Unjust Anime, but with Death Note

"M-Ms. Makima, are you okay?"

"Well, this is an experience I haven't had in a long time..."

Makima's eyes were filled with indifference towards life, and the bone-chilling coldness extinguished the flames of sin in Ji Ye's heart.

At this moment, Ji Ye thought of Light Yagami's situation and quickly reported, "Ms. Makima, the Chiba area is in chaos right now. Lord Yagami has been kidnapped by the Truth Cult. Let's rush back to Chiba to provide reinforcements!"

"Well... I heard everything you reported on the phone just now. You did a great job, Himeno."

"But it's too late to rush back to support now..."

Makima's eyes turned gentler as she looked at Himeno, as if approving of Himeno's decisive decision to rescue Light Yagami. "Himeno, go to the Ministry of Justice right now and ask them to second thirty serious criminals sentenced to life imprisonment or above. If they refuse to give us the resources, we'll have to rob them. Also, have someone rent a nearby shrine at a higher altitude."

"I want to see the serious criminal at the shrine in twenty minutes."

"Finally... help me find a clean uniform~"

"Twenty minutes... Yes, I understand!" Ji Ye responded subconsciously, standing at attention. The time was too tight, and normal procedures were impossible to follow, so he had to resort to the ultimate trick of "Secret Operation of the Ministry of Public Security." Having already prepared himself mentally, Ji Ye felt no guilt this time; everything was just a necessary act to save lives.

"But... what does Miss Makima want these prisoners to do at the shrine?"

But she didn't dare to ask more about this question, so she could only tentatively ask other questions: "Then, Miss Machima, what should we do about the unrest on the scene?"

"Let the nearby fire department and police clean up the mess. The Kira arrest operation has failed."

...

...

The Yukinoshita family.

The mother and daughter were so shocked that they were speechless.

Mother Xue stared blankly at the horrifying scenes on the TV that looked like divine punishment: "He was burned to death like this? What the hell is going on..."

"What's this Kira that Hayakawa Kiyo mentioned?"

These days, she'd been so busy seeking help, exchanging interests, and gambling among her family that she hadn't paid much attention to the news about the criminal. She had heard Kira mentioned at a family wives' gathering, but because he was a criminal, she didn't pay much attention.

But now it seems... Yukinoshita Hisako looked at her eldest daughter with a complicated expression.

The demon Haruno was referring to must be Kira. It's hard to imagine the terrible price Haruno would have to pay for making a deal with such a guy.

"Kira, it's real! Mother..." The fire reflected in Yang No's pupils, and a twisted, morbid pleasure rose in her heart. That bastard who wanted a mother-daughter donburi had really been burned to death by Kira.

It’s really Kiki and Lala. Do you have a Kiki like this?

If I had to use concrete words to describe this abstract pleasure, it would probably be like knowing the answer to a crucial question in the university entrance examination in advance and solving it without any pressure, thus getting into a top university, that kind of rule-breaking pleasure.

Family and religious rivalries like theirs usually rely on connections and interests to navigate a complex, tangled web of stratagems. But now, under Kira's power, this stinking, evil scum has been directly eliminated.

“Really, I’m so excited——!!”

Yang Nai's fingers caressed the side of her face, sliding down like a snake, her eyes gleaming with a scarlet, maddening glimmer. Such rule-defying pleasure was truly hard to resist. Once experienced, it was like being addicted to gay sex.

"What's going on? Tell me, Haruno! It doesn't matter even if Kira is a criminal. Mom will definitely help you."

"Do not."

Yang No refused her mother's request, shaking her head decisively. If her mother knew about Kira's secrets and Light Yagami's existence, she might be dragged into a life-or-death trial.

That was something Yang Nai didn't want to see. Her mother's desire to explore must be nipped in the bud.

"Should we ask Yagami-kun to help erase my mother's memories of Kira?"

Thinking this way, Yang No said, "This is the only thing I cannot agree to, mother. Anyway, I have paid the price I should pay. From now on, no one will dare to use such dirty and filthy thoughts towards us, Yukinoshita."

"Mother, just focus on maintaining the family. As for the rest, I'll take care of it!"

"Ah... Haruno, you've really grown up." Yukinoshita Hisako's eyes were filled with a mixture of relief and reluctance. Haruno seemed to be gradually slipping out of her control, now fully capable of standing on her own. However, from a mother's perspective, she also hoped that Haruno could enjoy the power and responsibilities of the family without worries under her protection...

"If possible, please clarify Kira's situation and let me take the pressure on Haruno's behalf."

Yukinoshita Hisako pondered silently. She was almost halfway through her life, while her daughters were only just beginning. With Haruno now capable of standing on her own, she could shoulder all the guilt without a care in the world, even... even death. With this mindset, she could bear any price Kira paid.

