The larger and more interesting game that Sakayanagi Arisu referred to was naturally not the kind of game that ordinary people understand.

"You cleared the Japanese instance?"

"I suppose so. I've been to the Cabinet Office, Parliament, the Imperial Palace, and the City Hall these past few days. I have all the high-ranking officials on the surface under my control. As for the real driving forces hidden in the shadows of history, it will take a few more days to resolve them."

A powerful being with enhanced mental abilities can deliver such an unreasonable and devastating attack on a world without supernatural elements.

After taking over Japan, she will then travel to several other major countries.

In less than a month, she will become the ruler of the world, the king of kings, the invisible emperor above all nations.

Peace or war, survival or destruction, it all depends on her decision.

There was a subtle regret in the girl's words: "I actually quite like using the world as a chessboard and the countries as chess pieces. It's just a pity that this world is more suitable for your harem than for starting a world war."

"What do you mean by 'my harem'?"

"Okay, it's our logistics base."

Arisu didn't mind the real person's stubbornness and her smile widened: "Does the real person want to come over for a party? Besides Kikyo Kushida, I also took in Karuizawa Megumi, who was almost hospitalized due to school bullying. You like her quite a bit, don't you?"

Like Kikyo Kushida, Kei Karuizawa is a character from Classroom of the Month. She is a sweet girl who disguises herself as a strong and glamorous girl because she has been bullied at school for a long time. Her personality is actually very sweet, especially when she falls in love, she becomes sickeningly sweet.

"Tonight, the three of us can take on one of you... Is that okay?"

"..."

"Want to come? I'll have Kikyo Kushida change into a school swimsuit. Even I'm a little tempted by her sparkly figure."

Adam took a deep breath, about to descend into the past to throw a party.

But suddenly his tone changed: "The plan has changed, this matter will be postponed for the time being. Arisu, a new person has arrived."

Chapter Seven: Elbow Technique Returns!

Tokyo, overcast and rainy.

In the Environmental Protection Bureau's Special Agency Countermeasures Room for the Prevention of Paranormal Disasters, an internal interrogation is underway.

"Suspect, Isayama Yomi, we have questions for you, and you must answer them truthfully."

Inside the interrogation room, several sharp-looking men in black suits stared at Isayama Yomi, their voices serious and cold as ice.

"Your adoptive father, Isayama Naraku, died at home. Until his body was discovered, the Isayama family's barrier did not issue any warning. Therefore, we ruled out the involvement of curse masters and spirits, concluding that it was done by someone within the Isayama family. Do you have any objections?"

Isayama Yomi sat in the chair, eyes closed, without saying a word.

Her hair was as black as a waterfall, and she was wearing an old-fashioned black sailor suit.

Despite experiencing the murder of her adoptive father and being framed within a single day, her posture remained as upright as a sword.

"Isayama Naraku was killed yesterday. He was killed by the Lion King Sword of the Isayama family. That sword has been in your possession all along. You said that you sent the sword to Mike Ohara for repair a week ago, but according to our questioning of Mike Ohara, you took the Lion King Sword away the day before yesterday. What explanation do you have for this?"

Huang Quan opened his eyes a crack: "Master Xiao Yuan doesn't lie, and neither do I, so it can only mean that the [Isayama Huang Quan] he saw was not me."

"You've got a sharp tongue, so can you tell us exactly where you were when the crime happened?"

"I sensed the aura of the top-grade cursed object, the Killing Stone, and tracked it all the way to the outskirts of Tokyo."

Is there anyone who can testify?

Huang Quan's lips curled into a mocking smile: "How can you still not understand? If someone wants to frame me, they naturally won't give me a chance to prove my innocence."

There was a "pop" sound.

The Ministry of the Environment official in charge of taking notes slammed his pen down in front of him: "I think you're an ungrateful wretch! Chief Jinguji, we're risking our lives on the front lines, and ingrates like Isayama Yomi are sabotaging us from behind! Just tell me, does the Countermeasures Office even need anyone to work?"

All eyes were on Jinguji Ayame.

She was a beautiful urban woman in her early twenties, exuding a confident and sophisticated aura, but unfortunately, she was disabled and confined to a wheelchair.

Jinguji glanced at them and said indifferently, "I don't understand what the Vice-Minister of Affairs is saying. It's always the Countermeasures Office that's risking their lives on the front lines. They're the ingrates you're talking about. When have you big shots ever been to the front lines?"

The Vice Minister of the Interior's anger vanished; his earlier outburst was merely a feint: "I'm too lazy to concern myself with the truth. The Isayama family is a branch of the Tsuchimiya family, and these two families have always been the face of our government's recruitment of sorcerer families. Now that the head of the Isayama family has died under mysterious circumstances, I must give the higher-ups an explanation."

