Anime, infinite dimension starting from Mahou no Yakumo

"You coward, you piece of trash, you idiot! Stop spouting nonsense! Do you think someone will always clean up your mess?!"

"and."

She glared fiercely at Rentaro.

"Don't call me Ms. Kisara during work hours, call me President!"

She gathered her long hair, strode back to her desk, muttered "Useless," and sat back down in her armchair.

Rentaro sighed helplessly.

As is customary, he took out his phone to call his client to communicate.

"Don't you need my help this time?"

Seeing that the two had finished their farce, Makoto came over and asked.

"No need... I always trouble you, and besides, this is a mess I made myself, so let me handle it myself."

Rentaro sighed, steeling himself to make a phone call and explain the situation, but the other party said:

"Huh? I thought you guys were offering free services. Anyway, it's all in the past now, so consider this a free first time. If anything happens again, I'll take care of you, hahahahahahaha."

"Hey, Inspector Tadajima, don't do this! I can't explain this to the president."

"What explanation do you need? We'll just prioritize you next time we have a similar request, won't we? I remember your president is still a high school student, right? Young man, don't always think about making money. In this line of work, you need to expand your network. Alright, I have things to do here, I'll hang up now."

"Hey, wait—"

Before Rentaro could finish speaking, Mahiro snatched the phone away.

"Hey, don't hang up yet."

"and who are you?"

Seemingly sensing that the voice had changed, the person on the other end hesitated for a moment before hanging up.

"Inspector Tadajima, right? I'm Yotsuba Mahiro, a police officer from the Tendo Civilian Security Company."

“My colleague Rentaro Satomi completed the task as requested, and now you should give us the reward we are owed. As for expanding your network... sorry, we don’t need your network. Do you think your network is more useful than Atsuro Kazuma’s?”

"I suggest that Inspector Tadajima return the payment immediately, otherwise I will come to your door to collect the debt."

Yotsuba Mahiro blurted all this out in one breath, showing no politeness whatsoever even though he knew the other party's identity.

Meanwhile, Inspector Tadajima on the other side seemed genuinely stunned by his words, remaining silent for a long time.

You could faintly hear gasps of shock.

After a long while, someone muttered something under their breath and then hung up the phone.

He handed the phone back to Rentaro and then said to Kisara, "It's all taken care of. The payment will be transferred in a bit. Please check it, President."

"Thank goodness you're here, Mahiro... otherwise we really wouldn't know what to do."

Kisara breathed a slight sigh of relief, his tone tinged with apology, before turning to Rentaro with a stern rebuke: "And you! This is the last time. If there's a next time, I'll sell you upstairs and use you as collateral! Understand?!"

"Understood...."

Rentaro lowered his head and responded weakly.

After Kisara's anger had subsided, he raised his head, but his gaze toward Yotsuba Mahiro was somewhat complicated.

"Thanks to you again this time, you're amazing..."

It's unclear whether Rentaro was praising someone or being sarcastic when he said that.

However, Shinji took it as a compliment and shrugged, saying, "It's nothing. As long as you grasp the key point of someone like that, it's very simple."

As the saying goes, "Strike the snake at its seven-inch mark," and the same applies to people. If you have their weaknesses under control, they'll surely pay you.

That being said, his rhetoric is basically the same every time.

Especially the last sentence, "coming to collect debts."

This is the nightmare of all clients, and the fundamental reason why no one dares to delay payment, because he really will come to collect the debt.

Moreover, the other party always obediently paid the reward, and would then lie on the ground like a dog until they recovered after three days.

Therefore, no one dares to owe Yotsuba Mahiro a reward.

“No, that’s not what I meant.” Rentaro shook his head. “What I meant was, I didn’t expect you to know Inspector Quai Ma… that man used to be Ms. Kisara’s fiancé.”

However, after leaving the Tiantong family, the engagement was automatically dissolved.

"?"

He seemed to have heard some very important information.

Is Atsuro Kanamema the fiancé of President Kisara?

He really didn't know about this!

and....

"You're referring to Atsuro Kazuma, but I don't actually know him. I was just saying it offhand."

"what?!"

This time it was Rentaro's turn to be surprised, thankfully this guy could solemnly recite the name of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department Superintendent as his own banner.

It's not actually a big banner; it just appeared in the news that I just saw.

If I get Kikunojo Tendo or Seitenshi, Yotsuba Mahiro will still use them without hesitation.

"What are you talking about?"

After confirming that the payment had been transferred, Kisara left his desk and went to the sofa.

"Oh, it's nothing, I was just chatting with Rentaro about today's request."

Mahiro casually replied, then looked at Rentaro.

"Speaking of which, Satomi, were you and Enju dealing with infected beings or sources of infection today?"