Feeling sad, Yukinoshita Hisako turned her back to Haruno and said in the calmest tone possible: "Mom will forget about this matter. It won't be a burden to you, Haruno."

Like daughter, like mother. Yukinoshita Hisako thought a lot.

Kira, responsible for such a horrific incident, would undoubtedly be the focus of the police investigation. Analyzing the beneficiaries and the conflict, it wouldn't be long before the police...or even the Public Security Bureau's Anti-Magic Section 4, would descend upon the Yukinoshita household for questioning.

Yang Nai was still very young and immature. Before the interrogation that was very likely to happen, there were some minor matters that needed her, as a mother, to take care of the final finishing touches.

Yukinoshita Yukino sat blankly on the soft sofa in her single apartment, watching the "Emergency" displayed on the TV screen.

September 9th, the big event, the concealment of mother and sister...all of these seem to be connected. Although there is no direct evidence to prove it, Yukino understands that her mother and sister must have some connection with Kira.

'what to do? ’

Yukino huddled in the corner of the sofa, hugging her knees tightly and shivering.

This feeling is like being in a loving family, and all the three people in the group chat except you are the criminals you hate the most.

Yukino knew it, she'd always known it. The Yukinoshita family wasn't as glamorous as it appeared. Strip away the facade of a construction company, and you'd find a tangled web of gray and black beneath. Otherwise, there was no way they could survive in this industry.

But Yukino was unwilling to face this sharp question, nor did she dare to dig deeper into it, and chose to forget her family's problems. She was always afraid that one day her mother and sister would tell her that what was beneath her coat was not gray, but deep black.

But now her deductions tell her that her mother and sister are connected to a criminal named Kira. This time, Yukino can no longer avoid it and must face this difficult question head-on. How deep is their entanglement? And how close is their dealings with the criminal?

'Sacrifice your relatives for the greater good? Report?'

Such a bold thought grew in Yukino's mind, and she clutched the delicate skin on her arm tightly until it turned red. She wanted to pursue absolute justice, and she also longed to change the weak side of people's hearts through her own efforts.

Absolute justice aside, changing her sister and mother's weaknesses is ridiculous. Not to mention that her own incurable weaknesses were cultivated by her mother. She's been hostile to her sister since childhood, constantly striving to surpass her. How could she possibly change her weaknesses?

Besides, was she supposed to report the incident for the sake of absolute justice, even at the expense of her own family? Yukino was, after all, human, and possessed emotions, and wouldn't do such a ruthless thing. So, she was essentially kidnapped and made an accomplice, keeping the affair a secret for Hisako and Haruno.

As long as those close to her understood her, it didn't matter what others thought of her. But now, it seemed even the last person who could understand her had dropped their disguise, revealing a side that Yukino loathed and feared. She had lost her spiritual support. Without support, she couldn't find a place to call home. She was forced to hide, swept away by the current, drifting against an invisible wall.

And where was that wall? Yukinoshita Yukino didn't know.

"I don't know anything, I don't remember anything..." Xueno covered her head and muttered to herself like a madman, trying to delete the relevant memories through the Great Memory Loss Technique. Her subconscious told her that this was not the first time she had chosen to forget a memory like this.

But this time, she didn't have any notes. How could a person control herself from forgetting her own memories?

……

……

Hayakawa Aki, who was applying for leave, silently turned off the TV.

The dark eyes could not hide the excitement and excitement.

"This can be considered as... revenge for you, Kawada-kun."

"The sky in Japan is too dark. The evidence you paid for with your life will probably never be brought to justice through legal procedures. But... if the law can't bring justice, Kira will."

"Maybe, I will be Kira."

He still didn't know who Kira was, but he wasn't interested in knowing who Kira was. As long as Kira didn't kill innocent people, as long as he killed criminals, as long as he always adhered to this philosophy, it would be enough. He, Hayakawa Aki, would always be Kira's loyal supporter.

Whether they wanted him to be a spy within the police or to write a name on that notebook and kill someone, it didn't matter! His soul, Hayakawa Aki, had already been blackened when Kawada died in front of him.

Hayakawa Aki thought so, took out the last cigarette from the pack and lit it. At this moment, the vibration of his cell phone caught his attention.

It was a message from his current boss, and the content was brief: [Leave canceled, go to ▆▆▆ immediately and be responsible for monitoring the Truth Church venue!]

As the saying goes, the less content, the more weight it carries.

An order without context further emphasized the urgency of the situation, making Hayakawa Aki feel its weight. But given the nature of the Chiba police, would a crime revealed in a public broadcast really make them so anxious? Even to the point of mobilizing an officer like him, who was still on vacation?

Hard to say.

But this stagnant world is finally being stirred up bit by bit. Regardless of whether the final outcome is good or bad, with change comes hope.

