Chapter 263: The Underworld Lord Who Doesn’t Dare Return to His Territory Is Probably Scum?
The worn wooden door of the bedroom was pushed open, and the thin and small black-haired young girl walked in from outside the door. She familiarly unfastened and took off her uniform, then changed into the thin, black pajamas with a skull print hanging on the side. Kazumi then collapsed onto the soft bed beside her.
“There’s still so much to do…”
Expressionlessly hugging her pillow, the young girl rolled around. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and browsed through something, casually replying to a message sent by a certain impudent little sun. Kazumi then, satisfied, threw her phone to the bedside, turned over, and continued to lie like a salted fish on the bed, hugging her pillow.
Desire always brings all sorts of trouble.
The Kazumi of the past might have yearned for superheroes with powers beyond ordinary people. The appearance of heroes who possessed great strength and were admired should also be the dream of every boy during childhood.
But now that she had transmigrated to this world and possessed so-called abilities, Kazumi finally understood that even psychics had their own troubles.
Living a life of cautious disguise, constant planning for ability improvement, foresight in the overall direction of development, and interactions and tests on the tip of a knife with those guys whose hearts were filled with darkness and killing after joining the organization.
Although Kazumi was unwilling to admit it, her current interactions with Sato Shinichi in daily life had unknowingly become the most relaxed and comfortable thing for the young girl.
“But, life has to go on.”
It was indeed a rather regrettable thing to have to strive like a corporate slave even after changing worlds, but no matter what, at least Kazumi was now working towards her own power. At the very least, she had evolved from a lousy laborer to a self-sufficient sole proprietor, and there was at least some hope in her efforts, wasn’t there?
Perhaps this was also a side effect of spending time with Sato Shinichi? As human emotions gradually returned, some bad habits unique to humans also slowly returned to the young girl.
These emotions were very, very rare, so rare that Kazumi could completely dispel them with a single thought. However, Kazumi preferred to use this slight return of emotion to enjoy these rare moments of laziness.
Feeling the last trace of laziness in her mind being devoured by the black death power, and after the young girl could no longer derive any comfort from her current actions, Kazumi reached out and rubbed her somewhat dispirited cheeks, got up from the bed, and slowly walked to the desk on the side, starting to plan her daily activities.
“The issue of my background can be considered a secondary objective. The specific benefits are still unknown. I can search for any遗物 left by my parents. If they were particularly skilled researchers, there might be some good things. But it’s more likely that they were entrusted to Uncle Fukada. If they were just left at home, they would have been taken by people from the organization long ago.”
“But Uncle Fukada hasn’t replied to me since he contacted me last time. Did he go on a mission again?”
Playing with the pen cap in her left hand, Kazumi quickly made some quick notes in her small notebook, recording the information about her background that she had heard that day.
“The application for supplies went quite smoothly, but the corpses were indeed not listed as supplies. With my strength, it’s difficult to directly attack anyone in Kyoto. The last time I attacked the homeless man was taking a huge risk. The investment in investigating and cleaning up this path is not proportional to the return. Now that there is a better method, it can be discarded.”
“Moreover, the organization’s actions are more for a certain purpose rather than just killing. If too many civilians are massacred, angering the Association and the police department, the organization’s days will certainly not be as easy as they are now.”
“Tsk, a tacit political cat-and-mouse game?”
Obviously, as an adult, Kazumi saw through this aspect more clearly. Even in this society where heroes were mainstream, the dark side within large institutions still existed. Perhaps the original intention of heroes was noble and righteous, but as long as one existed in this complex society, it was inevitable to be implicated to some extent.
Perhaps in a sense, villains who pursued evil goals from beginning to end and worked hard for them were more pure, maybe?
“The next mission is still a collaboration with Masashi Sakuraba. His ability seems to be related to the death aura within the [Black Coffin]. He also said before that he could provide me with some help in terms of abilities. I can look forward to this.”
Thinking of something, Kazumi raised her hand and summoned the Black Coffin. The young girl reached into the void and rummaged around, finally taking out a rag doll emitting a faint black aura. The face, originally made of buttons, now had a hint of venomousness, which, coupled with the large hole in its chest, made it particularly chilling.
After playing with the new little toy in her hand for a while, Kazumi put the vengeful doll back and continued writing in her notebook.
Regarding the removal of this substitute doll, Kazumi had originally planned to place it on a future altar to exchange for corresponding rewards. One reason was that items with this opposing energy were highly favored by those powerful evil gods in the abyss. The second reason was that Kazumi, lacking relevant technology, would find it very difficult to repair this Spiritual Artifact, let alone transform it into a usable item.
However, when this idea was presented to Lich Lei, it was unexpectedly met with strong opposition.
This subordinate, who always put the safety of the lord first, even put aside the task of manipulating ice element spirits to build walls and volunteered himself to the young girl, offering to try and repair this spiritual artifact that could block a fatal blow for the user.
Kazumi was not particularly good at refusing the subordinate’s enthusiastic concern for her, so she tacitly agreed to his suggestion.
But more importantly, the young girl was somewhat reluctant to face this only subordinate because…
The chief governor of the Black Coffin territory was demanding payment!!
Can you imagine the feeling of having a strange floating object silently following you every time you enter the Black Coffin territory? And having to inquire about the progress of the territory’s supplies with that hoarse voice from time to time.
Kazumi could understand the urgency of the other party, after all, the ice element spirit that Lei was currently controlling was not entirely his own ability, but rather it was obtained by temporarily sacrificing the production of death aura for the entire territory, thus gaining such labor that could solidify and transport sand and soil.
Now, the rough shape of the wall has been built, the repair work for other buildings is almost complete, and even the basic road planning has been done.
Although Kazumi did not fully approve of the other party’s approach of building walls within the territory space, considering her “Imperial Guard” that could not be taken out of the territory and could grow with the territory, she thought that if she had more opportunities to fight enemies within the territory in the future, building a fortress city would be a good thing in Kazumi’s opinion.
And the situation regarding the application for supplies other than corpses was also quite good. In this regard, Kurokawa Iori was quite easy to talk to, perhaps because she was a newcomer who needed to improve her strength?
Silently looking at the gloomy exit emitting faint black mist that stood beside her, and recalling Governor Lei’s face, which was even more dead than hers, and his death-knell-like behavior, the young girl waved her hand gently, pushing the Black Coffin back into the alternate dimension.
Turning her gaze back to the notebook in her hand, remembering that even the most basic sand, soil, and stones would take at least two days, Kazumi reached out and rubbed her temples, finally sighing faintly.
“Eh, I’ll go check on the territory in a couple of days.”
