Kami-Jutsu: The Yakuza's Son is Aware-Chapter 22: Ferry, the Real Doctor Strange

I don’t know much about normal resurrection, but if I’m able to take her and awaken as a godman, her soul’s durability will increase, and she’ll basically be reborn.

{The Divine Beast, Ferrari, and Kurosawa Najimi’s soul have become linked.}

Ripple! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

Like a drop of water falling into a lake, I plunged into a mental space—a limbo where Najimi was stuck.

I could feel intense regret and sadness there.

She was seething at the very bottom of the waters.

So much emotion... Wasn’t Najimi just a 14-year-old?

Their family seemed wholesome, but I guess they all have their own challenges and struggles too.

I stretched my hand into the dark pond... then sent my intentions down to where she was, deep within.

Everything I had done so far would become meaningless if Najimi herself lost the will to live.

{Najimi, do you want to live again?}

It took her a while to respond, probably hesitant or wary or something.

But eventually, her reply came:

(Yes... I still haven’t married Onii-sama.)

...Hmmm. The Kurosawas...

Okay. We’ll talk about that later.

{That’s... pretty sweet. So you’ve gotta work with me, okay?}

She was compliant and did as I instructed. She really wants to marry him, then?!

In order to keep her already weak soul from tearing to shreds, I reeled her back to our world with the delicacy of a master fisherman!!

It took about two hours for the pull to enter autopilot mode. Then I slowly removed my paw from her chest.

And her chest—her actual body—began to heal and close up.

All the blood that had spilled out of her began to slither back into her body, and her complexion improved drastically.

The only issue now was... I was staring at a young girl’s boob.

I see... So this is how doctors feel?

For some reason, I suddenly want to be a doctor too.

Maybe I’ll call myself the real Doctor Strange!

I wiped an imaginary bead of sweat off my forehead and winked at Ken.

"Your sister is as good as new!"

That big baby... The moment he heard those words, a wave of relief poured out of him in the form of more tears. I could literally see his chest loosen as his tension began to fade.

"Thank goodness..." he murmured, moving closer to Najimi and kissing her lips.

Bro... What the hell...?

Then he... smiled (?)

I think it was a smile. Let’s increase our perception just to be sure...

Ah, yes. It was a smile—just so small I almost missed it.

He began apologizing to the unconscious maiden over and over, until I had to remind him that none of his words were actually reaching her.

Only then did he stop.

Though the majority of her blood had returned into her body, the walls and floor were still painted red.

Her clothes were blood-soaked and torn at the chest, so I told him to fix it quickly.

I was going to unseal the room, so it wouldn’t look suspicious.

People are normally unaware of the supernatural, but if it stares at them too long, they might eventually notice.

"Hey, Ken..." I called out to him. "What are you going to do now? Because of our carelessness, you hurt Najimi."

I faced him seriously. "On this path we’re walking, I cannot guarantee their safety... but what do you want to do?"

***

"What do you want to do?" Ferry threw the question at me all of a sudden.

But honestly, I more or less expected him to.

At the end of the day, it seems I really am human after all.

Just this one favor Ferry did for me, and I already feel like I could never repay it even if I were given a thousand years to try.

I’ve killed approximately five hundred people in the span of two weeks, and yet I’ve felt no real emotional attachment to any of their deaths.

Nothing about it haunts me, even if I wished it did.

But... Najimi dying...

That was the most heart-wrenching event I’ve ever experienced in my life.

I don’t want my family to die, yet I take the lives of others from their families in the name of judgment.

I once asked myself if I thought I was a god...

Now, I finally have my answer.

I met Ferry’s seriousness with my own unwavering gaze.

"The death of Najimi has opened my eyes," I said. "I do not want any harm to befall my loved ones. Because of that, many others will die. Rivals, enemies, anyone with even the slightest tendency to cause grief to my family... I will send them to the netherworld without hesitation.

"My position as Shinigami Ō is unshaken, Ferry. I alone shall carry the sin and the burden for my family. I refuse to fall until I have seen everyone else through to their natural passing. That... is what I want to do."

Ferry smiled and rubbed my head gently. "Now that’s the spirit. Just one last thing..."

"What is it? Anything!"

Turned out, it was fresh clothes for Najimi, and a wet wipe to clean her bloodied body.

Hm. I thought it was another grand massacre or something.

I left them and snuck into Najimi’s room. It was just a few steps away from mine, but I had to cross the staircase that led down to the living room.

It was a success. I wasn’t caught.

Rummaging through her drawer, I took one of the clothes she usually wore at home: a black, light dress.

Fortunately, no one saw me, and I returned to Ferry.

"Hm? What about that?"

"What about what?"

He had a deadpan face. "Her panties, of course."

"...Is that really necessary?" I asked.

"Of course it is!" Ferry began with conviction. "If we’re changing her clothes, we’ll need to put on some panties too. Do you want her to think you’re some pervy big brother who’d let his sister walk around without any panties?"

"Fine, fine," I shrugged, defeated. "I’ll infiltrate her room again."

Ugh. This is such a pain. The stakes just went up. I’d honestly rather fight two mammoths at once.

Well, I did kill her not too long ago. It’s the least I can do.

Crossing the stairway again wasn’t easy. Mother almost caught me, and I had to slither, bend, and hide at times.

Still, I managed to enter her room again.

Checking the lowest drawer, I found a bunch of panties.

Wait... what color would she prefer?

Ugh, she’ll just have to make do with any one of them.

I grabbed one and fled the scene.

But my luck ran out.

"Hm? Ken-chan, where have you been?!" Mother spotted me from behind, right while I was checking the living room to see if she was there.

She and Najimi’s attendant, Mai... in a bandage...?