“It’s an infected creature!” Lan Yuan Enju suddenly said, “It’s an uncle I met on the road. He seems to have been attacked by Gastrea and then turned into a giant spider.”

"Yes, that's what Enju said. This time, the infected individuals are still infected with the spider factor."

It's the spider factor again.

As for why I said "again"? Because both the source of infection and the infected organism were spider factors before.

It felt like I'd disturbed a spider's nest.

And it's 100% certain that someone is behind this, otherwise how could a level 1 Gastrea cricket have bypassed the megalith and entered the Tokyo area?

However, if this is an infected person...

"Satomi, did you encounter any strange people at the scene this time?"

"Strange person... There isn't one where Gastrea is found... but there is one at the crime scene."

Rentaro recounted the events in detail.

At the crime scene, in a room that was only about six tatami mats in size, they encountered a person who was over 190 cm tall, with very slender hands, feet and body, wearing a burgundy tailcoat with thin vertical stripes, a tall hat on his head and a ball mask.

That person was not a police officer, but a murderer who claimed he was going to destroy the world.

"Not only that, that person is terrifyingly strong..."

Rentaro Satomi recalls that memory with a heavy heart, and even now he still feels lingering fear.

He had clearly taken a full-force blow, and his neck was deformed from the impact, but he casually snapped it back into place the next second.

This is clearly beyond the scope of human cognition!

"Is that so..." Mahiro hugged his head and leaned back on the sofa.

Has the story finally begun...?

It wasn't that he was concerned about the plot development, but rather that he was calculating how much more time he needed.

It will take at least some time for the ring to fully store its energy.

As for other plans, we need to speed things up as well.

......

.....

...

After leaving the office, Mahiro went straight to the University Hospital of Kakuta Public University to meet an old acquaintance.

"Doctor, are you there?"

The calls of Yotsuba Mahiro echoed through the empty corridor in the north of the hospital.

The two little girls behind him were tightly gripping his clothes and refusing to let go.

Needless to say, Xiao Yanzhu's little face clearly showed her fear, and although Xiao Zhaoxia tried to appear calm as usual, she couldn't help but feel fear in this kind of place.

“Well… Masahiro, I… I think it would be better to go home,” Koenju suggested.

"What about Xiaochai? Does she want to go back too?"

"No...no! I am Lord Shinhiro's sword. Even if we go to the underworld together, I will accompany Lord Shinhiro!"

Xiao Chaoxia is still being stubborn.

But her body was quite honest; it was trembling slightly.

"Well, don't be so nervous. This isn't your first time here. You've met the doctor before; he's a nice person."

Hearing him say that, Xiao Yanzhu stopped talking about wanting to go home.

But mainly it was because Mahiro, as if encouraging them, took their little hands and walked straight into the dark place ahead.

They are currently in the hospital morgue.

A cool, gust of wind kept blowing out from the depths.

But once you actually step inside, you'll find that the morgue here is completely different from what you'd imagine.

Instead of the unpleasant, pungent smell of disinfectant that permeated the corridor, there was a strong minty fragrance.

Moreover, what came into view was not a trolley with corpses parked side by side or a stainless steel freezer, but various underwear, lunch boxes, and a blackboard covered with German or something else written on it, scattered everywhere.

It was just like someone's home.

"Doctor, where are you?"

"here."

Turning around at the sound, I was immediately confronted with a corpse with sunken, blackened eye sockets. The shaved head bore bloody marks from where skin had been removed. It was a male corpse I didn't recognize at all.

"Wow!"

Then, accompanied by that soft, frightening sound, a woman dressed in white emerged from behind the corpse.

"Waaaaah! A man-eating monster old woman has appeared!! Please, save me!!!"

Little Yeonju was almost brought to tears by this perverse behavior.

Even Xiaochao was so frightened at that moment that her face turned pale and she involuntarily clenched his hand tightly.

That woman, though called an old woman by Yeonju, was an absolute beauty.

She was under thirty, probably around 26 years old. Her skin was sickly pale, and she had a faint presence, somewhat like a ghost. Her long bangs covered half of her eyes, but they couldn't hide her slender charm.

Her name is Sumire Muroto, and she is the head of this forensic science classroom and a gastrulator researcher.

He is also one of the world's top minds.

The only downside is that this woman is a shut-in; if left unattended, she might even starve to death in the basement.

That's how he met this woman when they first met.

"Welcome to hell, dear Mahiro-chan."

Sumire Muroto exaggeratedly spread her hands, revealing a black pencil skirt under her white coat and her shapely legs in black stockings.

"Dr. Jin, could you please not do such strange things again? I don't mind, but I'm afraid that next time, Xiao Yanzhu or Xiao Zhaoxia might accidentally kill you in a fit of stress."

As he spoke, Mahiro handed over the takeout gift bag that was on his wrist.

"Such a lukewarm response, my Darling 2."