Chapter 12: Sefirah Castle

After both groups of people left the amusement park, the child lying in the alley was found by the police who had been alerted.

The child had suffered a heavy blow to the head and showed signs of a fever. The arriving police quickly contacted a hospital, and they took the child—along with the dozens of sizes too large clothes he was wearing—to the hospital.

Thirty minutes after leaving Tropical Land, Ren Amamiya returned to his home.

Entering the house, he first turned on the air conditioning.

He didn't know what was wrong with the house; even though the temperature wasn't very low, the overall atmosphere was chilling.

Anyway, the house had free water and electricity, so there was no need to worry about the electric bill; if it felt cold, he’d just turn it on.

Then, he took his change of clothes to the bathroom to wash off the sweat and smell from a day of work.

After a simple shower and changing clothes, Ren Amamiya sat upright in a chair in the living room, took out the diary, and began to flesh out today's entry.

[Shinichi Kudo, oh Shinichi Kudo, you could have done anything, why did you have to go and provoke those killers from the Wine Factory?]

[Well, you’ve really hit a nail this time.]

[One baseball bat to the head and you’re stuck on the ground, and then you get force-fed a drug developed by the Wine Factory. If you weren't the protagonist, I reckon you’d have lost your life ten times over in Tropical Land.]

[Additionally, I’ve attached a video of the entire process of Shinichi Kudo turning into an elementary schooler.]

[Everyone can appreciate it, but let’s skip the spreading it around part.]

Ren Amamiya dragged the video he had recorded earlier directly into the diary.

That footage of the shrinking process would definitely make anyone’s scalp tingle.

[If anyone has gone to that alley to check, don't worry. Shinichi Kudo, the incarnation of the Beika City Reaper—wherever he goes, a murder case follows; he is essentially the root cause of the frequent cases in Beika City.]

[He likes to meddle, loves to show off, and enjoys solving cases, but sometimes he focuses so much on the case that he ignores the people around him.]

[Shinichi Kudo isn't a bad person; he’s just like a normal, serious 17-year-old boy, at an age where they like to rush and crash into things. It’s just that his luck is poor, and he crashed head-first into a steel plate, turning himself into an elementary schooler.]

[Next, he’ll probably go and wreak havoc at Teitan Elementary School; Teitan High School will be safe for a short while.]

[I am relieved.]

[Also, you should have already discovered my identity, right? Although my personal feeling is quite bad, I have a vague sense that this is exactly as I imagined—a diary exposure flow.]

[Besides my identity being exposed, I reminded you about the lucky draw, which should have given you some ideas about wanting to capture me, right?]

[Hmm, having such thoughts is correct.]

[If I were in your position, I would want to do the same thing. But I would also be thinking about one question: why would this idiot expose himself?]

[And for those who can think about this question and guess that I might have some hidden trump cards, congratulations, you guessed wrong.]

[I really did expose myself for absolutely no reason at all.]

[Well, today’s truth diary ends here. I wish everyone a good night.]

Writing up to this point, Ren Amamiya stopped his pen.

Just as he wrote in his diary, today’s truth diary ended here.

Putting down the pen, he slowly exhaled.

"Next is to verify my guess."

Finishing today's diary.

[Completed the second day of the diary.]

[Obtained a lucky draw opportunity.]

The large roulette wheel appeared as usual.

Reaching out and lightly touching the roulette, it began to spin rapidly.

Then, the pointer settled on a name.

[Lord of the Mysteries].

[Obtained Sefirah: Sefirah Castle]

"Yes!"

The moment he saw "Sefirah Castle," Ren Amamiya finally felt at ease.

"My guess was indeed correct; this diary really does have certain rules."

"The more people I influence because of my diary, the higher the probability of me drawing good things."

The moment he saw "Sefirah Castle," Ren Amamiya could be certain that the trait "Unfettered" he obtained yesterday was definitely an arrangement made by fate.

"Unfettered" and the potion system of *Lord of the Mysteries* were simply too perfect together.

The protagonist's greatest cheat in *Lord of the Mysteries*, "Sefirah Castle," was already in his hands, so the path he could take next was the sequence route.

The direction for acquiring power had been confirmed; the sequence path of *Lord of the Mysteries* was the arrangement fate had made for him.

"If we go by the logic of *Lord of the Mysteries*, is the influence I’ve caused actually fate’s equivalent exchange for me?"

He didn't know if such a guess was reasonable.

But there was no need to think about it now; the key was how much of "Sefirah Castle's" power he could use.

"I remember, it seems to require some kind of ritual."

It had been sixteen years, and *Lord of the Mysteries* was something he had only skimmed through before; now his memory was even less clear.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck, his eyes closed subconsciously, and when he opened them again, he had arrived in another world.

Water-like mist flowed, and the entire world was shrouded in it.

Everything was as if the world had just been created from chaos.

Looking at this scene, Ren Amamiya felt his blood boiling.

He reached out toward this world filled with mist.

All the mist began to condense into tangible objects.

White stone pillars rose abruptly, and the misty sky turned into the colors of the cosmos.

In the center, a long table over ten meters long appeared, with exquisite chairs arranged around it.

He took a light step, walked to the edge of the long table, ran his fingers lightly over the surface, and finally sat in the main seat.

He clasped his hands together, resting his chin on them.

"Does this count as a perfect cosplay?" ===== CHAPTER 23 =====