Chapter 107: Advice: Watch Kuroko no Basket, Not Magical Girls

Jia Ji couldn’t help but condemn his own cheat skill—wasn’t it supposed to be a group of beautiful girls? What’s the meaning of suddenly adding a elementary schooler?!

Does anyone who thinks they’re a beautiful girl get to join?

If we’re talking about “Heaven’s Punishment Girls,” then it’s definitely her—and given Wanhuajing’s habit of pulling people only from before the story’s start, the one brought in now isn’t a girl at all, but at most a child—Ayanami Enju.

After he mentioned last time that a new feature would unlock once the group reached ten members, several members had been waiting eagerly, their eyes fixed on the horizon.

Now that a new member had joined, the group exploded with activity, everyone popping up at once.

Though initially confused and flustered by the situation, the newcomer quickly understood the group’s rules and usage after being warmly welcomed and clearly explained to by the others, whose voices were especially pleasant.

…After all, the only function was chatting, and even the most hopeless idiot-type characters could figure it out.

Under a little coaxing and provocation from the old nuisance Bayun Zi and a direct question from Nagato Yuki, the dazed newcomer had spilled everything except her name—height, weight, age, bust-waist-hip measurements, home address, favorite things, hobbies—everything was exposed.

【Heaven’s Punishment Girl Fan: Is there really no “Heaven’s Punishment Girl” where you are? How tragic—I can’t imagine what kind of miserable lives you’re living…】

【System Notification: “Heaven’s Punishment Girl Fan” has been renamed to “Ayanami Enju”】

Now even her name had been revealed.

【Great Divine Child: I’m sorry to interrupt while you’re all having such a good time, but I must say this seriously—】

【Great Divine Child: My advice is to watch less magical girl stuff, especially for school-age girls whose minds are still developing—they’re especially easy to deceive!】

【Ayanami Enju: It’s Heaven’s Punishment Girl! Not some magical girl! ( Yi ｀д)】

【Great Divine Child: Same thing. If you’re going to watch something, watch Kuroko no Basket (thumbs up)】

【Yin Yang Eyes Kenji: Kuroko no Basket gets high marks!】

【Forever Seventeen: I haven’t watched it, but given Kenji’s unique taste, it’s surely not the same as magical girl stuff…】

【Angel After Death: Want to watch】

【Ayanami Enju: It’s totally different!! And when did you change my name?!】

…………

Yet unlike the joking, sarcastic banter inside the chat group,

Jia Ji’s face held no smile—indeed, it was icy.

He could hear his own suppressed, furious heartbeat and breathing.

A blue, menacing glint flickered silently in his eyes.

"An Initiator?"

He muttered, then sneered.

In the group chat, he hadn’t shown any unusual behavior or revealed much about that world to others, but he was already on the verge of breaking.

Ayanami Enju, age ten, an Initiator with rabbit-type factors, calls herself “this humble one,” fights primarily with kicks, is the second-youngest in the group, yet has carried burdens no child should bear.

His premonition had come true.

This world was truly terrible—in every possible way. Though its power system wasn’t particularly strong, the events were far more repulsive than in any other world.

“Black Bullet” was even more idiotic than “Red Demon of the Cutting Edge,” one of the most notorious shit-worlds.

Despair was everywhere you looked.

“In 2020, humanity lost the war against the viral parasitic organisms known as Ghouls, driven into narrow territories, surviving in fear and despair.”

Though thirty percent of the defeat could be attributed to the Ghouls’ absorption and evolution abilities—they continuously absorbed other organisms’ DNA to evolve, and nearly all possessed powerful regeneration—

The greater problem was that once any organism was attacked and its Ghoul virus infection rate exceeded fifty percent, whether human or animal, it immediately underwent physical collapse and transformed into a Ghoul.

At humanity’s final hour, those who stood up to fight the Ghouls were the “Initiators”—people who possessed Ghoul power.

The premise sounded strangely familiar—it was, in fact, painfully overused.

The tired trope of “enemy and self are the same”—dragon clans, Big Swords, Witch Hunters, Parasites, Mutants, Kaban, Kamen Riders, Magical Girls… but unlike any of them, this was a hundred, a thousand times worse: pure, unadulterated cruelty—every single “Initiator” was a ten-year-old girl.

They were all born after the war against the Ghouls; some pregnant women absorbed trace amounts of Ghoul virus during pregnancy, and the virus settled in their bodies, resulting in children who carried the Ghoul virus—all of them girls.

They looked human, but due to the Ghoul virus, they possessed abilities far beyond normal humans. Depending on their biological factors, they excelled in different areas—some in intellect, some in strength, some in recovery…

But no matter what, their combat power far surpassed ordinary people. Yet whenever they unleashed their abilities, their eyes turned crimson, and their infection rate gradually rose—once it exceeded fifty percent, they became Ghouls.

Under these conditions, these cursed children—powerful yet untrained—were treated as beasts, tools, weapons without emotion or rights: forced to fight Ghouls to protect humanity,

Yet simultaneously despised by the vast majority, seen as symbols of disaster, blamed for every misfortune, persecuted as “cursed children,” their hypocrisy laid bare.

Jia Ji even suspected the Ghoul virus had already invaded the minds of humanity in that world, constantly stabbing its own people in the back, cruelly abusing and taking pleasure from the children who risked their lives to protect them.

If the end-of-century “Fist of the North Star” was a violent world ruled by survival of the fittest, then “Black Bullet” was a world dominated by twisted malice.

Damn it, these idiots ruined the beautiful anime world!

“Oh my god, why are the Japanese so evil!”

The more he thought, the angrier he became; the more he recalled, the more furious he grew.

The uncontainable rage and killing intent inside Jia Ji twisted together in a spiral, and terrifying blue aura flames began to rage wildly through the cramped room.

(End of Chapter)