Anime, infinite dimension starting from Mahou no Yakumo

“I met her on my way here. She wanted to come to Arcadia, so I brought her here.”

"is it?"

Mahiro, somewhat surprised, got up from his seat, squatted down in front of the girl, and gently pressed his hand on her hat.

"Hello, Midori Fuse, I'm Mahiro Yotsuba. I'm sorry I startled you just now," he said gently.

"N-It's okay... Actually... it's my fault..."

Busu Tsui almost buried her face in her chest and under her hat.

Just as I remembered, the girl was still timid and afraid of people.

My impression of Fuse Midori is just as deep as that of Senju Natsuyo.

Possessing cat genes, perhaps for this reason, her personality is also very much like a kitten, and she is also very fast, second only to Enju.

And on her fingers are claws that can extend and retract freely.

There's also a pair of cute cat ears under the hat.

However, this also leads to a high rate of erosion.

"45.32%..."

Mahiro frowned slightly. Through the "Elf Eye" to trace information, he had already thoroughly investigated the secrets of Fuse Midori.

Even in Arcadia, no child has a higher rate of corruption than Busch's, including Enju.

Fortunately, Sumire Muroto's improved inhibitor is quite effective.

Moreover, he was also very fortunate, never expecting that this Busi Cui would actually come here with the Holy Emperor.

Otherwise, he would be quite troubled, not knowing how to win over this cat-eared girl.

As he pondered these matters, Busu Tsui peeked out from under her hat, cautiously observing him, but the moment their eyes met...

She quickly shrank back.

It's really cute.

After observing for a while, Buschett let her return to her seat, then he stood up and gestured to Tina that it was her turn.

Tina understood immediately, rose from her seat, walked to the Holy Emperor, grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands, and bowed deeply:

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty the Emperor of the Tokyo region. I am Tina Spoon, formerly IP 98, codenamed [Black Wind], the sniper who was previously commissioned to assassinate you."

I am deeply sorry for my past mistakes, so I will accept whatever punishment you impose on me, and I hope Your Majesty will forgive me.

The Holy Emperor was startled by her words and raised his hand to cover his mouth in surprise.

Her gaze darted back and forth between Tina and Mahiro.

He was completely shocked and astonished.

Chapter 86 The Holy Emperor's Confusion

"What, you were scared?"

"...Indeed, there is a little bit."

A bitter smile appeared on his delicate face. The Holy Emperor's hands, clad in smooth gloves, clenched slightly and then relaxed.

"However, this is very much in line with your style, Mr. Mahiro. I can tell that Miss Tina is not a bad girl; she must be being manipulated by someone, right?"

The Holy Emperor has forgiven Tina.

Although the commotion was quite large, fortunately there were no casualties, so she did not intend to pursue the matter further.

As for punishment, it is to help Yotsuba Mahiro manage Arcadia while teaching her to be a good child.

In some ways, this holy emperor seems to spoil children even more than he did.

And now.

They have left Arcadia.

However, the Holy Emperor did not get into her limousine, but instead took Makoto with him, intending to walk all the way back to the Holy Residence.

It's as if we've moved from ruins to prosperity.

He naturally nodded in response to the Holy Emperor's question.

"That's right, Tina is a mechanized soldier, belonging to the American branch of the NEXT series."

"Such young children, transformed into mechanical soldiers?"

Although there have been precedents, it's still heartbreaking to hear about it in person.

They actually used children for experiments...

"Yeah, but don't worry, this situation will never happen again. Ann Rand's CS has already been taken down."

Upon hearing this, the Holy Emperor was startled and even paused slightly, looking at him with disbelief.

Then, as if remembering something, he asked seriously:

"So, Mr. Zhenxun, you were the one who made that report about the meteorite that fell in North America?"

"Yes." Mahiro didn't try to hide anything. "Solving problems area by area was too troublesome, so I brought down a meteorite... What's wrong?"

Turning his head, he found that the Holy Emperor was already standing in the same spot, staring at him with a solemn gaze.

"...Mr. Mahiro, who exactly are you?"

It's one thing to use supernatural abilities to kill Scorpio, but it's another to use mechanical soldiers to explain it, even if he doesn't admit it.

But now.

Pulling meteorites down from the universe—that's something only gods could create, right?

"Who am I?"

Mahiro found the question amusing. "Your Majesty, didn't I already introduce myself when we first met?"

The Holy Emperor recalled the first time he met Yotsuba Mahiro.

That was the first time she had specifically requested a police officer's services, so she chose Yotsuba Mahiro, who was known for being able to perfectly complete any request.

And when he came to the Holy House to meet me, this is what he said—

"Nice to meet you, Your Majesty. I am Yotsuba Masahiro, and I belong to the Tendou Civil Security Company."

