Unjust Anime, but with Death Note

That night.

Three juvenile offenders were locked up in a row of cells in a detention center. On a quiet night, they could hear each other's breathing as they leaned against the wall.

After all, it was their first time in prison, so it was impossible not to feel nervous at all. That's why they didn't fall asleep until 11:00. But rather than feeling nervous, they were probably more excited and filled with fantasies about the future.

The outside world's speculation was not wrong.

They didn't choose to kill because they couldn't distinguish between good and evil; they killed simply because they wanted to. Because the guy who was blackmailing them had gone too far, he threatened to sue the teacher and the parents and post what they had done to him online...

So they decided to strike first and kill the dishonest guy directly.

"Do you think we will be sentenced to death?" asked the smallest one worriedly.

Although these things had been discussed repeatedly before the action was taken, I couldn't help but feel worried when the truth was revealed and the trial was about to begin.

"What are you worried about? Are you scared?"

"What a joke! I... I'm just worried about my game. I hadn't finished the dungeon when I was taken away. If it takes too long, I won't be able to keep up with the progress." The little guy said stubbornly with his neck stiff.

"Tsk...don't worry. It seems the minimum criminal age was lowered to 14 or older for some reason a while ago. We're not even that old yet."

"Besides, what's the saying? It seems like the law cannot be changed overnight. Those who work in the legal field wouldn't lower the age of sentencing twice in a row, would they?"

The big man, who appeared the calmest, said confidently, "So, we're absolutely safe. I guess at most they'll give us some psychological counseling, and then we can just ignore them."

"At worst, I can just transfer to another school and change my hairstyle. We're minors, our names and photos haven't been released, so who would remember us? Killing them is a waste of time, it feels so good!"

"Ahaha, so that's how it is." The little guy seemed a lot calmer after hearing this explanation.

The person at the edge interrupted and asked, "So why did they lower the age of juvenile delinquency? I feel like we're losing out. If they hadn't lowered it, we could have made a killing as blasters before we turned sixteen."

The term "bomber" is a popular term among these underage criminals. They rely on the protection of juvenile law to take on illegal and criminal activities online through extremely secretive channels.

Because they won't be severely punished afterward, as long as they get over it, they can recklessly commit crimes in exchange for a hefty reward. However, those they blasted are unable to retaliate because they are protected by juvenile laws.

If a juvenile offender commits a crime against an adult, he is not guilty; if an adult commits a crime against another adult, the sentence will be determined based on the circumstances; if an adult commits a crime against a juvenile offender, regardless of the reason, the crime will often be subjectively defined as an aggravated crime.

There is never absolute fairness in the world. If you want to make juvenile offenders like them bleed to death, you often have to pay several times the price.

How unfair.

"It seems to be because... because of something." The short man covered his head, and his meager brain finally remembered the "Internet legend" he had heard.

"It seems that there's a serial killer named Kira in Tokyo. He specializes in killing criminals and exposed a case of juvenile delinquency, which is why the age limit has been lowered."

"Yeah, Kira. We won't be killed by Kira, will we? I heard that Kira can kill people from a distance."

The large juvenile delinquent once again played the role of a stabilizing force: "Don't scare yourself. These things about killing people from a distance and specifically killing criminals are just cunning schemes of Tokyo country folk. I don't believe such people exist in the world."

“No one can sanction us!”

Bang-!

Perhaps because his shouting was too loud, the policeman in charge of guarding not far away could no longer tolerate it and swung his baton and hit the iron bars of the cell hard.

The guard cursed in a low voice: "You bastards, behave yourself! Don't let me hear you discussing this kind of thing again!"

As adults, they've seen so much darkness that all their sharpness and determination have been smoothed. But it's the edges that have been smoothed, not the heart that can distinguish good from evil. If the three juvenile offenders were the sons of powerful families, the young police officer might have continued to endure, pretending he heard and saw nothing, but they weren't. This also allowed the young officer to act based on his inner passion.

Damn those damn underage scum. Even if he is a middle-aged man who has been mediocre for most of his life and is still just an inspection minister in middle age, he still wants these little beasts to die quickly.

His anger perhaps epitomizes the feelings of most Japanese people: they have great ambitions, but are suffocated by the weight of reality, relying only on cheap lip service to support the simplistic notions of good and evil.

Perhaps it was because of this that the soil that fostered Kira was created. Because of Kira's existence, cheap justice became a possibility.

But the three juvenile delinquents, despite hearing his harsh words, showed no sign of backing down. The big man, upon hearing this, gave a sinister smile, "Old man, stop trying to scare people."