Hayakawa Aki did not complain about his vacation being taken up. He quietly put on his coat and headed towards the place his boss mentioned.

There are many policemen like Hayakawa Aki, who have been awakened from their vacations or cold palaces. As long as they are still policemen in Chiba, except for those who maintain basic functions, all the policemen in Chiba have been mobilized.

……

……

There was a commotion in the Ministry of Justice.

First questioning, then resisting, and finally accepting with resignation. The inherent inferiority of the Japanese is perfectly illustrated in this top-level unit.

Ji Ye's public security and demon class sign was like a shortcut key in a game, quickly clearing tedious and redundant procedures. The Ministry of Justice officials, frustrated by the transfer orders, were then able to pull the needed serious criminals from prison with unprecedented efficiency.

in prison.

The prison guards had long been displeased with these serious criminals who lived off taxpayers' money, had little to no labor, and were even treated like babysitters. Taking advantage of the situation, they used the most brutal means to remove them from their cells one by one and drive them into a prison van designed specifically for transporting prisoners.

Wearing gleaming silver handcuffs and leg irons, they stared at each other in the airless, hot prison van. Finally, their eyes fixed on a box in the center of the van, containing some bread and snacks. They unceremoniously tore open the packaging and devoured the food. For them, any waste of taxpayer money was profit.

Repentance is impossible. Life inside is vibrant, with free food and shelter, and the skilled men are talkative and pleasant. Coming here feels like finding a home for bad people, filled with comrades. And since there's no need to worry about actual execution, they're terrified of being released on parole for good behavior. Then they'd have to commit crimes again and start all over again in the prison dungeon.

It can be said that all the people sitting in this car are top-notch players in the prison dungeon.

"Where are you going?"

"do not know."

"Who cares? I'm not going to die anyway. I can go wherever I want. I'll just sleep in a different place."

The air suddenly became quiet, and one of them spoke up, "It seems like several of my old friends have died in prison recently. What's going on?"

"I heard too. In the cell next to mine, three people died in the space of a month. It seemed like they were all accidental deaths. It was terrifying, like it was haunted."

"Idiot, there are no ghosts in the world. We are the biggest evil ghosts!"

"What are you still fighting for? You're just not destined for this blessing. It's just as simple as that!"

Ultimately, due to the unique prison environment, access to information is severely restricted. For these serious criminals, who only get to watch TV once a month, while they know their cellmates' mortality rates are a bit too high, they don't think there are criminals specifically targeting them.

The guard driving ahead also heard the chatter, but naturally, they couldn't reveal Kira's information to them. Even as a guard, they still retained a basic sense of good and evil. They simply picked up the intercom and rudely yelled at the prisoners in the car to be quiet.

They soon arrived at the shrine designated by Himeno. The serious criminals were grouped together and got out of the prison van. They squinted their eyes to feel the dazzling sunlight, and looked up at the hundred steps leading to the shrine.

"Huh? A shrine? Are you kidding me?"

"Are you here to purify my soul?"

“It’s so funny!”

The prison guards ignored them and, following orders, held white cloths in their hands, roughly blindfolded the prisoners and pushed them up the stairs one by one.

The top of the shrine.

All the shrine staff had been transferred away by Ji Ye using the public security order. At this moment, there were only her and Miss Makima in the huge shrine.

With a gentle breeze and bright sunshine, it is usually a good day for an outing.

"I wonder what Makima will do here?"

"How many secrets does Miss Makima still have?"

Himeno turned his back to the shrine grounds and looked up at the sky.

Domination, resurrection from the dead... It's like a demon in human form! When Lord Yashin was kidnapped, he didn't rush back to the scene to oversee the rescue efforts, but instead issued the bizarre order to transport the serious criminal to the shrine.

It's really hard to understand.

If she were an enemy, Ji Ye would be terrified and wouldn't have the slightest thought of resistance. But if she were an ally, Miss Makima would be so reassuring.

"Fortunately, although Ms. Makima's methods were extreme, she always stood on the side of Japan and the law."

Swah——

The sliding door of the inner room slowly opened. Makima had already changed into clean and tidy clothes.

"Are you all ready? Himeno."

"Everything is ready, Miss Makima."

"Jinye~ I will do something next, which may be difficult for you to accept. If you want to escape, please cover your eyes with black silk~"

Ji Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely guessed Machima's purpose in bringing these serious criminals to the shrine. However, these were all prisoners who had already been tried, and there was no psychological pressure to use their lives to save those in need.

"I'm fine, Miss Makima."

The two came to the main hall of the shrine.

In the open space in front of the main hall of the shrine, thirty prisoners had already jumped over the stairs and stood on both sides of the open space, making quite a noise.

"Quiet."

"Kneel down~"