Chapter 6
He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed, "Having to take action in the middle of the night is truly exhausting."
Kamishiro Rize, pinned down, struggled frantically, but for some reason, she felt the strength in her body continuously draining away.
It was the problem with that umbrella sword!
Kamishiro Rize looked down at the umbrella sword.
"Don't waste your effort. This umbrella sword contains something specifically designed to suppress rc cells," Minato said slowly, resting his chin on his hand.
Takatsuki Sen also loved doing this gesture; he didn't know if he had influenced her, or if she had influenced him.
Perhaps their years of spending time together had led to many similarities.
"I don't know what that thing is, but regardless, the effects of you Ghouls are always so bizarre."
To think that something from a Ghoul could actually have the effect of suppressing rc cells.
No wonder they get killed, and their body parts get thrown onto the black market for auction.
After all, for a Ghoul with this kind of kagune sac, it's very difficult for their own abilities to be enhanced.
Thinking about it, that guy was really quite pitiful.
However, when Minato looked at the umbrella sword, there was no pity, only anger.
This thing had cost him quite a lot of money; it was almost comparable to the price of his villa.
A bunch of profiteers!
Minato was not lying to Kamishiro Rize; as the umbrella sword remained in her body longer, her kakugan was gradually transforming back into the eyes of an ordinary human.
The rc cells had already begun to be suppressed.
Kamishiro Rize calmed down, and she looked coldly at the man sitting in the car seat.
Clearly, she might have fallen into a trap this time.
The hunter had become the prey.
Facing Kamishiro Rize's piercing gaze, Minato felt very uncomfortable: "Don't look at me like that, it's very much like a nymphomaniac."
"Are you from the CCG? A White Dove?"
Kamishiro Rize grabbed the umbrella sword that pierced her body; this weapon was only available from the CCG.
"I'm not qualified to join those kinds of official personnel."
Minato shook his head with a bitter smile.
He had heard about that large organization from his junior brothers in his previous life.
Apparently, the upper echelons of that organization also seemed to be of the Ghoul variety.
Although the CCG members he had met so far were all humans, for the sake of his own safety, Minato had never intended to join from the beginning.
Moreover, as an outsider, he didn't know what would happen if he really joined.
Besides, the pay there was low and it was high-risk; how could it be as simple as being an editor?
Not only was the money good, but there were also beautiful female writers to admire.
Not to mention what happens when he meets writers who want to take shortcuts and want resources from the editor.
Minato didn't want to make things difficult for himself; this kind of life was pretty good.
"Who exactly are you?"
Kamishiro Rize asked, while trying to find a way to pull the umbrella sword out of her abdomen.
But Minato's strength was too great, and with her rc cells constantly being suppressed, Kamishiro Rize couldn't pull it out at all.
"Wang Xiaoming, just a passing gold-medal editor. Remember that well."
Minato said very seriously.
Talking nonsense was one of the main skills of an editor.
"Wang~ Xiao~ Ming?"
Kamishiro Rize had never encountered such a name.
"Alright, rest time is over. I'll send you on your way." Minato stretched his body and stood up from the chair. "It doesn't matter if you didn't remember who I am; after all, you won't need to."
It wasn't necessary to remember anything about people who were dead or Ghouls.
Even if this Ghoul was very beautiful, Minato had no intention of letting her go.
It should be said that anyone who would let her go is an idiot.
As for the plot, heh, he didn't even know what would happen after three episodes.
No need to worry about it.
He gripped the umbrella handle and twisted it ninety degrees horizontally.
"Urgh!"
Kamishiro Rize let out a muffled groan.
The umbrella's volume was not small; twisting it even slightly inside her body would cause her immense stimulation.
"Miss Liar, goodbye."
Minato slowly pulled out the umbrella sword that was embedded in Kamishiro Rize's body.
Kamishiro Rize slumped down weakly.
Seeing this scene, Minato was very satisfied.
