The moment Zenkichi stepped out of the crack in space, back in the same location where he last recalled before being brought to the Magano.
He froze.
A cool morning breeze brushed between his legs. And from the distance, the sun could be seen slowly rising for the new day, its brilliant rays shining upon the world.
He just realized something very important that he forgot to bring along with him as well.
His clothes.
'Fuuuuuck...' Zenkichi's eyes twitched, his face flushed red but he didn't freak out. Coincidentally, a concentrated ray of sunlight shone upon his crotch, shielding his meat rod from the eyes of others momentarily.
What? Censorship after all this time?!
But of course! This is Japan after all. Censorship was bound to happen.
Due to his own self confidence, and a bit lack of shame after the session he had with a Basara in the open in front of an audience, they were mere shadow creations, but still.
Standing in public, bare ass naked, wasn't new to him.
It was rare, but back in his delinquency phase, the brawls he had with his enemies had gotten so intense that his clothes were often torn to shreds by the end of it.
Thinking on it now, Zenkichi was amazed how he didn't have any permanent injuries.
He then glanced at Rukia in his arms, now wearing her clothes but sloppily put on. Her sheathed sword hugged in between her arms.
As he looked at the sword, Zenkichi felt a deep chill appear within him. It was as if a slow death was coming for him...
He shook his head, the strange sensation had suddenly disappeared.
'Fortunately for her I had managed to grab her stuff before we left,' He thought and handed her over to Medaka, asking her to dress her up properly as he called for his system inwardly.
'Hey system? Wasn't there a reward for that first quest for Medaka-chan? Wasn't there some clothing involved as a reward?'
[Yup, that's correct.]
[Behold! One of the most magnificent works created by your patron God, Nyx!]
[Trouser of Secrets: an almost indestructible trouser that would always fit according to the user's measurements and desire; an example is when he pops a boner and the trouser can make it seem like it doesn't show. Moreover, its pockets also acts as some sort of storage space that can fit the size of a Toyota Hilux inside. As its names suggests, it holds many secrets as well~]
'...Quick question. Do they also come with some underpants?'
[Disclaimer: The trouser is so comfortable that you won't need some underwear.]
Zenkichi narrowed his eyes and took the pants, all black in color, out of the system inventory. Upon taking it out, they looked baggy and oversized for him.
After a quick inspection, he quickly wore them and to his surprise it quickly adjusted to fit him. Not too tight, but not too loose either.
It was just...perfect.
'Perfect. Everything, down to the last minute details.' He smiled as he examined himself with the trouser.
He then turned to the woman waiting patiently at the side.
"Seiko...." He softly called out her name.
The familiar GILF tilted her head at him, taking a slow drag from her cigarette. Smoke curled lazily from her lips as she exhaled, her sharp, mature eyes scanning his half-naked, muscular physique and fixed her gaze momentarily on his crotch with clear amusement.
Seiko approached him, expressionless and nonchalant.
"Hey brat. I didn't think we'd meet again so quickly like this."
Zenkichi chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of his head. "Yeah, me too. Especially not in this type of situation.
"Eh. I expected we would reunite somewhat like this. Remember? The first time we met, you were cursed."
"Yeah," Zenkichi lightly laughed, reminiscing their first encounter. "I... actually thought that we wouldn't meet again."
Seiko snorted and lightly racked his head. "I didn't take you to be so melodramatic. Women don't like men who gets so emotional. Besides, I'm here right now aren't I?"
He blinked and smiled, standing straighter. "It's good to see you again."
"That's better." Seiko nodded approvingly, taking another drag from her cigarette before flicking it away. Her sharp eyes scanned him up and down, her eyes narrowing on the cuts, bruises, and...
Her eyes turned deadpanned. "Well, it seems like you've had a hell of a night. Did you get "cursed" again?"
Zenkichi's face heated up again.
"...It's a bit complicated."
Seiko let out a low, smoky chuckle.
"Complicated, huh? That's what they all say when they get their dick wet with crazy." She glanced toward where Medaka was hiding with Rukia. "And from the looks of it, you've got more 'complications' coming alongside soon."
She glanced back at him, staring intently at his body.
Not just because she was drinking up all of his muscles, nope, that wasn't it at all.
"As expected, you've awakened to the supernatural side of the world."
"As "expected"? So you knew that I could've awakened and you didn't tell me? Or did anything about it?!" Zenkichi was dumbfounded, momentarily losing his cool in front of her. How he could he not?
If Rukia wasn't here. If he didn't have the rewards of his system. If his combat experience had dulled...
He would've died.
Seiko shook her head, a mixed look of guilt and regret appeared on her face.
"I'm sorry about that, truly. But the chances of you awakening into the supernatural world so quickly with the curse and my own influence was so little that it was negligible. The chances of World War 3 happening tomorrow is even better than yours."
She exhaled a long stream of smoke, then flicked the cigarette butt away.
"Even if the chances were low, I will take full responsibility for this. Whatever mess you've stepped in, I'll help you clean it up. That's a promise."
Zenkichi stared at her for a long moment, then let out a tired sigh, the tension draining from his shoulders.
"....Thanks, Seiko."
Seiko reached out her hand and patted his head, a small smile on her face.
