The house that Kobayashi introduced was even better than in the pictures.
Whether it was the decoration, or the furniture and appliances inside, it was clear they had only been bought not long ago. The only problem was that they were all covered by a thick layer of dust.
In the yard behind the house, there had once been many beautiful flowers and green plants. But after a long time with no one to take care of them, the place had already become overgrown with weeds.
On the left side of the house lived Kobayashi's father, old man Satou. It was there Emiya also saw Kobayashi's daughter, Lily.
The girl still looked like she was in elementary school, but she was very shy. When she saw Emiya and the others, she was so scared she hid in a corner, trembling.
But after all, she was still a child. After Emiya's "sugar-coated shell attack" of sweets and kind words, plus the help of the pretty beauty Vera, Lily finally let down her guard.
When Emiya and the others were cleaning, the girl even volunteered herself, running over with a broom to help.
"Mr. Emiya, could you come with me for a moment?" Kobayashi waved at Emiya, who was focused on cleaning.
"Acheron, Vera, I'm going to town with Mr. Kobayashi to look at furniture and have a small drink. Don't wait for me for dinner tonight." Emiya took off his apron, dressed neatly, and went out with Kobayashi.
Today the weather was unusually hot. The road felt like a furnace, and in the rice fields on both sides frogs and insects cried out without pause, making one feel inexplicably irritable.
The air on the road was unbearably heavy. Kobayashi walked quickly along the pitch-black country road without saying a word. Only when the lights of his home disappeared into the trees did he finally slow down.
Moonlight shone on Kobayashi's face, where streaks of tears glistened faintly.
"Mr. Emiya, after thinking it over, I've decided to try to persuade you one more time." Kobayashi wiped his face, his gaze gradually firming.
"That Tony and the Black Hand D behind him, their power is terrifying. Not only do the news outlets not dare report on them, even the mayor is in bed with them."
Kobayashi once had a happy family, harmony with his wife, and a healthy daughter.
In his plan, they should have left the noisy city last year, bringing his wife and daughter back to their newly built house in his hometown, to farm alongside his parents.
"Those beasts not only tortured Satomi, they even recorded videos of her and sent them to me. I thought with such clear evidence, surely the government would give me justice, punish those animals according to the law…"
Here, Kobayashi's once-loud voice grew weak. His expression was full of exhaustion and despair. "Leave this place, Mr. Emiya. Tomorrow, I'll also be leaving with Lily."
"Kobayashi, thank you." Emiya's snow-white hair shone in the night sky. His bright eyes were like two lamps, scattering the darkness in Kobayashi's heart.
"I'm very satisfied with the house, and today's cleaning was thanks to Lily's help. I owe you two favors." Patting Kobayashi's shoulder, Emiya smiled.
"I'm not someone who likes to owe favors. Let me repay them all at once."
Borrowing Kobayashi's watch to check the time, it was exactly 8 p.m., Emiya quietly measured how much strength he had left to act.
Then, in front of Kobayashi's wide-eyed shock, he leapt into the air and disappeared into the night.
Earlier in the day, when Emiya met Tony, he had already left a trace of magical energy on him. With it, he easily found Tony in a hotel room.
"Well, who would've thought this fat slob had such stamina." Looking at the one man and four women knocked unconscious by a sleep spell and lying stiff on the floor, Emiya rubbed his temples with a headache.
Luckily he hadn't brought Acheron along, or that guy would probably have blown up the whole building.
Tony was a coward who bullied the weak and feared the strong. Watching Emiya carry him while leaping down from the tenth floor, weaving easily between skyscrapers, he didn't need any torture at all, he confessed everything immediately.
The Black Hand D that Tony followed was a huge family spanning three countries. Through Tony, they connected with the mayor.
Together they secretly manufactured counterfeit money and drugs, and even ran human trafficking. Satomi had been one of the very first people they trafficked.
"Just killing you like this doesn't really feel satisfying. But I'm not the type who enjoys torture. So, what should I do with you?"
Smiling, Emiya picked up a dagger and tapped it against Tony's bloated face, making waves ripple through his fat. Tony trembled in terror, sobbing and kowtowing nonstop, filling the air with a foul stench.
Frowning in disgust, Emiya waved at the air before him. Then he snapped his fingers. Tony's restraints vanished, and immediately Tony began wailing loudly, apologizing and begging with tears and snot flowing.
"Since you're sincerely repentant, I'll let you atone by making amends. But I need some insurance."
Emiya pressed his finger to Tony's forehead. Magical energy poured in, seizing control of his entire body. As Emiya moved his finger, Tony's body twisted and swayed accordingly.
"This is witchcraft I learned from the East. Now your soul has been planted with a curse. If you betray me, the worms will start devouring your kidneys, then move upward, hollowing out all your organs, until finally nesting in your…"
"I wouldn't dare! I absolutely wouldn't dare betray you, master! Please believe me, you must believe me!" Tony was nearly scared senseless, kowtowing desperately until blood streamed, not daring to stop.
"Good. By tomorrow morning, bring me all the evidence of you and the mayor's crimes. Otherwise, you should know what fate awaits you." Emiya grinned, revealing a row of snow-white teeth.
"Oh, and make sure to watch the news tonight. That might help jog your memory about more of your crimes."
"Huff! Huff!" Watching Tony's fat body wobble quickly away, Emiya could hold on no longer. He slumped back against a tree, pulled off his demon mask, and gasped for breath.
The rapid high-speed movement had consumed far more magic than he expected. Clearly, the wisest move was to slink back home now, recover his strength with some smaller tasks, and only then strike again.
'Damn, with my bad temper, there's no way I can wait until tomorrow!'
Looking at the time, already midnight, Emiya slapped his cheeks hard to stay awake, put his mask back on, and rushed toward the Black Hand D's headquarters.
Maybe they'd spent too long in a peaceful world, because these Black Hand D people were completely unprofessional, even the gate guards were dozing off.
Since he had come all this way, Emiya decided to carve his way straight in from the outside, cutting down as many tumors as possible. He was no longer a "partner of justice." Who knew when he'd do another good deed?
"Tch, aren't there a bit too many people?" The seemingly small manor actually held over three hundred men, with surveillance equipment everywhere.
By the time Emiya burst into the main hall, a sea of suited thugs was already waiting with AKs trained on him.
Regional manager Fred sat in the center of the hall, wearing only a towel around his waist.
His exposed muscles were powerfully built, and his blond hair and blue eyes gave him a handsome face. If seen on the street, Emiya might have mistaken him for some international celebrity.
"Sir, could you take off your mask so we can have a proper talk?" Fred poured whiskey into both glasses and gestured for Emiya to sit.
"I value talent very much. Work with me, and you can have anything you want."
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