel snake slowly emerged from Kanesada's wide sleeves, its cold metal scales reflecting a frightening light in the dim light. It crawled up Kanesada's slender arms and slowly reached Kailing's shoulders.

The steel snake's body, cold and heavy, slid slowly under Hai Ling's collar. Its cold metal scales rubbed against her skin, bringing a shuddering sensation. The snake's body snaked across her soft skin, tracing her slender collarbone and sliding across her heaving breasts. Finally, the steel snake coiled around Hai Ling's thighs, gently squeezing her skin.

Kanesada's hand also slid down, until it reached the side of the steel snake.

“…I will help you.”

9

Chapter 9 Going Home.

After sending Takamatsu Deng home, Hakuno and Riki boarded the return train together.

The two looked at each other.

"Is your house on the other side too?"

"……Um."

The pale fluorescent light from the train shone on Hakuno's face, making him feel even more exhausted. He stole a glance at Riki beside him. The girl, clutching her schoolbag, stared straight ahead, her lips pressed into a straight line. A strange awkwardness hung in the air, like the unpleasant sour smell of over-fermented bread.

When they came here, they could still talk about life and death, but now, as if they had suddenly become strangers, Bai Ye cursed himself for being so rude. Why did he talk about death when there was nothing to do? Now, the atmosphere was even more depressing than a funeral.

...No, it was the other side who talked about resurrection.

Li Xi did it too.

After a while of random thoughts, Bai Ye coughed dryly and tried to break the silence: "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Hasn't it been you lately?"

Li Xi said in a muffled voice, "Deng Du told me that you have been unhappy recently... although I can't tell whether you are happy or not."

"Me? Unhappy?"

Bai Ye pointed at his own face and said, "Oh, I didn't expect Deng to be confused..."

"The lamp said you have lost your enthusiasm."

Li Xi turned his head away and faced Bai Ye with the back of his head.

"I don't know what it is exactly, but I can sense it... You've lost your passion for something you used to be passionate about."

...Lose your enthusiasm?

Bai Ye lowered his head and looked at his hands.

That's right.

After two consecutive failures, Bai Ye somewhat lost his enthusiasm to continue the simulation.

After all... Hongxia is like that, what else can he do?

"...You care about me so much."

Bai Ye put away his palm and put on a smile, "Should I be touched?"

"Huh? It's just that you're not in high spirits, and the lights are sad."

Li Xi turned his head back and glared at Bai Ye, "Don't you dare make Deng sad, scum."

The fluorescent light shining on Lixi made her look even thinner. She sat on the seat with her schoolbag in her arms. Her petite figure almost sank into the seat. Under the hem of her school uniform skirt, a section of her fair calf was exposed, which was particularly eye-catching in the dim carriage. The lines of her calf were smooth and graceful, like a carefully carved work of art, extending to her slender ankle, making her look even more fragile. The black student socks wrapped around her ankles formed a sharp contrast with her fair skin, highlighting her slenderness and exquisiteness. The light cast a faint shadow on her legs, the edges of the shadow were blurred, as if it would dissipate at any time, highlighting the fragile beauty. The legs hung quietly, as if unable to bear the weight, making people want to reach out and support them.

Bai Ye smiled and changed the subject, "By the way, your band is probably still short of guitars, right? Have you found them all?"

"not yet……"

Li Xi's face was illuminated a little more by the fluorescent light. "The light seems to have its own plan, but I don't know that plan."

"Chihaya Aine and Kaname Rakuna."

Bai Ye said two names.

"what?"

Li Xi exhaled.

"Chihaya Aine is a classmate of Deng... maybe they're not classmates yet. She'll transfer here in a few days. As for Rakuna..."

Hakuno continued.

"I know who Kaname is! The wild cat!"

Li Xi stood up and his schoolbag fell under the table. "How do you want me to bring her back?"

"Broken legs, no need to play guitar—I'm kidding!"

Hakuno blocked Riki's punch with both hands.

Li Xi also retracted his fist and looked down at Bai Ye who was sitting.

"Don't say such nonsense, scumbag."

"It's just a joke,"

Bai Ye stepped back and said, "Only if you really did that would I call it instigation."

It just so happened that the train arrived at the station and Shirano Birikki wanted to get off first, so he quickly slipped out.

Returning home, Bai Ye opened the door and was greeted by a faint aroma of alcohol mixed with the fragrance of shower gel. In the entrance hall, women's clothing was scattered on the floor, like blooming flowers, revealing the owner's casual and uninhibited nature. Bai Ye raised an eyebrow, knowing who had come without having to guess.

"Liang, you're here again?"