This world is not as peaceful and harmless as it seems on the surface. Human beings’ various negative emotions can give birth to a special life form – the Cursed Spirit!

These monsters are entirely composed of magical energy, making them invisible to ordinary people. They cannot be killed by physical attacks; only magical energy attacks can kill them.

The sorcerers who control incantations and spells rely on bloodlines to pass down their skills and have their own exclusive, secretive circle. No matter how hard the Japanese government tries, it can only achieve cooperation with the sorcerers at most, and it is difficult to truly penetrate their inner circle.

Until a few years ago, the Tsuchimiya family could no longer tolerate the corruption of the upper echelons of the jutsu world. They joined the government with their branch family, the Isayama family, and established the current Countermeasures Office under the Ministry of the Environment. The next generation of heirs from both the Tsuchimiya and Isayama families serve in the office. On the one hand, they work closely with the government to prevent the increasingly frequent jutsu disasters. On the other hand, they also raise a banner to recruit jutsu practitioners who are frustrated in the jutsu world.

As this vice-minister said, the Isayama family is a brand.

Now that the Isayama family has been embroiled in a scandal involving an adopted daughter murdering her father, who in the Ministry of the Environment can remain silent?

"I believe Huang Quan wouldn't do such a thing."

Jinguji Ayame glanced at Isayama Yomi.

Huang Quan, however, was like a complete outsider, sitting there with his eyes closed, resting like a piece of meat.

"Chief Jinguji, she didn't do it without a motive!"

The Vice Minister of State for Administration also spoke frankly: "Isayama Naraku adopted her and has always groomed her to be the next head of the Isayama family, but last year she refused the marriage alliance with the Iizuna family and changed her marriage partner to her cousin, Isayama Mei. Isayama Naraku may be thinking of choosing another successor..."

Jinguji's expression turned cold: "Where did the Administrative Vice-Minister get this false information?"

"You don't need to worry about that. You know for yourselves whether it's true or not. I just want to say that the position of head of the family is enough to make an adopted daughter want to kill him!"

"The Deputy Minister of Affairs must have heard it from my cousin, right?"

It was Isayama Yomi who responded to this question. She remained silent until she spoke, and then she hit the Vice Minister of Affairs right where it hurt: "What great benefits did Isayama Mei promise you that made you so eager to force me to confess?"

"What nonsense!"

The vice-minister's expression changed, and he turned and left.

The interrogation could not continue.

Jinguji Ayame walked into the interrogation room and stared intently at Isayama Yomi: "You are a suspect now. In principle, you should only be released after the truth comes out. However, considering that tomorrow is your father's funeral, I will release you for two days. You can leave this afternoon."

"Isn't Changpu afraid I'll flee to escape punishment?"

“You are not the kind of person who would kill your father for the position of head of the family. There is no evidence to prove that you did not do it, but there is also not enough evidence to prove that you did it. Modern society is a society that believes in the presumption of innocence, at least on the surface.”

After a moment of silence, Jinguji continued, "However, this is not the place to discuss evidence, and I am not a judge. I only have one piece of advice for you—escape! Escape Japan, escape to a place where sorcerers cannot find you!"

Anyone with eyes can see how dire Isayama Yomi's situation is.

The person who could protect her, Isayama Naraku, is already dead. She is also an adopted daughter suspected of patricide and has no chance of becoming the head of the Isayama family. The next head of the Isayama family will definitely be Isayama Mei. The first thing the new head of the family will do is to target Yomi.

It was both to avenge the old patriarch and to eliminate any factors that could threaten his position.

"Huang Quan, you are too suspicious. If we can't find conclusive evidence, even I can't protect you."

Jinguji Ayame left the interrogation room.

In the cold room, only the black-haired girl sat silently, the madness that had been suppressed in her heart for many years tearing at her reason. Reason told her that she should listen to Ayame's advice and find a way to leave Japan tonight.

But the raging fire in his heart wanted to kill!

Kill those who framed her!

Kill those who dare to talk back to her!

The person she most wants to kill right now is her cousin, Mei Isayama. Even without concrete evidence, Yomi Isayama has deduced from some clues at the scene that her adoptive father, Naraku Isayama, was actually killed by her cousin, Mei Isayama. Mei Isayama may even be in cahoots with the curse master who stole the Sessho-seki.

She had framed him.

This conclusion is not entirely based on observation and reasoning, but rather on fragments of her memories from her previous life.

She still vaguely remembers some things from her past life.

