"Congratulations, the surgery was a success!"

Haruto said with a smile.

Tendō Kisara touched the area around her kidneys.

Of course, with clothes and skin in the way, she couldn't physically feel anything. But the drastic improvement in her physical condition—

She could definitely sense that.

What surprised her was—

There was almost no pain at all. And it didn't seem to be some mechanical prosthetic. It was a genuine restoration of her kidney's original function.

Still, thinking about Haruto's incomprehensible methods—

Tendō Kisara quickly let it go.

It made sense!

"How about treating me to hot pot to celebrate your recovery?" Haruto teased her from the side.

Hearing that, Tendō Kisara rolled her eyes hard.

"Go hang out with your lolis, you damned lolicon!"

Ever since Haruto brought her to this new world—

Tendō Kisara had rarely seen him. And each time, he was almost always accompanied by a few little lolis.

Even though she knew Haruto was working on serious business—She couldn't help but feel some resentment building up.

Hearing this, Haruto's mouth twitched.

Slander!

She's slandering me!

What lolicon? I reject this claim!

It's just a coincidence that the ones I like happen to be lolis!

...The last person who thought like that probably ended up cellmates with Jeffrey.

"Also, I have no money, no job, and I still owe you for the surgery. With my current situation, how do you expect me to treat you to hot pot?"

Tendō Kisara said seriously.

Though her expression remained calm—The confusion and hesitation in her tone were unmistakable.

Of course—

Being abducted into an entirely new world, with only Haruto as someone she knew—It would be strange not to feel lost.

"Oh? Miss Kisara doesn't have a job?"

Haruto feigned surprise, then pulled out the Absolute Contract Codex from his Kamui space.

"Then, how about joining our SCP Foundation? We're in dire need of talented people like Miss Kisara—courageous, smart, quick learners, and—of course—beautiful with long legs."

Hearing this, Tendō Kisara couldn't hold back.

Her face, previously stern, broke into a smile. The front part sounded reasonable, but "beautiful with long legs"? Really?

Snatching the contract from him, Tendō Kisara flipped it open, completely ignoring the lopsided terms at the beginning.

To her—

Haruto was someone who helped her achieve revenge, and gave her a new purpose in life. No matter what was written up front, she would still sign it.

With bold strokes, she wrote her name.

Then Tendō Kisara extended her hand.

"So, how about hot pot to celebrate the new employee onboarding?〃ˇ"

Haruto chuckled.

"Sure."

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Red Pool (SCP-354):

After a thorough investigation by O5-1, the anomaly has been neutralized. The area no longer produces anomalous creatures, and the anomaly is gradually disappearing.

The viscous, blood-like liquid is rapidly evaporating.

Once evaporated, it cannot be collected. The portal to the alternate reality previously connected has been completely severed by O5-1.

The O5 Council has deemed the anomaly fully neutralized and will no longer regenerate.

The following measures were taken:

The anomaly has been archived as a terminated SCP.

The surrounding psychic shielding alloy was recovered to Site-London.

MTF Nine-Tailed Fox has returned to the site.

In seven days, the area will fully recover.

After a fifteen-day observation period, the Foundation will withdraw, ending this containment mission.

Undocumented Details:

The Black Bullet parallel universe—Its coordinates were retained by Haruto as a testing ground for the Blacklight Virus.

However, this location will not be recorded in official Foundation files.

This parallel world, infected with the Blacklight Virus, is extremely dangerous to anyone other than Haruto.

Over long evolutionary time scales, it's possible that some infected might surpass the original limits set by Haruto.

After all, this involves the divine nature of evolution.

On the other hand...

All Cursed Children brought from that parallel universe—Have been injected with a viral enhancement agent. They are now permanently immune to the Gastrea Virus, while retaining and even strengthening their innate biological abilities.

These children will temporarily reside at Star Sea Academy.

After systematic education and maturity—They will return to Foundation sites.

By then, they'll be given a choice:

Sign a confidentiality agreement, abandon their anomalous biology, and live normal lives in society—Or stay and work at the Foundation.

To stay or leave—

That is left to their own free will.

The Foundation, aside from confidentiality, never forces anyone.

Well… unless you're D-Class.

Speaking of D-Class...

Tokyo, Bunkyō Ward, Yushima, 4-Chome—inside a private apartment.

A group of police officers broke down the door.

Inside were two brothers.

The older one was named Shinkawa Shōichi.

"Shinkawa Shōichi, you're being charged with Subjective Murder. Put your hands on your head and don't resist!"

The lead officer, Inspector Megure, shouted.

Shōichi and his brother Shinkawa Kyōji froze in place.

"Wait, what do you mean 'Subjective Murder'? Are you making a mistake?"

Before Shōichi could finish—He was pinned to the ground, handcuffed.

"Shinkawa Shōichi, you're under arrest. You have the right to remain silent, anything you say can be used as evidence in court!"

Inspector Megure followed proper procedure without wasting words.

Moments later, Shōichi was shoved into a police car.

Kyōji stood frozen.

Subjective Murder?

He'd never heard of such a law.

Though their family came from a medical background—He was still a top student, not clueless about law.

He had never heard of such a statute before!

In a panic, Kyōji pulled out his phone and searched. What he found sent cold sweat running down his back.

"Subjective Murder" was a new law passed just last month. It applied when both the perpetrator, victim, and circumstances were all based on subjective perception, with no way to verify the truth.

A charge that applied in such cases.

At first glance, it seemed totally unenforceable.

But on closer look—

It was clearly describing the SAO situation!

At that moment, Kyōji felt chilled to the bone.

Just earlier, his brother was still happily telling him about the thrill of killing people in SAO. Complaining that Kayaba Akihiko had lied—those players didn't even really die!

Now? He was already arrested.

This law was clearly targeting red players from SAO!

Meanwhile, in the police car—Shōichi had also finished receiving Megure's legal lecture.

His feelings were the same as Kyōji's—

Cold hands, blank mind.

In SAO, he was a red player with Laughing Coffin—And a key member, at that.

What gave him the freedom to kill in the game—Was the belief that in-game killings carried no real consequence.

Even if it was a death game like SAO, he believed no one really died.

After all, the whole SAO death game was a lie!

No one died!

Now, Shōichi felt like the most wronged person in the world.

"You're all talking nonsense! How can a law like this exist!? It was a game! So what if I killed in a game? And those people didn't even die!"

The same complaint he'd once raged about, was now his desperate lifeline.

But no one in the police car paid him any attention.

This arrest—

Was a top-down directive.

Laws and arrest lists were distributed straight from above.

No need to argue with the perp.

Just follow procedure.

Besides—

For someone with such a dark and twisted mindset—

Inspector Megure had zero sympathy.

In SAO—

They had no idea players wouldn't really die, only fall into a coma.

This guy?

He truly wanted to kill people.

Inspector Megure even felt lucky.

Thank goodness that new law came out. Otherwise, a person like this walking free in society—God knows when someone would really end up dead.