As Aizen in Naruto and Joined a Chat Group Chapter 443: Claire’s Shock

Doujin Artist: Cold knowledge alert: every adult elf and half-elf has a unique elven mark on their backside. It looks a bit like a leaf, or maybe a long sword.

Scarlet Lotus Fairy: Huh?

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: Seriously???

Machete Girl: Pfft, what kind of obscure fact is that! And how do you even know they have marks on their butts? Eriri, were you peeking while they were bathing?

Doujin Artist: Peeking? I call it scientific observation! Elves are non-human, after all, and creatures from another world. Shouldn’t we be meticulously documenting the differences between them and humans? This is social science research, it’s important!

Skirt-Flipping Maniac: What twisted logic! Eriri, you really can’t be like that! You’ll turn into a sleazy old uncle. Half-elves have human rights too!

Foul-Mouthed Mask Guy: No, no, no, I don’t agree with you there! Human rights are relative. This half-elf is just a defeated captive, so her human rights, if any, should be limited. I think this ’scientific observation’ is perfectly fine. Little Pearly should share more of this kind of info.

Curly-haired Guy: That’s right. Gin-san is also very interested in the physical characteristics of elves!

Soul Society’s Villain: Are you interested in science, or are you lusting after her? I don’t think people should be so shameless, what do you think?

Amegakure Village’s Angel: I’m curious, does this mark have any special meaning?

Doujin Artist: It’s probably something like a totem tattoo. I’ll find a chance to ask about it later.

After sending the message, Eriri got up from the sofa and walked away from the bathroom door. Her head and face were covered by a cloak, leaving only her emerald green eyes visible.

A short while later.

Claire pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, wearing a thin, one-piece pajama. Seeing Eriri in the living room, she paused slightly. "You’re here, Mr. Shinigami."

Days had passed, and she still hadn’t seen the true face of the person before her. Combined with Eriri’s deliberately hoarse voice, this was why Claire assumed she was male.

"It seems you’ve gotten used to being here," Eriri nodded slowly, saying calmly, "You haven’t even tried to escape."

"Escaping would be useless," Claire took a breath. "The key to activating the teleportation array is etched into Rhode’s soul. Now that he’s dead, the only way for me to go back is to wait for His Majesty’s summons."

What she said was half true and half false. The key to activating the teleportation array was indeed within the soul of the deceased dragon knight Rhode. And it was also true that the key vanished completely after his death.

But this didn’t mean she truly had no way to return to the continent of Edwin. Elven bloodline magic had an innate skill called "Return to Ancestral Land." Once activated, it could teleport oneself back to the ancestral land from anywhere, ignoring distance and planes, within forty-four days.

Of course, such a skill also carried the risk of being interrupted.

For instance, elven slave patrols were well aware of the nature of this skill. This is why they invented magic-suppressing collars, which were worn by every captured elf.

These magic-suppressing collars could completely block all elven magic, even bloodline abilities.

However, based on Claire’s observations over the past few days, this world didn’t seem to have any equipment that could suppress magic. Most of their profesionals weren’t even as strong as mid-tier warriors on the continent of Edwin.

Only this Shinigami was an exception, possessing power comparable to a saint at the very beginning of this energy surge.

Why was this Shinigami so special?

Claire couldn’t figure it out and was very curious. So, for the time being, she decided to stay put and gather information about this Shinigami. This wasn’t just for herself, but also for the empire.

"Is that so?" Eriri could tell the elf girl was definitely hiding something, but she didn’t press the issue. "Get dressed, I’ll take you to see the Shinjuku district today."

"Shinjuku district?" Claire blinked her eyes, "Are there, uh, boba tea shops there?"

Having been in this world for a few days, Claire had to admit that this world wasn’t as backward and ignorant as she and Rhode had imagined.

While the individual strength of humans here was weak, they had developed their own unique civilization.

To give a simple example, on the continent of Edwein, lighting required magic lamps, but here they used electricity. The humans of this world used special energy materials to generate power for lighting, taking a completely different path from the continent of Edwein.

Of course, Claire’s favorite was the food and drinks of this world.

Plum rice balls, thousand-layer tofu, charcoal-grilled squid, french fries, double-skin milk pudding, fruit tea... these were all things that couldn’t be eaten or drunk on the continent of Edwein, and they tasted amazing!

Claire felt that if the empire were to conquer this world, she could peacefully open a boba tea shop. She could drink her favorite fruit tea every day, which would be unparalleled happiness.

"Yeah, those kinds of shops are everywhere," Eriri stood up and glanced at her. "In this world, almost everyone can have them."

"Everyone can have them?" Claire blinked, a look of surprise on her face.

That couldn’t be right. Such food and drinks were clearly for high-tier professionals or even nobles to enjoy. In this world, everyone could have them?

Although this half-elf girl knew quite a bit about the combat power of this world, she was still clueless about the social hierarchy.

This was mainly due to her insensitivity to social classes and daily life.

Even though she was a half-elf and discriminated against in the high society of the continent of Edwein, her position was still within the upper class, undoubtedly.

Even at the lowest rung of high society, she never had to worry about food or clothing, with no material worries whatsoever. This had led her to maintain a somewhat pampered perspective, unable to view problems from the standpoint of the working populace.

"Yes, everyone can have them."

Eriri nodded. "You’ve just been wandering around our organization’s vicinity gathering intelligence, right? This kind of small-scale investigation won’t show you the real picture. If you want to get more accurate information, you need to delve into society and conduct a comprehensive investigation."

Uh.

Claire froze, feeling the embarrassment of being caught doing something wrong. She had thought she was investigating very secretly, but she never expected to be under their watchful eyes the whole time.

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