"So, are you willing to become my Initiator? In exchange, I will provide you with food, clothing, shelter, and protection."
Shiroya said seriously.
He hadn't forgotten that his system account still had 100 million in liquid funds.
This was a huge fortune, something an ordinary person might not earn in a lifetime, and it was more than enough to cover his initial investment.
"Sir... Actually, I also have a younger sister... Her talent far surpasses mine..." Saori said nervously.
Her sister's injury couldn't be delayed any longer. Instead of letting her suffer from the pain of her wounds every day, it was better to entrust her to this gentleman.
Ever since she lost her sight, her senses had become extremely sensitive, allowing her to judge whether a person was telling the truth from the subtle fluctuations in their voice.
In her senses, everything this gentleman said was true.
The gentleman genuinely wanted to find an Initiator partner.
"Oh? You're recommending your sister to me? Why?" Shiroya asked, somewhat puzzled.
"Yes sir... My sister... a few days ago, her leg was broken by a Varanium bullet from a patrolling officer, and the wound hasn't healed yet."
"Sir, please, my sister's talent is really high. If you are willing to treat her, I will make sure she follows you wholeheartedly!"
In her desperation, Saori revealed her sister's true situation.
With her financial capability, she couldn't afford to take her sister to see a doctor.
Moreover, in a world that despised these 'Cursed Girls', if the two sisters accidentally exposed their identities, they would face even more brutal attacks.
She didn't dare to gamble.
"Take me to her," Shiroya said solemnly.
He naturally knew what a Varanium bullet was. Varanium is a metal specifically designed to deal with Gastrea, with properties that could destroy the regenerative abilities of the Gastrea Virus, achieving a lethal effect.
'These fools had already turned their guns on the little girl who was vital for their protection?!'
Shiroya was both shocked and angry.
He couldn't wait to rush to the girl's side.
...
Following the girl as she led the way, they gradually reached the outermost area of the city. After turning through a few dark alleys, they arrived at an inconspicuous basement door.
As soon as they got there however, Shiroya sensed something was wrong, a feeling stemming from his past reconnaissance missions.
He grabbed Saori, his face turning extremely grim.
"Hold on... Someone's already been here. You stay outside, I'll go in and check," Shiroya said calmly.
The wooden door was already broken and tattered, with bullet marks clearly visible on it.
It seems someone had 'visited' before them.
He suspected that the police team had come, targeting the 'Cursed Girl' inside.
Not knowing the combat strength of the police team, Shiroya didn't dare let Saori accompany him into danger, especially since those people were armed.
Hearing this, Saori immediately understood what had happened. Her emotions became extremely agitated, her small hands gripping Shiroya tightly.
"Sir..."
At this moment.
Her heart was filled with mixed emotions. Her sister was still inside, and if she was caught by these people, who knew what inhumane torture she might be subjected to.
However, her kind heart didn't want Shiroya to take the risk. The guard team was specially trained, their physical attributes far surpassing ordinary people, not to mention they were armed.
Wouldn't that be sending Shiroya to his death?
She couldn't be so selfish.
"Don't worry, I can handle it," Shiroya reassured her, gently prying her delicate fingers away.
"Sir, I'll only wait for 5 minutes. If you don't come out within 5 minutes, then I'll go in after you..." said Saori.
Shiroya turned his head, only to see the girl's determined expression, 'Has she already resolved to die?'
"Alright then," He responded lightly, picking up a door panel. This door panel could serve as his temporary shield, though he wasn't sure if it could withstand the Varanium bullets.
...
** Within the Basement **
The environment here was dark and damp, with only a burning stove providing a faint red glow, making it seem particularly desolate.
There wasn't much furniture in the room, and most of it had already been destroyed by the two uninvited guests who had just arrived.
"Come out, kid! I see you!"
"Follow us to the special training center. You'll have a much better life there than staying in this rundown place."
Two members of the police, dressed in white, were speaking to a large wooden cabinet, seemingly trying to coax the kid out.
They were the culprits who had injured the little girl a few days ago. Wanting to capture her alive for money, they were temporarily putting on a persuasive act.
Capturing a 'Cursed Child' who meets the training requirements would bring them profit, as per the rules of the special training center.
The training center specialized in creating obedient and powerful Initiators, while those who were disobedient or lacked training potential would be ruthlessly eliminated...
** Behind the Cabinet **
A pair of eyes, glowing red, coldly watched the two men.
Sayuri was severely injured. A few days ago, she was ambushed by the two men, resulting in her right leg being broken by a Varanium bullet. The wound hadn't healed yet, leaving her unable to fight them.
If it weren't for their caution against her 'lightning-fast' speed, they would have used force right away.
"So, have you thought it through? We can guarantee your safety. Come out now."
"Yes, you can also state any conditions you have, and we can meet them."
"We can provide you with a warm place to stay and delicious food."
"Come out, your wounds haven't healed yet, right? Don't be afraid, we'll take you to the hospital."
However, no matter how they tried to lure her, the little girl didn't fall for it. She stayed quietly behind the large cabinet, slowly regulating her breathing.
A fierce confrontation might be coming, and she needed to get her body in the best condition.
"Big bro, what should we do? This brat isn't falling for it. Should we just go in and use force?"
Seeing that Sayuri didn't respond, the two men gradually lost their patience and reached for their guns.
"We should have done this from the get go. There's no reasoning with these cursed beasts."
The older brother's eyes were full of disdain, not even considering the 'Cursed Children' as human.
In his opinion, these unstable factors, born with the Gastrea Virus should be completely eradicated from the world.
"This kid is fast. When she isn't paying attention, shoot her a few times. Be careful not to hit her head though, we still need her alive for the money."
The older brother instructed, then gripped his gun.
"Heh, got it."
"Let's hope this girl can pass the brutal tests of the training center..."
The man laughed sinisterly, aiming his gun at the broken wooden cabinet...
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{T/N: I'm surprised that some of you are still here waiting for me after I told you not to... I only translate this when I feel like it and have time to do so, so don't torture yourselves with something as spontaneous as my mood😑, use the link in the Synopsis to binge the whole thing on the original site...}