Chapter 65: Deceiving the World, Fooling the Otherworld

Tokyo, Japan, Arakawa Ward, apartment.

Dingling.

The phone rang.

“What?! Are you sure you’re not joking?”

After picking up the call, Mori Takeshi’s smile vanished, his expression turning grave; overwhelmed by intense emotion, he shouted involuntarily.

Kamikawa Mitsu turned his gaze toward him, eyes filled with surprise.

What could have caused Mori Takeshi to shout so fiercely?

“Alright, I understand. I’ll notify the Arakawa Police Station immediately to evacuate residents.”

Evacuate?

Kamikawa Mitsu frowned slightly.

What could possibly be happening that they’d need to evacuate residents?

Evacuation orders aren’t issued lightly.

They involve countless factors and can only be enacted in extreme emergencies, for they trigger panic among civilians and bring severe consequences.

As Kamikawa Mitsu wondered what had happened, Mori Takeshi, having finished his call, hung up and stood up abruptly.

“Kamikawa-kun, sorry, but your octopus ball treat will have to wait—I need to leave now with Yoshimura.”

“Mr. Mori, what’s going on?”

Kamikawa Mitsu asked out of curiosity.

Since he had exchanged for Da Ruda, his strength had become incomparably greater, reaching the level of a great demon; with a great demon’s hearing, he could pick up every conversation around him, including sounds from phones.

But he wasn’t a voyeur; he had initially chosen not to eavesdrop on private phone calls.

Only when Mori Takeshi shouted did Kamikawa Mitsu grow curious about the call.

Too bad—he’d wanted to listen in, but the call was already over.

“Nothing. The Arakawa Ward has been a bit chaotic lately. Don’t worry, nothing will happen to you.”

Mori Takeshi gave no reason, only reassured Kamikawa Mitsu and his sister.

Clearly, he feared they’d panic, especially after the recent incident at Yunhu.

“Oh, by the way, security has been poor lately. Don’t go out unless necessary. If you run into trouble, call me right away—I’ll come.”

Before leaving, Mori Takeshi clenched his teeth, as if wanting to say something but holding back.

Without waiting for Kamikawa Mitsu’s reply, he dragged Yoshimura down the stairs in haste.

Kamikawa Mitsu stood on the apartment balcony, watching as Mori Takeshi reached the first floor and spoke to Yoshimura.

As they talked, Yoshimura’s calm demeanor shattered, his face turning pale.

They didn’t notice that Kamikawa Mitsu, on the third floor of the apartment, was also changing expression—stunned beyond words.

“Demon?!”

Kamikawa Mitsu whispered in shock, eyes filled with disbelief.

Curious about Mori Takeshi’s call, Kamikawa Mitsu began eavesdropping after they left—and heard something unbelievable.

A demon had appeared in Arakawa Ward and was now slaughtering indiscriminately; over a hundred civilians were already dead or wounded, and the toll was still rising.

“Is someone pretending to be a demon?”

Kamikawa Mitsu frowned tightly.

As the mastermind behind the Yunhu incident and the origin of the “demons,” he knew perfectly well that demons were fake—entirely his own fabrication.

He hadn’t created any demons recently—so how could another one appear and kill over a hundred people?

He couldn’t understand what was going on.

Could Mori Takeshi be testing him, trying to see if he was the deceased King?

Boom.

As if to verify this absurdity, Kamikawa Mitsu suddenly felt something and looked sharply toward the distant sky—his pupils contracted.

A dark moonlit night, sparse stars, faint moonlight.

Helicopters flew across the distant night sky, all heading in the same direction.

These weren’t ordinary helicopters—they were armed helicopters.

Unusual! Absolutely unusual!

In the middle of the night, armed helicopters were deployed—this was no ordinary event.

“Nii-san, come look at the TV.”

From inside the apartment, Kamikawa Chie’s voice rang out, filled with astonishment.

Hearing this, Kamikawa Mitsu turned and walked inside, turning toward the TV.

The TV was broadcasting a news report.

“Breaking news: In Hōrin Village, Higashi-Ōku, a district of Arakawa Ward, police are evacuating residents and imposing strict access controls.