When she asked the other person where they came from and why they had no prior records in the Tokyo area, she was surprised to learn that they were from a foreign country.

And this is how the other party answered—

"I am a body-adjusting mage from the Fourth Research Institute."

The Holy Emperor sighed.

"Mr. Mahiro, please tell me the truth. After investigation, there is no record of the 'Fourth Research Institute' anywhere in Japan, and magicians...aren't those things only in fairy tales? Please don't try to fool me with this kind of nonsense, okay?"

"Of course you can't find it."

Mahiro held his head and replied matter-of-factly, "The reason is simple: I'm not from this world."

"..."

The Holy Emperor didn't speak, but her gaze was already asking him—"Do you think I'm the kind of idiot who would believe such nonsense?"

That's just how people are.

When faced with a possibility beyond one's own understanding, the first reaction is to deny it.

Even if Shinji were to encounter such a situation, he could only helplessly shrug and say:

"If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do... You've already seen what you need to see. Do you think those new human soldiers who have been mechanically modified could do what I have done?"

Even if you killed the first and second most popular IPs in the Zodiac, you couldn't do it.

It's important to know that these two were able to kill Stage 5 beings only because they were Cursed Children who had reached the [Domain] stage.

Moreover, after being killed, the two Initiators completely disappeared without a trace.

It is highly likely that the erosion rate has exceeded the limit, and it has turned into a gastrulator.

After all, the concept of a "domain" is essentially the limit of the erosion rate, and it is a name that perfectly utilizes the gastrovirus to enhance itself.

Just like Fūshi Mizuki, she is very likely to reach the realm, as are Enju and Asaka.

"If you really don't believe me... how about I pull down a meteorite right here and now and demonstrate how I can destroy the Tokyo area?"

"Please don't do this!"

Although the Holy Emperor knew he was joking, he immediately refused, fearing that if he hesitated, the Holy Emperor would actually drop a meteorite.

Seeing how nervous the girl was, Mahiro couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry, I won't destroy the Tokyo area."

At least not now.

After all, there are still so many children whose collections haven't been completed yet; it's not too late to wait.

"So...that's why you hate humans so much?"

Seeing his genuine demeanor, the Holy Emperor had already largely believed him, with the remaining half based on his own understanding.

“You’re not quite right, Your Majesty,” Mahiro corrected. “First of all, even if I’m a body-adjusting mage, I’m still human according to species classification, just like you.”

Secondly, I don't hate humans in this world; rather, I despise and loathe them from the bottom of my heart. As a member of the same species, I feel a deep sense of shame.

“I think you’re being too extreme, Mr. Mahiro. I can’t agree with you. Although most people are hostile to those children, there are still some people who are willing to fight for them.”

The Emperor spoke with such sincerity and earnestness.

But Zhenxun remained unmoved.

"Extreme? I think I've been merciful enough, haven't I?"

he wondered.

"I remember a saying, what was it again? Oh right, I remember now!"

If they were all executed, there might be innocent people among them; if they were executed one by one, there would definitely be some who escaped.

I don't have the energy to distinguish between good and bad people. When the bad ones make up the vast majority, it's practically a death sentence.

It's like a cancer patient whose cancer cells have spread throughout their body; do you think there's any hope for them?

However, just as the Holy Emperor was about to continue this pointless rebuttal, a beautiful melody suddenly interrupted them.

Looking up at the overpass at the five-way intersection in the city center, Zhen Xun smiled at the Holy Emperor and said:

"We were having a nice date, it would be such a downer to talk about this. Why don't we go upstairs and listen to some music?"

"...It wasn't a date."

The Holy Emperor blushed.

It's quite a contrast that he showed such an arrogant attitude.

However, his body obediently followed him onto the steps of the overpass, and then he found the source of the song—

The sound was coming from a tattered straw mat spread out on the ground not far ahead.

It's completely different from the atmosphere of street performers.

Especially when the Holy Emperor got closer and saw it, he immediately covered his mouth.

The singer was a ragged, begging girl.

Although the girl looked dirty and her face was covered in grime, you could still see her well-proportioned features.

She wore a shawl stained with oil, and her thin figure gave an impression of frailty, yet her singing never stopped.

She held the begging bowl in her hands and sang towards the direction of passersby.

Beside him was a sign that read, 'I am the "Cursed Child" of the Outer District. I need money to buy food for my sister. Please give me alms.'

Seeing this, Zhenxun did not speak, but gestured to the Holy Emperor with his eyes, as if to say, "You see, this is the result of your so-called willingness to work hard."

Sending such young children out to beg...

The Holy Emperor slowly approached.