Therefore, she was hailed as a sword prodigy from a young age because she worked hard after being adopted, far exceeding the efforts of ordinary people.

Therefore, she refused the marriage alliance with the Iizuna family because she remembered that she was a man in her previous life and had no feelings for men.

So when she was told that her adoptive father had been killed by the Lion King's sword, her first reaction was to want to kill Mei Isayama, because at that moment a fragment of memory in her mind lit up, and certain animation clips told her the truth.

His murderous intent had gone to madness!

However, Yomi Isayama held back, knowing that she was not strong enough to kill Mei Isayama in front of everyone, especially when the Lion King Sword was not with her, as her strength would be greatly reduced.

The spells of sorcerers are almost impossible to master through learning; they rely entirely on bloodline inheritance from generation to generation. However, the Isayama family is slightly different. In order to prevent the family from declining due to the extinction of the bloodline, this family directly forged the most important spells into the Lion King Sword. Even if the family members cannot become sorcerers, they can still control the beast spirit [Ranguren] within the sword!

Therefore, bloodline is not important; what matters is the Lion King's sword.

Now that the sword is most likely in the hands of Isayama Mei, he no longer has the strength to seek revenge.

"Are we really going to run away?"

Isayama Yomi looked wearily at her reflection in the glass window.

The beautiful black-haired girl exudes an air of elegance and nobility befitting someone from a prominent family. Even in her somewhat outdated old-fashioned school uniform, she possesses an unparalleled and ethereal beauty, making her a quintessential Japanese beauty.

"Weak, haggard, and looking defeated."

Huang Quan's assessment of himself now.

She stared blankly at her reflection in the glass window, lost in thought. Gradually, she began to hallucinate that her face was changing, transforming from a delicate and pretty young girl's face into a familiar-looking boy.

Looks familiar, who is this?

"When you bind away your self from other worlds, you only bind away the original self. External things like clothes can't be brought in. This setting always gives me a bonus... Hmm, this newcomer has a pretty good figure!"

Upon hearing the slightly frivolous male voice, Isayama Yomi suddenly awoke.

She then realized that she was no longer in the interrogation room of the countermeasures office; she was in a villa by the sea, where she could clearly hear the waves crashing against the shore.

here it is?

Huang Quan's keen intuition, honed from long battles with cursed spirits, allowed him to realize almost instantly that his clothes had vanished.

Those deep purple eyes suddenly turned fierce.

Adam's eyes darted around, then he suddenly covered his eyes with his hands and cried out, "I'm a StarCraft player! I didn't see anything, I'm blind!"

Beside her, Sakayanagi Arisu was still freely sizing her up, comparing her new figure with Karuizawa Kei's, and making sarcastic remarks with a smile: "You're in trouble now, original body. She's obviously a trained fighter, a tigress."

"Tiger mom! Who are you talking about, little brat?"

Huang Quan smiled sinisterly and flashed to the front of Sakayanagi Arisu, intending to capture this harmless white-haired dwarf first.

When squeezing a persimmon, you should first squeeze it until it's soft.

She was a diligent kendo genius who knew a little bit of the unique skills of many famous swordsmen. For example, Okita Souji's "shūji" (shrinking ground) during the late Edo period was not just about agility and speed, but a technique that closely combined many phenomena such as footwork, body movement, breathing, and blind spots. Ordinary people could not see her movements at all.

"Stop."

A strange light flickered in Sakayanagi's eyes, and his mental power instantly invaded Isayama Yomi's brain, causing her to obediently stop in front of him.

"Sweetie, squat down."

Huang Quan looked shocked and involuntarily squatted down in a duck-like position, looking as obedient as a dog wagging its tail.

"You bastard! What did you do to me!?"

"Oh dear, it's a little wildcat as fierce as Horikita Suzune."

The petite, silver-haired girl scratched Huang Quan's chin as if petting a cat, seemingly enjoying teasing her newcomer.

"Alice, you're having fun bullying her now, but have you thought about what you'll do when she bullies you in the future?"

Adam casually patted Isayama Yomi on the head, and their souls began to merge!

"Snapped!"

The shame and indignation on the black-haired girl's face transformed into shock. Her expression became dazed, and most of her worn-out memories were instantly restored, along with more memories and knowledge belonging to [Sakayanagi Arisu].

She relaxed, and a smile appeared on her pretty face.

"What's going on? Oh, so that's how it happened..."

Meanwhile, the other two shared all her memories from her entire life, each with a different expression.

"Damn it, it's Isayama Yomi!"

"That Bento Princess who killed off the entire fake protagonist group in the very first episode!"

"Arisu, you're right, this woman is incredibly fierce!"

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