All transportation to Higashi-Ōku has been fully blocked; no unauthorized personnel are permitted entry.

According to police, the evacuation is due to reports of a ferocious wild animal descending from the nearby mountain, having attacked and killed civilians.

To prevent further casualties, police have decided to evacuate residents, seal off the area, and capture the animal.

The police have not yet released casualty figures; details will be confirmed once our reporters arrive on-site…”

Kamikawa Mitsu stared intently at the news report.

Higashi-Ōku, Hōrin Village? That was exactly the place he’d overheard Mori Takeshi and Yoshimura say they were heading to.

That was where the demon had appeared and killed over a hundred people.

“Nii-san, what kind of animal could have come down and attacked people?” Kamikawa Chie asked.

“Probably wolves.”

Out loud, Kamikawa Mitsu said wolves; inwardly, he didn’t believe it.

Wolves could kill over a hundred people—they’re pack animals—but no matter how large or fierce the pack, they wouldn’t warrant the deployment of armed helicopters.

These were helicopters equipped with heavy machine guns and other powerful weaponry.

In fact, Kamikawa Mitsu had seen one armed helicopter clearly fitted with anti-tank missile launchers.

Anti-tank missile launchers—designed to destroy tanks.

To use anti-tank missiles against a pack of wolves? What nonsense. Even overkill isn’t this extreme. Even if you hated wolves with every fiber of your being, you wouldn’t deploy anti-tank missiles—this wasn’t just reducing them to ash, it was erasing them entirely, leaving not even dust.

“Either there are terrorists… or demons are real.”

Kamikawa Mitsu made his judgment.

Ding! Script system triggered. Antagonist identified. Please write the corresponding script and complete it.

The cold system voice rang out abruptly.

Kamikawa Mitsu froze.

A script quest now?

Instinctively glancing at the script panel, the antagonist’s information struck Kamikawa Mitsu’s spirit like lightning.

“Alien being? Demon?!”

He rubbed his eyes hard, thinking he’d misread—but after triple-checking the antagonist’s data, he confirmed he hadn’t.

【Antagonist Information】:

A being from another world.

This being is named Sankai, humanoid in form, with a pair of antelope horns and six eyes…

It is an agent dispatched by its world to invade others, formidable in power, inherently violent and cruel, fond of consuming residents of other worlds…

Gazing at the dense information on the system’s antagonist panel, Kamikawa Mitsu fell silent and murmured:

“Otherworld invasion, alien demon, the Sacrificial Master.”

The system’s antagonist information was exhaustive—down to the creature’s appearance, name, personality, and even who sent it. The detail was more thorough than a door-to-door water inspection.

As a reincarnated transmigrator, Kamikawa Mitsu absorbed this massive influx of information without panic and reacted swiftly.

He spoke inwardly to the system:

“System, consume script points. I want all information about the alien world where Sankai comes from: its size, population, biological strength, military scale—I want everything.

Also, the same for the alien being named the Sacrificial Master.”

Here, Kamikawa Mitsu paused, then spoke again:

“Also, System, consume script points. Find out if there are any supernatural beings or demons in my world.”

Until now, Kamikawa Mitsu had believed no demons or gods existed—but with this otherworld invasion, he had to reconsider his world’s nature.

The next second:

Ding! 5,000 script points consumed. All information on Sankai’s alien world, “Xumo Realm,” acquired.

Instantly, Kamikawa Mitsu’s mind filled with complete knowledge of the “Xumo Realm”—including who the Sacrificial Master was, the world’s size, population, strength levels, strongest individuals, powerful factions, and even its history.

Ding! 1,000 script points consumed. Investigation of this world complete. Report to host: This world has no demons, gods, or any supernatural entities—only ordinary humans and ordinary flora and fauna.

The cold system voice echoed.

Kamikawa Mitsu raised an eyebrow, murmuring to himself:

“No supernatural beings? Should I say this is getting more interesting… or that I now need to expand my lie?

It seems I must not only deceive the world into believing demons and monsters are real—I must also deceive the aliens, making them truly believe this world is one ruled by powerful gods and demons that strike terror into their very souls.”

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