Why hadn't he killed Kamishiro Rize immediately? It was because the rc cells in her body were simply too abnormal.
Not to mention that she had been strengthened.
Even if he decapitated her, he wasn't sure he could kill them.
It wasn't as if he hadn't seen Ghouls that didn't die after decapitation.
So, to be safe, he let the umbrella sword do its job and suppress the rc cells in Kamishiro Rize's body.
That way, it should be simpler to kill her.
The facts proved this; the wound on Kamishiro Rize's abdomen did not heal.
Minato raised the umbrella sword high and swung it down.
Kamishiro Rize looked at Minato with fear for the first time.
A mere ordinary human, to actually, actually be able to do this!
The black umbrella was like an ink brush; wherever it swung, it was like being stained with a layer of black ink.
"Bang!"
Minato frowned; the umbrella sword did not cut into Kamishiro Rize as he had imagined.
The umbrella sword was blocked by the suddenly popped-open bus door, and Kamishiro Rize took the opportunity to roll out of the bus.
Minato looked at Kamishiro Rize who had fallen outside the bus, pulled out the umbrella sword, and asked, "Driver, what is the meaning of this?"
His voice was somewhat flat.
"We've arrived at the stop."
The driver tapped his fingers lightly on the steering wheel, looking completely unperturbed.
"Pay attention; don't let there be any dead little animals inside the bus."
He was warning Minato not to kill Kamishiro Rize inside the bus.
"Sigh, there's even a requirement like that."
He asked, "If I had almost been killed just now, would you have intervened?"
"There are no 'ifs', youngster."
"Heh~~~"
"That's really quite double-standard."
Minato sneered. As for what he was thinking inside, whether he was angry or indifferent, it wasn't clear.
"Since it's not allowed inside the bus, I can go outside, right?"
Minato walked down slowly, holding the umbrella sword.
"Do as you please."
The driver nodded.
It was just that when Minato walked out of the bus, he very calmly walked back in.
This was probably the legendary reversal of the situation.
Chapter 7
What did Minato see just as he stepped out of the bus door?
Good heavens, swarms of Ghouls!
Clearly, the bus had stopped at a place for Ghouls.
Besides that, he also saw another plot character he knew, Yamori, codenamed Yamori.
An S-rank Ghoul, plus countless Brotherhood Members surrounding him.
Minato was not arrogant enough to think he could deal with them.
He slashed a few times quickly at Kamishiro Rize, then Minato nimbly rolled back onto the bus.
As for whether he killed her or not, he would leave that to fate.
Although he hadn't tested how well he could fight now, it was better to be safe.
"Give me back my pliers!"
Just as he got on the bus, Minato heard the roar of Yamori.
Fortunately, at this moment, the bus doors had already closed, and the driver had started the bus.
Several Brotherhood Members heard Minato's voice and, relying on their Kagune, jumped up directly, striking the bus that seemed very old.
But to their surprise, this bus was completely unharmed after enduring the heavy blows from two of them.
When they realized they should call the other Ghouls, the bus had already driven far away.
And now they needed to deal with another one.
Minato, having boarded the bus, let out a sigh of relief. He looked up and said to the driver, "Did you do this on purpose?"
"What?"
Minato said irritably, "You deliberately stopped at a place with so many Ghouls so that I would let that young lady go!"
Based on his memory of riding it before, it was impossible for the bus to stop at that location.
Or rather, it wouldn't pass through that place at all.
The driver was definitely helping Kamishiro Rize escape.
As for that guy Yamori, although he was chasing Kamishiro Rize, for some reason, he wouldn't kill her.
"Why do this?"
Minato pointed the sword at the driver, his voice very cold.
"Sigh."
The driver sighed, and then... he left the driver's seat.
Seeing this, Minato couldn't stay calm: "Hey, what are you doing? Do you want us both to die?"
The Old Driver shook his head; at this moment, his face could actually be seen.