"Do you dare to do anything to us? You don't dare, right? Be careful, if we get out and tell others about the beating you gave us in the detention center, what do you think will happen to you?"

"It doesn't matter to us anyway. As for you, even if only a small number of people attack you, they should take action against you to calm the situation~"

Seeing the guard speechless, the big man grew bolder and took the initiative, saying, "Apologize to us now! No, kneel down and apologize, or the first thing I'll do when I get out is investigate your family! I'm still a year away from turning fourteen, and before then, there's plenty of time to make you regret it!"

"you……!"

The guard's eyes were bloodshot, and for the first time he felt the absurdity of the world. The person standing not far from him seemed not to be a thirteen-year-old juvenile delinquent, but a demon in human skin.

Demons have no age limit.

His breathing became rapid, and he gripped the baton tighter. He knew that the words coming out of this devil's mouth were probably not a joke, and they might really do such a thing under the protection of the juvenile law.

I couldn't help feeling a little regretful. If I had known earlier, I would have pretended not to hear anything and wouldn't have gotten into such trouble.

"Hey, uncle! Are you listening? Kneel down and apologize quickly, otherwise I'm going to do something irrational when I get out!"

The guard's hand holding the baton was shaking slightly, reason and anger were colliding in his mind, and even he himself didn't know what choice he would make next.

The devil's voice echoed in the small detention center, constantly gnawing at the guards' hearts.

Just before he made his decision, something strange happened...

The three juvenile delinquents, who had been grinning evilly just a moment before, suddenly seemed possessed. In unison, they lifted their wrists and bit down fiercely with their sharp teeth, biting inch by inch from the wrist to the fingers.

Then he raised his bloody fingers and began to write on the mottled wall.

Only then did the guard react. Looking at this bizarre scene, he immediately realized what had happened. It was Kira, Kira killing people from a distance!

"Great kill!" he cried inwardly, his eyes unconsciously drifting to the surveillance camera on the side. He had to do something, otherwise he would be held accountable later.

"Delay a little longer, a little longer, at least until they are about to die..."

"Don't stop us."

The three juvenile delinquents spoke in cold, robotic voices, as if sensing the guard's will. They turned their backs to him and said, "If you dare to stop me... you will die."

The guard felt an indescribable joy upon hearing this. Who cared about their lives? He just wanted them dead! Kira's manipulation gave him a legitimate reason to witness their deaths.

After taking the reassurance given by Kira, he pretended to be panicked and walked to the corridor under the surveillance camera and called the police chief.

"Hey... Chief, something terrible has happened. Kira, Kira has killed someone."

"Yes...Kira used the three juvenile delinquents to threaten us, saying that if we dared to stop him, he would kill everyone in our police station."

"I understand. I will exercise restraint and will never anger Kira."

The guard hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. When he looked up again, blood flowed like a river. They say the fingers are connected to the heart, and the horrors of the prison were so intense that they caused phantom pain.

Ten fingers twisted, bloody and mangled...

The guard shuddered, feeling both pain and pleasure.

……

……

"The death was... extremely tragic."

The forensic doctor took off his mask tremblingly and walked out of the morgue with the help of the young policeman next to him.

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of all the police officers present froze.

The forensic doctor was not talking about the boy who was killed by the juvenile delinquent, but... three juvenile delinquents.

Just yesterday morning, they wrote a puzzling letter in their own blood in a detention center cell and then died in prison. The tragic death was so horrific that even the forensic doctors, who were used to seeing corpses, found it difficult to accept.

But it is only difficult to accept physically, while psychologically it is naturally extremely refreshing.

It can be said that in this police station, no matter whether they are good police or bad police, no one wants these extremely evil juvenile offenders who were born in a powerless family and are simply bad to be alive.

If they were alive, they would only attract Kira's wrath for the Kyoto Prefectural Police. There was no guarantee that new police officers would die from Kira's wrath.

"Has the news been notified to the Anti-Magic Public Security?"

"I've already notified them. They said they'll be there soon..."

"Where is the body?"

Speak of the police, and they will arrive.

The Kyoto Anti-Magic Public Security Team, led by Kishibe, walked into the police station, shook hands briefly with the police chief, and went straight to the point.

"You can call me Ryuzaki. This case will be taken over by our anti-demon police."

"Yes, Commander Ryuzaki." The director asked cautiously, "Then... how should we explain this to the media? After all, they were juvenile offenders, killed in such a cruel way by Kira. A criminal brutally kills another group of criminals in order to justify his crimes. This kind of thing..."

"Just report the truth." Anbian waved his hand. "Try to change Kira's mentality as much as possible, so that he will reveal more problems."

"Yes, I understand!"

