Chapter 6. The Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Bureau, Isayama Yomi!
Chiba City Center
Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Bureau
"Calling the headquarters! An anomaly has appeared in Area 036… Calling the headquarters! An anomaly has appeared in Area 036! Based on observations, this is a random outbreak of the Black Rift Phenomenon! According to the trace analysis of the malevolent energy, there is a 99% probability that this is a B-rank disaster!"
"Chiba Branch is requesting urgent support!"
Inside the solemn command room, a beautiful female operator anxiously connected to headquarters.
"Hello~."
A sweet voice, carrying a playful yet reassuring tone of an older sister figure, rang out, instantly putting everyone at ease.
Under the astonished gaze of the female operator, a graceful figure suddenly appeared at the emergency exit.
A young woman with long, silky black hair, dressed in black thigh-high stockings, stepped out elegantly. She smiled gently as she approached.
"It's just a B-rank disaster. Leave it to me."
"Isayama-san, you've returned?!"
The female operator was startled, then exclaimed in shock.
This woman was from one of the four great exorcist clans, the Isayama family—a destined successor, the official representative of the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Bureau, and a key combat force. She wielded the Shishio blade, cutting down tens of thousands of evil spirits.
She had even resolved A-rank disasters before, earning the title: "The Pillar of Stability in Chiba City."
"Didn't think I'd be gone for so long… Don't worry, just leave it to me."
The black-haired beauty raised an eyebrow, her face brimming with confidence.
Glancing at the screen displaying the malevolent energy hotspot, Isayama Yomi suddenly extended her right hand into the air. A dazzling golden light flashed—a radiant sword instantly materialized in her grasp.
With a gust of strong wind, her figure vanished from the strategy room.
The room fell silent once more, leaving only the admiring gaze of the female operator.
...
"Am I late?"
"Who the hell dealt with the disaster so quietly?"
A few minutes later, Isayama Yomi stood before the kofuku manor, scratching her head in confusion.
If not for the faint remnants of demonic energy lingering on the chimney, she would have thought she had come to the wrong place.
According to her plan, she would personally eliminate the evil spirits that emerged from the Black Rift Phenomenon, preventing civilian casualties. Then, the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Bureau's sealing team would arrive to seal the Black Rift, a process that would take several hours.
At the very least, this would ensure that the Black Rift Phenomenon wouldn't resurface for years to come.
But now…
Looking at the pristine house, the black-haired woman furrowed her brows in thought.
Where were the evil spirits?
Where was the Black Rift?
Isayama Yomi was certain this wasn't the work of the Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Bureau in Chiba City.
That department was full of useless people—all the competent ones had been reassigned to Tokyo for a bigger operation.
Even she herself had been temporarily transferred to assist in dealing with the Sesshōseki incident…
In other words, while she was away, a mysterious individual had appeared in Chiba City.
Not only did this person possess the ability to eliminate a B-rank evil spirit, but they were also highly skilled in sealing techniques.
No… Perhaps it wasn't just one person—it could be an entire specialized team dedicated to dealing with evil spirits.
Regarding Strength, This Person Rivals the Heads of the Four Great Exorcist Clans.
However, Isayama Yomi herself was no easy opponent.
"No matter what your goal is, if you harm Chiba, I won't hold back."
She suddenly smiled dangerously, directing her voice into the empty air—
As if issuing a warning to someone?
With that, she sheathed the Shishio blade and departed resolutely under the moonlight.
...
A moment later, near the spot where Isayama Yomi had just stood, dust stirred subtly.
A hidden figure gradually materialized under the moonlight.
Dressed in exquisitely tailored white robes, his expression was contemplative.
"So, there really are people specialized in handling these supernatural occurrences."
Raku Sou murmured, his gaze shifting to the silver ripples in his peripheral vision—information about the girl had been fully exposed.
[Isayama Yomi]
[Age: 17 years]
[Occupation: Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Bureau Agent]
[Fate: Tragic Beauty (Gold), Swordsmanship Prodigy (Light Red), Spirit Arts Mastery (Light Red).]
[Lifespan: 17 years]
[Status: Disordered]
"A true bishoujo… What a shame she's going to die soon."
Raku Sou sighed regretfully, brushing dust off his clothes.
This was the first time he had seen a golden fate—an incredibly rare occurrence. Unfortunately, it was a debuff. This girl was destined for a short life.
Had it been a beneficial buff, Isayama Yomi's future would have been extraordinary.
Just moments ago, he had spent 0.55 Divine Authority Jade to form a protective lightning barrier, allowing him to observe the grotesque face of the B-rank evil spirit up close.
He even gave it a casual slap for good measure.
Then, he spent 2.3 Divine Authority Jade to forcefully seal the spatial rift created by the Black Rift Phenomenon.
He had asked Void how much it would take to completely kill the B-rank evil spirit.
The answer?
12 Divine Authority Jade.
Expensive!
Expensive as hell!
Gritting his teeth, Raku Sou glanced at his miserable balance.
In a world this dangerous, how could this pitiful amount of Divine Authority Jade be enough to protect himself?
He had been pondering ways to acquire more when suddenly—
A girl descended from the sky with overwhelming momentum, nearly giving him a heart attack.
Reacting instantly, he spent 5 Divine Authority Jade to materialize an Invisibility Talisman, allowing him to stealthily observe nearby.
And thanks to that, he had gained a much clearer understanding of the power levels in this world.
According to Void's calculations, the cost to kill Isayama Yomi was at least 275.6 Divine Authority Jade—and if she continued to grow stronger, that number would only increase.
For a weakling like him, the most important thing right now was:
Stay hidden. Grow stronger.
Develop. Develop. Develop…
Grind. Grind. Grind…
"I've got it!"
His eyes lit up with excitement.
Raku Sou turned toward the desktop computer in his room.
What better medium for mass dissemination than the internet?
It was 2012, a golden age for doomsday theories spreading across the world.
If he fabricated apocalyptic stories and circulated them widely—
Then used Divine Authority Jade to push them to trending on major websites—
Even if only one percent of the global population believed it, the amount of Divine Authority Jade he could amass would be astronomical!
No hesitation.
With burning enthusiasm, Raku Sou sat before the computer, his thumb pressing the power button.
Internet, link start~!