"Hey, it's an adult's responsibility to carry the problems and burdens of children."
"I'm not a kid anymore..."
She smirked, raising a brow, she glanced down at his crotch.
"Hmm~ Well, I don't know about that~"
Zenkichi's eyes flickered unnaturally for a moment.
After all, if what his system had stated was true, then Seiko is...
When the time comes for her to realize that, would she talk to him about it? Or would she stay silent and keep her distance from him?
He didn't know what to do when that happens. However, he knew that he wanted her to stay with him and be more than just a passing interest.
"By the way, that sleeping girl just now. You know that she's...?"
Her eyes turned strange, having seen Rukia for a split second and had quickly recognized her identity.
Zenkichi nodded. "A Shinigami? Yeah, she told me."
"Hmm. So she's the one that guy was looking for."
"Guy? What guy?"
"Well—" At that moment, a black robed figure with a large sword behind his back appeared from behind her.
She didn't bat an eye and pointed her thumb behind, "That guy."
"Finally, all of those bastards in the area are gone. Agh. That was sick. Why didn't Rukia tell me that there'd be weird creeps like that around?"
'That voice... That hair...!' Zenkichi's eyes widened as he saw a familiar face walking up to him with a sour expression.
The guy's expression walking up to him changed when he also noticed Zenkichi's face.
"Zenkichi?!"
"Ichigo?!"
...
"Hmm. Strange."
"What is?"
On a rooftop several miles away from the park where Zenkichi and his friends were.
Two women, one short and one tall.
The one who uttered "strange" was a girl that many would call a child.
She has long, pink, curly hair which is topped with a small, red crown. Her outfit is a strapless, poofy dress that has a magenta ruffle above her chest. She has a black cape and her neck is decorated with a magenta bow. On her arms, she wears oversized arm gloves that are black and white with pink lights. She wears a pair of black boots with pink lights.
If Zenkichi were here, he'd immediately point and say, "LOLI!? FUUUUCKK OFFFF!!"
The other has long chestnut hair tied with a pink bow near the end and is topped with a big, white, and green hat. Her outfit consists a long, black, and green slit dress. The slit cuts up to her hips which reveals a huge amount of her thighs and below. Her dress covers her neck. On her hips she wears a belt that has four white balls, two on each side. She wears a spiked bracelet on both wrists with black gloves, as well as a pair of pink shoes and circular glasses.
These weren't any ordinary people, they were exorcists.
Miku Zeze, the gothic lolita, hugged the teddy bear in her arms and narrowed her eyes.
"The spiritual signature of a powerful Kegare has dissipated."
"Eeehh?" Sakura Sada slumped her shoulders, disappointment on her face. "Then we hurried here for nothing!"
Miku sighed, disappointed as well. "Seriously. I knew I should've used a doll to get here faster."
"Miku, you know we can't use our powers in the open. Especially not with the sun rising," Sakura crossed her arms unhappily and turned to face her friend. "you sure that it's gone? Like, seriously?"
"Yes, I'm sure." Miku sighed and had already turned around. "Unfortunately, we weren't able to vent our frustrations from the meeting we had with the representatives. I'll just sleep this off on the ride home."
"Yeah..."
Unbeknownst to many people in the supernatural world, a lot of the supernatural forces in japan had banded together into an alliance.
However, it was just recently formed and they won't make it public until they've settled all the necessary relations with the involved parties.
Therein lies the issue.
There was simply a lot of conflict of interests among the parties of the alliance. Heck, they haven't even finalized the name of the alliance!
If they weren't all united against common enemies, they would've all started going to war with each other.
These threats has the power to destroy the world both figuratively and literally! It was simply because of this true fact that many supernatural forces are behaving, for now.
The conflict within the alliance wouldn't take too long to resolve, fortunately, as the documents and paperwork to formalize the alliance were already in the final stages of negotiation.
Once the major players; Soul Society, the Exorcist organizations, the hidden clans, the mage association, and a few other powerful factions reached an agreement on authority, territory, and resource distribution, the alliance would finally step into the light of the supernatural world.
"...Miku, do you really think that "being" would resurfaced in the world again?" Sakura quietly asked as they jumped across rooftops to quickly get back to their hotel.
Miku sighed, "I hope not. But knowing the records we have about that person? It's a gamble on whether she'd suddenly appear right now or thousands of years later."
"But the chaos that occurred during the meeting? Wasn't it her behind it?"
During their secret meeting, an accident had occurred that brought destruction and chaos. It quickly attracted the attention of many supernatural forces, even ones that weren't part of the alliance!
The alliance quickly did everything that they could to quickly deal with the situation and cover up their secret meeting. Fortunately, they managed to do it.
The group who did it had left behind a single name.
Miku snorted. "Doubt it. It was too obvious, and she's too strong to need the power of a group of people. Someone else was pulling on the strings."
Sakura shivered. "I still can't believe that she's actually real, and not a story."
It was a name that many in the alliance, no, the entire supernatural world had feared.
An entity whose existence predates the universe.
A being that causes even many Gods to tremble at the mere mention of her name.
And that name was...
Anshin'in
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AN: Dun dun duuuuun!!! I hope to see y'all soon!