After explaining some trivial matters, Anbian was led by the police officers of the detention center to a row of cells where juvenile offenders were held.

The bodies had been cleared away long ago, leaving only the irregular pools of blood on the ground and the blood splattered on the wall to tell of the torture they had endured in their lifetime.

Of course, Anbian had no sympathy for such scum.

Whether Kira killed them or not, it didn't matter to the other side. His heart had long been tempered by the cruel reality and was as cold as stone. He was in his position and doing his job. As long as he could catch Kira and kill a few juvenile delinquents, it would be perfect.

No, he should thank these three juvenile offenders.

Kira, who seemed to have been silent for a while, once again sent a provocative message to the police by controlling the prisoners.

"Really? Every time you kill someone, you're manipulating the prisoner to confess his crime. Kira, are you finally tired of this drama?"

"What message did you leave behind this time?"

Shore muttered to himself, looking at the wall covered in blood, and asked casually, "Did they do anything else before writing this blood letter?"

"They warned us that if we dared to go in and stop them, we would be killed too." The policeman who was in charge of guarding the juvenile offenders last night scratched his head in shame.

In fact, for a criminal who has attracted national attention, it is difficult to say that the prison guards responsible for guarding such a criminal were negligent in their duties. They must have noticed their unusual behavior at the first moment and could have stopped them if they wanted to.

But Kira had already guessed this situation, and before controlling them to leave a blood letter, he left a death threat, so that the guards did not dare to stop Kira's actions.

"Is that so~" Anbian squatted down and wiped the blood on the ground with his fingers: "You don't have to worry about this. Kira will not kill irrelevant people. Secondly, Kira's ability cannot kill you, whom he has never met."

"Even if they were to manipulate the bodies of these juvenile offenders, it would probably be difficult to cause substantial harm to an adult prison guard."

"So if there's a next time, be brave and stop it."

"This... yes, I understand."

As he spoke on the shore, he sighed.

Kira knew that he needed to know the person's appearance and real name to kill someone. Because they were juvenile delinquents, their real names and appearances had never been exposed publicly online. Yet, Kira still killed them.

It was obvious that the police were telling them that there was something fishy going on, or that the database vulnerability had completely become Kira's backyard.

Faced with such an elusive opponent who has the ability to kill people from a distance and is almost able to see through the sky, unless the other party actively reveals information, the possibility of catching him is infinitely close to zero.

Anbian was not discouraged. He straightened his back and read the blood-written message left by Kira word by word.

It was a seemingly insignificant letter, filled with chaotic, incoherent words. Anbian recognized every word, but when they were put together, one had to wonder what kind of mental state Kira had in control of the prisoner to write these words.

Suddenly, he seemed to discover something. His sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the words on the three blood walls, and when he connected them together, it became:

"I'm waiting for you at Xiaochuan's apartment."

"Ogawa Apartment?"

A solemn expression appeared on the shore. This seemed to be the first time Kira had revealed the name of a place. What on earth was he planning?! Could this be his hiding place?!

Anbian took out his cell phone and immediately searched for information about Ogawa Apartment.

Soon the search engine gave the results to the shore, and a three-dimensional image of Ogawa Apartment appeared on the mobile phone screen.

A high-rise building sprawled across a vast surface. The apartments were rectangular, like tofu, standing as if defying some kind of rule. Though only ten stories high, it was quite tall. The apartments, originally circular, were now surrounded by a concrete wall.

There is only one path leading from the main entrance into the apartment, just like the path in front of the Taj Mahal. There is only one path leading to the lobby of the apartment.

The entire apartment building is actually made up of two adjacent apartment buildings. Two fairly neat, half-moon-shaped, ten-story buildings, built facing each other. From a bird's-eye view, it's quite astonishing—

Because it really is a circle.

An indescribable weird feeling was transmitted through the screen to the hearts of those on the shore.

I touched the scar at the corner of my mouth on the shore. Where did this strange feeling come from?

Normally, would there be such a neatly arranged building? Probably not. The aerial view from directly above perfectly resembles the yin-yang of Tai Chi. If anything, it doesn't look like a residential apartment building, but rather a place of worship that evokes some mystical connection.

"Would Kira hide in a place like this?"

It's hard to say on the shore. Combining all the information about Kira since he committed the crime, it seems that he doesn't have such a habit. He just leaves the symbol of "blood M".

Despite his doubts, Kishibe decided to investigate Ogawa Apartment according to the hint given by the arrogant Kira.

He pressed his headset and said, "All secret police officers in Chiba will be dispatched immediately. They will lurk near the target building, Ogawa Apartment, and record all people entering and leaving."

"Also, review the records of all residents of Ogawa Apartment."