Chapter 179: Can I Dissect You?

Rinji never had any craving for killing, but he also never felt guilt about it. To him, killing was simply a means to achieve his goals. Before taking action, he always weighed the cost and the benefit.

If the benefit outweighed the cost, he acted without hesitation. If the cost outweighed the benefit, he stopped.

However, looking back on Rinji's sixteen years of life, far too many had died by his hand.

The reason? The cost of killing was simply too low for him—almost negligible.

The only time he truly considered stopping and becoming a good person was four years ago, when he met Ai Hayasaka.

Back then, he had thought: If I keep being a monster, Hayasaka will hate me.

At that moment, the cost of killing reached its peak in Rinji's heart. That was why he didn't cause chaos when he first arrived in Japan.

But when Uncle Amano was forced to his death by the Shinomiya family, Rinji's rage made him abandon that balance of cost and gain.

Just like those fools in fairy tales who break the seal on a demon.

Hayasaka had once sealed the "demon" herself. The Shinomiya family then undid that seal with their own hands.

Now, no one had appeared who could seal the demon again.

Because the demon had realized what he truly was.

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Thud!

Nikaido Ren collapsed, blood spreading across the floor.

Rinji gazed at the corpses with indifferent eyes.

This was his true self—one unbound by morality or humanity, ruled only by his own will.

Why, after half a year in Japan, were so many who had offended him still alive? Whether it was Ogino Ko or the main Shinomiya family—why hadn't he slaughtered them like he once would have?

Was it just because he didn't want to be hated?

"Hahaha... hahahahahaha... HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!"

After killing both of them, Rinji covered his bloodied face and laughed madly.

This was him—scum who didn't see people as people.

What was he doing, pretending to be a good guy?

"Rinji..."

"Hmm?"

Rinji stopped laughing and turned to look at Karura, who stared at him with worried eyes.

His girlfriend was still here.

What a mistake—he'd just let her see the most brutal part of him, right after finally finding someone.

"Sorry, Karura," Rinji said with a wry smile. "But this is who I really am. You'll probably hate me—"

"Geez, why are you touching your face with bloody hands?"

Karura said with concern, taking out a handkerchief and gently wiping the blood from his face.

"...You're not disgusted by me?"

"Why would I be?" Karura blushed. "I love you the most, Rinji~"

She was the daughter of the Kure clan, an assassin family. Everyone in her family—her thirty-something mother, fifty-year-old father, and fifteen-year-old brother—were killers.

She herself had blood on her hands, so she wasn't bothered in the slightest by Rinji's actions.

To her, Rinji's clean execution of two powerful fighters wasn't cruel—it was powerful.

And the stronger Rinji showed himself to be, the more her love for him deepened.

"I see..."

Rinji's expression softened. A relieved smile spread across his face.

"I'm so lucky to have met you, Karura."

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"Thank you very much, Dr. Hanafusa!"

"It's nothing."

In the infirmary, Elena bowed deeply to a young doctor in a white coat, who simply smiled and waved off the gratitude.

"However..."

He looked at the unconscious Mokichi lying in bed and smiled disturbingly.

"If I ever get the chance... I'd love to dissect this powerful fighter."

"Doctor, please don't joke like that."

A young nurse beside him sighed helplessly.

This doctor was named Hanafusa Hajime. He was handsome, slim, and surprisingly... a fighter himself, representing Teito University.

Mokichi had suffered serious injuries in his fight against Raian. His neck had been broken. The fact he was still alive was already a miracle—and Dr. Hanafusa happened to be someone skilled in creating miracles.

Just then, the infirmary doors opened, and Karura rushed in.

"How's Mokichi's condition?" she asked Elena.

"Thanks to Dr. Hanafusa, his life is stable for now."

Elena looked at Mokichi, who lay with a cervical brace and on a ventilator.

"But he's still unconscious."

"I see. Thank you, Dr. Hanafusa," Karura said.

"No problem. It's just my job."

Hanafusa looked at Karura and smiled.

"You're from the Kure clan, right? May I dissect you?"

"Doctor, what the hell are you saying to a girl!?"

The nurse pulled the doctor back and scolded him.

"Eh? I was just asking..."

"Nope." Karura smiled. "Rinji wouldn't allow it."

"That's such a shame."

"No, it's not a shame, Doctor." The nurse facepalmed.

She really didn't know why she'd been assigned to assist such a crazy person like Dr. Hanafusa.

"By the way, where's Mr. Takamine?"

Elena asked,

"I still haven't thanked Mr. Takamine. It's thanks to him that my brother was saved from Kure Raian."

"Rinji should be just behind us," Karura replied.

As soon as she spoke, Rinji walked in holding a phone, seemingly having just ended a call.

"Oh, you're all here. That guy named Mokichi, his injuries should be..."

Before anyone could answer, Dr. Hanafusa suddenly stepped in front of Rinji and grabbed his hand.

"You must be Takamine Rinji, right?"

"Yeah, that's me."

"Can I dissect you?" Dr. Hanafusa asked with a grin.

"Doctor, that's enough already!" The nurse finally snapped, moving to drag him back.

Rinji paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Maybe another time."